What a Witch Needs

Thanks to all of you who are reviewing this story. I’m happy and flattered to be getting so many positive responses. This story is my first stab at erotic writing and as you probably can tell I’m very much a character writer at heart. I love to delve into the feelings and depths of my favorite characters which makes it difficult to not want to round them out in every possible way. And when one reviewer said to make sure I go into detail about the sex scenes, well, I took her advice as you can probably tell. LOL So you see I do considered all your comments carefully! Thank you!

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Where There’s a Will There’s a Way

Draco crawled onto the large bed and flopped himself down onto his back while Harry and Hermione emerged from the bath.

“Yes, this will do very nicely,” Draco announced.

The other two approached the bed and looked at Draco for a few moments, unsure how to proceed. Draco lifted his head and looked at them standing there. “Care to join me?” he grinned, eying their bodies with interest.

Hermione, who was still holding Harry’s hand, turned towards Harry and smiled. Harry grinned back at her somewhat shyly. This whole evening seemed a bit surreal to him still, thinking that he was about to have sex with two people whom he never thought he would. Up until yesterday, he had always thought Hermione would be with Ron, and he had accepted it, with secret envy, of course.

As for Draco, well, Harry never imagined that he’d find himself in a sexual situation with another bloke, let alone Malfoy, and actually enjoy it. He had never realized, until now, just how incredibly sexual Draco was. Even so, Harry did not completely trust the blonde boy. Draco reminded him too much of Dudley, who was also cruel, a bully, and thought he was better than Harry. He tried to tell himself that he was only doing this to please Hermione. But, deep inside, he knew that was only part of it.

Hermione became distracted with the glass phials on the little table and began removing their lids and sniffing at the many fragrances.

“When you find one you like, Granger, bring it over here,” Draco drawled. Then he turned his head towards Harry, his eyes sweeping down his body. “Come here, Potter,” Draco said, patting a spot on the bed next to him.

“I’m not your pet,” Harry grumped, resenting Draco’s bossiness, even though he felt the blood rushing to his cock at the blonde boy’s request.

Draco threw his head back on the bed and rolled his eyes. “Get over yourself, Potter!” Draco rolled to his side, propping his head up with one bent arm and looking at Harry knowingly. “Tell me you don’t want to be fucked seven different ways. I’ll leave you alone and focus on Granger here.” He waited for Harry’s answer. “Well?”

Harry shut his eyes and sighed. Was he gay? Was he fucking gay? Merlin! No, he couldn’t be, because he wanted Hermione just as badly. Bi then, he was bi! Harry rolled that thought around in his mind, trying to decide if it was all right by him.

“Potter!” Draco snapped, interrupting his thoughts. “What the fuck are you doing? Meditating? What’s your answer?”

Harry opened his eyes, looking at Draco’s naked body waiting for him. Hermione froze in place a moment, watching to see what Harry would decide. His feet decided for him as he began to climb onto the huge bed towards Draco. Draco smiled, triumphantly, watching Harry crawl over the bed and lie down a few feet away from him.

Hermione had been keeping one eye on the boys the whole time she had been choosing a lubricant. She had been hoping that Harry would settle down and start accepting all that Draco had to offer. Being here with both of them was very exciting and in different ways. There wasn’t one that she wanted more than the other. She desired them both, and seeing them begin to forge a sexual relationship gave her hope that, perhaps, she could continue to have them both.

She chose a fragrance that smelt like jasmine because it seemed to fit this exotic setting. She stood at the side of the bed, watching as Harry turned his face towards Draco’s, breathing heavily.

Draco looked at him as well. Both boys seemed to be getting highly aroused.

Then Draco turned his attention to Hermione, his eyes sweeping over her curves appreciatively, and said, “Put some of that oil on Potter’s hand.”

Harry lifted his hand towards her as Hermione tipped some onto his palm.

“Put it on my cock, Potter,” Malfoy ordered, softly, already aroused at the thought of it.

Harry had sensed this was coming, so he wasn’t all that surprised at Draco’s request. He rose to a sitting position next to Draco’s prone one. Harry glanced at Hermione, who gave him a small smile and a nod of encouragement.

When Harry’s slippery hand grasped his cock and began moving, Draco closed his eyes and groaned with pleasure. Harry was somewhat surprised. Hearing the sounds Draco was making, the way his face expressed pure joy – he found that he actually enjoyed making Draco react like this. He began moving his hand in earnest, just the way he knew he liked it for himself.

After awhile, Draco rasped out, “You’d better put more oil on, Potter, because I’m about to take your virginity!”

This statement shocked and excited Harry, a shiver going up his spine, and he put his hand up for more oil. Hermione quickly complied as she, too, was extremely excited to see what was about to happen.

Harry smoothed another handful of oil over Draco’s large, hard cock. His heart was pounding hard in his chest when Draco pushed himself up to a sitting position and said, “Get in that same position Granger did when she straddled your face.”

Harry’s muscles were quivering in anticipation as he got onto his hands and knees and spread his legs farther apart, lowering his upper body onto his elbows. Hermione laid down right next to him, putting her face under his and pulling him down for a scorching kiss.

“This is so exciting, Harry,” she said, excitedly.

Draco got on his knees behind Harry and put his hands on both sides of Harry’s arse, spreading his cheeks even more while he positioned his cock at Harry’s rear entrance. Then he placed his hands on Harry’s hips and asked, “Do you want this, Potter? Do you want me to fuck you?”

Hermione held onto Harry tightly, trying to calm his shaking nerves, when she heard him groan, “Yes.”

Draco began pressing slowly into him and Harry’s hands grasped Hermione tighter. He couldn’t help but contract his muscles at the pain he was feeling. Hermione held on to him and whispered, “It’s all right, shhh, it’s all right.”

Harry threw his head back and yelled, “Fuck, it hurts!”

“Try relaxing those tight arse muscles of yours, Potter, you’re making it worse for yourself,” Malfoy suggested, continuing to press into Harry as far as he could go. A part of Draco was really enjoying Harry’s pain. It felt like payback. Payback for all the pain Potter had caused him over the years. It felt good to make Harry yell.

Yes, he could have prepared Potter more. He could have made it easier for him, more pleasurable. But he didn’t. Maybe next time, Draco thought, if there was a next time.

“Relax,” Hermione crooned to Harry, petting his cheek to comfort him.

Harry threw an angry glance over his shoulder at Draco, yelling, “Fuck! I don’t know how!”

“Mind over matter, Potter,” Malfoy panted, getting off on his power over Harry. Harry was so fucking tight and the resistance of his inner muscles made it worse. Finally, in exasperation, Malfoy said, “I’m just going to have to start fucking you harder - it’s the only way to loosen you up a bit.”

When Draco began moving faster in Harry, Harry yelled, “No!” But Draco did not let up. He grabbed Harry’s hips firmly and began pounding into him harder and harder.

Harry put his forehead down on Hermione’s chest, his face scrunched in pain. Hermione held onto his head, trying to sooth him with loving caresses. “You o.k.?” she asked after awhile.

Harry’s face lifted to look at hers and she could tell that Harry was deeply confused when he grounded out, “I don’t know.” At least he wasn’t complaining about pain anymore, she thought.

“Granger, lube Potter’s cock up, won’t you, love?” Draco said through his harsh breathes, continuing to pump away at Harry.

Hermione kissed Harry’s cheek and sat up, grabbing the phial of oil again and pouring some into her hand. She reached into the space between Harry and the bed and found his hard, excited cock waiting for her. Harry began groaning and grunting with pleasure as Hermione began moving her hand on him and Draco continued to fuck him.

“That’s it, love,” Draco moaned, beginning to orgasm. He grabbed onto Harry’s waist, leaning forward onto Harry’s back as his hot seed spurted up the brunette boy’s passage. He held onto Harry for a few more moments while he panted. When Draco pulled out, he flopped backwards onto the bed and said, “Yes, that was good.”

Harry, who was not used to being in a spread position for so long a time, shakily moved his legs together and fell over sideways onto his back. Hermione put more lubricant on him while she watched Harry’s face for his reaction.

Harry finally turned his head towards Draco and said, “Am I supposed to fuck you now?”

Draco grinned and shook his head. “Not yet. I wanted to lube you up for Granger. She’ll still be a bit sore.”

Harry turned his face towards Hermione and smiled. He reached out and ran his fingers down her back while she sat next to him, applying the oil to his cock. She shivered when she felt the light touch of his fingers caressing her, her nipples peaking to attention. “I’m really looking forward to this, Hermione,” Harry said, softly.

Hermione smiled shyly at him. “Me, too, Harry.”

Draco rolled to his side to watch and said, “Climb on top, Granger.”

Hermione felt heat and wetness between her thighs, anticipating what was to come. She put her leg over Harry and sat down on his stiff cock. Waves of pleasure began pulsing inside her as her clit made contact with his cock. She slid it up and down along his oiled flesh. “Mmmmm…” she moaned, “I could do this all night.”

Harry knew that he was not inside her yet, but he loved the look on her face as she pleasured her clit with his cock. He pulled her down toward his chest and kissed her passionately while she continued to slide her wet pussy over his hard member.

Draco had now sat up and scooted next to Hermione’s cute arse sticking up as she rocked herself on Harry. He ran his finger over her sensitive crack and anus and down into her vaginal passage. Wet juices of excitement were squeezing out of the cavity and he slipped two fingers carefully into her, beginning to pump her while she rocked on Harry. Then he went behind her, putting his face down where his fingers were and replacing them with his tongue. His tongue trailed up to her puckered upper hole, licking and prodding this untouched orifice.

Hermione groaned with delight when Draco used his tongue on her again, only to let out a gasp of surprise when she felt his hot, wet tongue probing at her anus. After that initial moment of surprise, she found that she really liked what he was doing.

Then Draco said, “She’s nice and wet, Potter. It’s time to fuck her.”

Hermione felt Draco reach between them, so she lifted her body slightly as he pulled Harry’s cock up and towards her entrance. Harry could see that Hermione looked a bit worried. He assumed it was because she feared to feel the pain again.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said to her, as she began to ease herself down on his erect member. He now knew what it was like to have a sore orifice.

Draco watched from behind as she sank slowly onto Harry and sat for a moment trembling.

“Does it hurt?” Harry asked, concerned. He still worried for her, even though the hot walls of her vagina felt like the most exquisite sensation in the world.

Hermione didn’t answer yet as she tried moving on Harry. She had oiled Harry well, and somehow it felt tight more than anything else. The oil must have had some sort of soothing agent in it, she pondered. “I think I’m o.k.” she answered, giving him a smile and beginning to move a bit faster.

“Aaah!” Harry groaned, “I think you’re more than o.k., Hermione. You’re bloody fantastic!” Her movements were driving him insane with need. When she began to pick up more speed, Harry threw his head back and gritted his teeth in pleasure. “Yes!” he groaned.

Draco smiled at them, getting off the bed and walking over to the bath. Hopping into the water, he kept his eyes on the two Gryffindors, enjoying their first fucks, and he felt proud of himself for being such a good teacher.

Draco washed himself off and sipped some wine as the grunts and groans continued from the bed. Who would have thought he’d enjoy these two so much?

When he couldn’t take anymore, he got out of the tub and walked over to the bed. Grabbing the lubricant, he applied it to himself generously as he watched Hermione Granger fucking the daylights out of Harry Potter.

“My turn,” he said to them. Hermione stopped her movements and looked at Draco in question. “Lay on your back, Granger,” Draco ordered. Harry groaned in disappointment when Hermione slid off of him and lay down.

Draco reached and pulled Hermione by the hips to the side of the bed so that her rear end was almost off it. Then he lifted her legs towards her upper body, exposing her clit and pussy to his view. Hooking his arms over the back of her knees he leaned forward and pushed his cock deep into her causing her to gasp with surprise. He smiled at the look on her face and said, “I’m going to fuck you good, Granger.”

Immediately, he began pumping and slamming into her, causing Hermione to yelp and moan. She cried out, “Oh, Gods, this… this… feels so… ahhhhh.” She threw her head from side to side and bit down on her bottom lip as Draco plunged in her over and over again. Harry rolled beside her and began playing with her breasts and nipples with his fingers and kissing her neck with hot licks and bites.

“Yes! Yes!” she exclaimed, loudly, as she took hold of her own legs and held them up so Draco could continue his moves ever deeper. Her fingernails bit into her legs and she felt as if the whole world was centered right here, between her thighs. Every time Draco hit the very end of her passage, her nerves would pulsate with pleasure and send tingles through every cell of her body.

Draco was sweating and panting as he enjoyed her tight little pussy, gripping around his cock. He glanced at Harry and panted, “Potter,… the clit…”

Draco continued to plunge into her as he moved further upright, giving Harry more room. Harry moved his face towards her belly and began kissing and licking his way down to Hermione’s swollen clit. When he opened his mouth and covered her pink petals, Hermione bucked and grabbed at his hair with both hands, groaning in desperate need. Harry wasn’t about to move away as he fixed his attentions onto her pleasure nub, tonguing her and suctioning her into his mouth. From the corner of his eye, he could see Draco’s cock moving into her relentlessly.

Hermione’s body couldn’t take anymore. She screamed loud, her hips bucking wildly off the bed and her inner muscles contracting on Draco’s expert cock. Her fluids spurted over him as he drove into her faster and faster, finally feeling his own peak beginning.

Harry watched fascinated, his face was so close to the action. Draco had grabbed onto her legs and held himself there, jammed up as far as he could go, while he released his hot cum, groaning in ecstasy.

Harry lifted his head when Hermione’s hands fell onto the bed and he looked at her grinning face. She had her eyes closed and was smiling as her breath slowed to normal.

Draco pulled out of her and flopped onto the bed, breathing hard as well. “Damn it, Granger,” he panted, “why’d you have to turn out to be so fucking sexy? What am I suppose to do with you so far away in Gryffindor tower? Fuck!”

Hermione didn’t open her eyes while she smiled and said, “Well, I guess where there is the will, there is a way.”

Harry lay down next to her and slung his arm around her waist. “Good thing I won’t be too far,” he said, nuzzling her neck.

Hermione chuckled and then sobered up as she said, “Yes, but Harry, we do need to be discrete about it. I don’t want to hurt Ron.”

Harry sat up quickly and said, “Oh no, Ron! I forgot! He’s searching all over for you, and probably for me too!”

Draco looked at them lazily. “Do you really care?”

“Well, we have been in here for quite long. How long do you think? I’ve completely lost track of time,” Hermione pondered.

“We’d better get back. This room is not such a big secret. Loads of people know of it,” Harry replied, getting up and looking across the room for his clothing.

Hermione sat up and looked at Draco who was watching her with a question in his eyes. Finally he said, “So, Granger, would you like to do this again sometime?”

Hermione blushed and smiled. “Of course! Though Harry’s right, we may need to find a more private place.”

Draco crooked a finger at her, the ‘come here’ signal, and Hermione crawled over to where he was lying, bending her head for a long and yummy kiss. When she looked up, she saw Harry standing there, staring at them.

“Come here, Harry. Say goodbye to Malfoy,” she coaxed.

Harry walked slowly to the bed while Draco watched him, curiously.

“Bye,” he said, quietly, “and thanks for … you know… showing me all that stuff.”

Draco put his arms behind his head and sighed. “You know, Potter, there is a lot more I could show you. Some things I didn’t suggest doing because it was you and Granger’s first time and you both had to be broken in first. So what do you say? You game to meet again?”

Harry’s gaze shifted to Hermione’s encouraging face. “Let’s do it, Harry! Didn’t you have the best time ever?”

Harry grinned at her and said, “Yeah, it was pretty fucking great.” Then he looked at Malfoy and said, “All right, but I’ll choose the place next time.”

“Deal,” agreed Malfoy. He was surprised Potter wanted another go with him. Maybe… Potter liked pain?

The three of them dressed and made ready to leave. Draco ordered the key from the ceiling and took the wands out from the cabinet. “Want your wand back, Potter?” he teased, holding it away from Harry.

Harry walked over to Malfoy and took hold of his wand but Draco would not let go. He grinned as Harry tried to tug it once more. Harry’s expression became serious. He wanted to slug that smug look off Draco’s face, but he found himself doing something completely different. His hand whipped around Draco’s head and pulled the blonde boy towards him for a rough, but passionate, kiss. Draco was surprised at Harry’s move, but soon groaned and opened his mouth as Harry kissed him senseless.

When Harry let go and took a step back, Harry had his wand in his hand.

Draco did not even remember letting the wand go.

Harry smiled at him. “Looks like you’re not the only one who knows a thing or two,” Harry taunted.

When Draco recovered from his shock, he returned the door to where it was before and they all left the room. Harry and Hermione went first, using the invisibility cloak over themselves, and disappeared down the hall towards Gryffindor. Draco stepped out of the room and he no longer saw them anywhere. He was surprised at how fast they must have moved.

It was 3:15 a.m. when they entered the Gryffindor common room to find Ron asleep in an overstuffed chair by the fire. Everyone else had been in bed for a long time now. Before they woke him up, Harry grabbed Hermione for one more searing kiss.

Then Hermione put a hand on Ron’s shoulder and shook him.

“Hmm, huh?” Ron mumbled, opening his sleepy eyes. When he saw Harry and Hermione smiling at him, he came awake fully. “Where the blazes have you two been? I’ve been worried sick. I search all over the castle and out on the grounds, too. I was almost ready to go to Dumbledore.”

“Sorry, mate. That spell she was under had her wandering all over looking for her Master. It took me a long time to find her. Then it took a long time to find the right counter charm,” Harry explained. Behind him he felt Hermione pinch his arse hard for lying.

“But I’m back to normal again, Ronald! Well, I’m exhausted, so goodnight, you two,” she said, yawning and making her way upstairs.

OOOOOO

Well dear readers, two things can happen here. This fiction can end here as I did fulfill the original challenge OR I can continue on developing this relationship between Hermione, Harry and Draco. I have set it up a bit so that I can continue and I do have some ideas for this story. I would like Harry and Draco to evolve to a point that they want each other as much as they both want Hermione as they obviously have a more complex relationship.

Well, please let me know. If you’re interested in seeing these three become more involved with each other let me know. Hope you’ve enjoyed so far.