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Harry Potter › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
26,471
Reviews:
14
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0
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Must be atleast 5’9, have grey-blue eyes, go to Hogwarts or atleast own Hogwarts robes, and must have been appearing in my dream for the last 5 months.
Disclaimer: I own them!!! I swear I do...ok I don\'t, but in my dreams they are all mine, all mine I say!!!!!!!! Oh if only I owned them, all the fun I would have!!
Love me or curse me, just review me i am your attention whore
Author notes: I know that must people read this for the smut, which shall be coming up soon. Harry will make it with someone on one of his lists, and it might not be the person he has decided to go after first.
Also I am in desperate need for a beta for this fic, I have a beta for my other fic \"The Ritual\" but not for this one, and I would really like one. If you are interested in being my beta, please leave me a note in this story saying that you would like to be the beta for this story, and now for what you all came here for, Chapter 3!!
Chapter 3: Must be atleast 5’9, have grey-blue eyes, go to Hogwarts or atleast own Hogwarts robes, and must have been appearing in my dream for the last 5 months.
2 months after the year had started and Harry was in fear of his sanity, and everyone around him worried for his health. He barely ate anymore, and spent as much time in bed as possible. People thought depression, and the constant threat of war were finally getting to the golden child, little did they know that it was a simple dream that was destroying his very being, if only Voldermort had put thing into proper plan first, it would have completely destroyed our hero. He stayed in bed later and later hopping for the dream to overtake him again, and let another clue slip from its murky depths. He spent all his time going over and over in his mind what clues he had, he had started making little notes to remind him.
They have grey-blue eyes
They are around my height
They go to Hogwarts
These few precious clues were the only thing that still got him through the day, even though they all seemed to be dead-ends. He was atleast surround with Hogwarts students, but there were hundreds, thousands even. Harry had determined that his dream lover could only be 1 year, 2 years at most younger then him because of the height requirement. This left only 4 years, 5 years, 6 years (his own year), and 7 years. That took away a few hundred people at the very least. The first and very important clue got him no where, for every time he opened his eyes, all he could see were those grey-blue eyes and nothing else. He knew that he needed a test, any test at all to make sure that the person was his dream lover, for obviously his sight has failed him, so he can’t hope to know them the second he lays eyes on them.
He had considered taking out an ad, as a personal joke to himself, but quickly dismissed that idea, how would it look for the-boy-who-lived to take out an ad asking for his dream lover. He could see it now, the caption reading “Harry potter is looking for the mysterious person who has been haunting his dreams for the past few months, must go to Hogwarts at one point, or atleast own a pair of Hogwarts robes, have grey-blue eyes, be around 5’9, and enjoy haunting people in there dream.” The Prophet would have a field day with that, why not just add on “Must like Quidditch, chocolate frogs, and hate potions” It would be like him making the Prophet his personal match making service. Rita Seeker would have a horrible spin off on this story, no matter what Hermione might have over her, that won’t stop her from this juicy article.
Harry had recently taken to assumptions in hope of shortening the lists. His most recent theory was that it was someone in his grade, and his most recent hope was that it was a Gryffindor. This letting his list shorten quite quickly, Harry’s certainness about his sexuality left his list with just the girls in there 6th year.
Hermione Granger
Lavender Brown
Parvati Patil
Ginny Weasley
Even though Ginny Weasley herself wasn’t in her 6th year yet, she has always been very taken with Harry, and she always seems to be around Harry. Its sometimes hard to tell what year she is actually in anymore.
Harry decided to for once take Hermione’s approach to things, making through the list in the most logical manor possible. Starting with the one that was closest to him, one Hermione Granger.
Anyone could see the logic in that; they had been close friends since there first year at Hogwarts, even though she was dating Ron at the moment. Still feelings often bloom from friendship, you learn someone so fully that it is possible that anything can stem from that. He thought the best way is to confront her…but how??
This was the most puzzling of issues. Harry never being a poet, having to confess feelings to someone who he has never met (for certain), and might even be the wrong person, it was ludicrous in its own right.
Sometimes Harry found himself wishing that he could just use the Imperio curse on everyone to get them to do what he wants, like telling him what to say. Its not as if it hurts, he still remembers how it felt when “Mad eye moody” first put the curse on him in his 4th year. It was the most wonderful feeling. He felt a floating sensation as every thought and worry in his head was wiped gently away, leaving nothing but a vague, untraceable happiness. He had stood there feeling immensely relaxed, only dimly aware of everyone watching him, its not really that bad, except the fact it makes the person under it do it whatever the caster wishes, which makes it an unforgettable curse.
The thought of Veritaserum vaguely crossed his mind, but he knew how impossible that would be. He was awful at potions, the only student that could probably make it is Hermione and then she would want to know why, and he can’t very well say “Well you see ‘mione I have been having these dreams about someone shagging me, well starting to shag me, and I want to know who it is. I think the person who is in the dream has been having the same dream as me, so I want to sneak this into the school’s supply of pumpkin juice and ask them if they have been having this dream, and oh yeah I think its you who has been having the dream”. Harry knew that Snape kept a personal supply, because he saw Dumbledore and Snape use it on Barty Crouch Jr. back in 4th year, but Harry didn’t think he could steal it again. Even with the help of the marauders map and his fathers invisibility cloak, there is no way that Snape, the slimy git, is stupid enough to keep leaving his supply cupboard that easy to break into.
He would have to do it the muggle way, and he will also have to call upon every little bit of Slytherin in him, the cunning part that use any means to achieve their ends. It really was time for him to prove once again how well he would have done in Slytherin. Which he seems to be proving more and more with each passing year, he finally agrees with the hat that he would have done well in Slytherin, very well, but he had no time to contemplate that now, he had more pressing matters, like finding the person that keeps recurring in his every thought.
Love me or curse me, just review me i am your attention whore
Author notes: I know that must people read this for the smut, which shall be coming up soon. Harry will make it with someone on one of his lists, and it might not be the person he has decided to go after first.
Also I am in desperate need for a beta for this fic, I have a beta for my other fic \"The Ritual\" but not for this one, and I would really like one. If you are interested in being my beta, please leave me a note in this story saying that you would like to be the beta for this story, and now for what you all came here for, Chapter 3!!
Chapter 3: Must be atleast 5’9, have grey-blue eyes, go to Hogwarts or atleast own Hogwarts robes, and must have been appearing in my dream for the last 5 months.
2 months after the year had started and Harry was in fear of his sanity, and everyone around him worried for his health. He barely ate anymore, and spent as much time in bed as possible. People thought depression, and the constant threat of war were finally getting to the golden child, little did they know that it was a simple dream that was destroying his very being, if only Voldermort had put thing into proper plan first, it would have completely destroyed our hero. He stayed in bed later and later hopping for the dream to overtake him again, and let another clue slip from its murky depths. He spent all his time going over and over in his mind what clues he had, he had started making little notes to remind him.
They have grey-blue eyes
They are around my height
They go to Hogwarts
These few precious clues were the only thing that still got him through the day, even though they all seemed to be dead-ends. He was atleast surround with Hogwarts students, but there were hundreds, thousands even. Harry had determined that his dream lover could only be 1 year, 2 years at most younger then him because of the height requirement. This left only 4 years, 5 years, 6 years (his own year), and 7 years. That took away a few hundred people at the very least. The first and very important clue got him no where, for every time he opened his eyes, all he could see were those grey-blue eyes and nothing else. He knew that he needed a test, any test at all to make sure that the person was his dream lover, for obviously his sight has failed him, so he can’t hope to know them the second he lays eyes on them.
He had considered taking out an ad, as a personal joke to himself, but quickly dismissed that idea, how would it look for the-boy-who-lived to take out an ad asking for his dream lover. He could see it now, the caption reading “Harry potter is looking for the mysterious person who has been haunting his dreams for the past few months, must go to Hogwarts at one point, or atleast own a pair of Hogwarts robes, have grey-blue eyes, be around 5’9, and enjoy haunting people in there dream.” The Prophet would have a field day with that, why not just add on “Must like Quidditch, chocolate frogs, and hate potions” It would be like him making the Prophet his personal match making service. Rita Seeker would have a horrible spin off on this story, no matter what Hermione might have over her, that won’t stop her from this juicy article.
Harry had recently taken to assumptions in hope of shortening the lists. His most recent theory was that it was someone in his grade, and his most recent hope was that it was a Gryffindor. This letting his list shorten quite quickly, Harry’s certainness about his sexuality left his list with just the girls in there 6th year.
Hermione Granger
Lavender Brown
Parvati Patil
Ginny Weasley
Even though Ginny Weasley herself wasn’t in her 6th year yet, she has always been very taken with Harry, and she always seems to be around Harry. Its sometimes hard to tell what year she is actually in anymore.
Harry decided to for once take Hermione’s approach to things, making through the list in the most logical manor possible. Starting with the one that was closest to him, one Hermione Granger.
Anyone could see the logic in that; they had been close friends since there first year at Hogwarts, even though she was dating Ron at the moment. Still feelings often bloom from friendship, you learn someone so fully that it is possible that anything can stem from that. He thought the best way is to confront her…but how??
This was the most puzzling of issues. Harry never being a poet, having to confess feelings to someone who he has never met (for certain), and might even be the wrong person, it was ludicrous in its own right.
Sometimes Harry found himself wishing that he could just use the Imperio curse on everyone to get them to do what he wants, like telling him what to say. Its not as if it hurts, he still remembers how it felt when “Mad eye moody” first put the curse on him in his 4th year. It was the most wonderful feeling. He felt a floating sensation as every thought and worry in his head was wiped gently away, leaving nothing but a vague, untraceable happiness. He had stood there feeling immensely relaxed, only dimly aware of everyone watching him, its not really that bad, except the fact it makes the person under it do it whatever the caster wishes, which makes it an unforgettable curse.
The thought of Veritaserum vaguely crossed his mind, but he knew how impossible that would be. He was awful at potions, the only student that could probably make it is Hermione and then she would want to know why, and he can’t very well say “Well you see ‘mione I have been having these dreams about someone shagging me, well starting to shag me, and I want to know who it is. I think the person who is in the dream has been having the same dream as me, so I want to sneak this into the school’s supply of pumpkin juice and ask them if they have been having this dream, and oh yeah I think its you who has been having the dream”. Harry knew that Snape kept a personal supply, because he saw Dumbledore and Snape use it on Barty Crouch Jr. back in 4th year, but Harry didn’t think he could steal it again. Even with the help of the marauders map and his fathers invisibility cloak, there is no way that Snape, the slimy git, is stupid enough to keep leaving his supply cupboard that easy to break into.
He would have to do it the muggle way, and he will also have to call upon every little bit of Slytherin in him, the cunning part that use any means to achieve their ends. It really was time for him to prove once again how well he would have done in Slytherin. Which he seems to be proving more and more with each passing year, he finally agrees with the hat that he would have done well in Slytherin, very well, but he had no time to contemplate that now, he had more pressing matters, like finding the person that keeps recurring in his every thought.