Hermione has sex with Pavati, Pavtal and herself.

A Harry Potter Situation Starring Hermione, Pavati, Pavtal and Hermione.
by Michael Pidacks.

A Thesis on the nature of fan-fiction. If you wish to skip straight to the pornographic stuff skip the next paragraph. If you wish to skip any pretense of explanation for the pornography, skip ahead.
I think fan fiction is a work of tribute. One enjoys the created work to such an extent that one wishes to partake in creation of said work. Therefore one resorts to fan fiction. However much of the problem with fan fiction that fan-fiction is written by idiots. This is intrinsically because fan fiction is more likely to be written by idiots. They lack the talent or skill to take inspiration from a piece of work and write a mostly original piece of work, or even better, come up with an original idea and instead rely on previously established characters and plot for inspiration. Also they tend to inject what they want onto the work, instead of what the characters are likely to do. Therefore while it is a flattery, it is intrinsically a rape at the same time. I do not say this lightly, I understand many people are flattered by fan works, and sometimes when the situations created are not sexual in any way, the work is not so much of a rape, but still is a forced exercise. But when sex comes into it at all, even if it is between a pair of characters with an already established intimate relationship, it is most assuredly a rape. If the author had wanted sex, they would have included it. I warn all you readers, if you care, that this is a fan fiction of the worst to second worst denominator. It takes non-original characters, puts them in an impossible situation that would not occur in the book ever, nor possibly could, transforms the characters into something they are not for my own amusement. This piece of fiction is pornography of a low denominator. You have been warned.

Hermione nervously paced outside of the room of requirement, not thinking of entering yet; she was far too nervous. Suddenly a future version of herself walked up. She was very red in the cheeks, but otherwise looked normal.
“How was it?” Hermione asked.
“It’s going to be good.”
They walked together outside the room of Requirement, wishing for the door to appear. Hermione was still nervous, but trusted her other implicitly. If it was good, it was probably going to be really good. The door appeared and they went in.
The room had transformed from the room they had during the training sessions for Dumbledore’s Army. The walls and floors were still stone, but in the center of the room was a pink silk screen hanging from the ceiling, partially opened. It billowed in some invisible wind. Inside was a circular bed, pillows stacked at one end, in case anybody decided to take a nap on it, which was unlikely. Inside Pavati and Pavtal, already completely nude, were talking quietly. As the door shut behind them, they stopped for a moment. Hermione remembered what had gotten them into this situation.
Both Pavati and Pavtal had caught her in the shower stimulating herself. While this was embarrassing it happened. Hermione herself had walked in on Pavtal once stimulating herself. But in this case for Hermione it was two of her, one stimulating the other. They had threatened to report her to McGonagall, but while one Hermione, the first run one, had almost folded and begged for them to not turn her in for abuse of an item she was not supposed to have anymore, the other smartly had threatened to turn them in for catching them in the shower together for stimulating one another, and spread it as a rumor. It would ruin them. At first the present Hermione had not believed it. She often saw them go to the showers together, but thought nothing of it. But when she saw the look on their faces she knew it was true. So they talked it over for a while, and discovering a mutual lust of Hermione by the twins and Hermione of the twins, they had decided to, just once, have sex then never speak of it or repeat it, no matter how good it was. In this point in the discussions it was down to just one Hermione, the other had to go to classes. Hermione had objected a little bit on the ground that she would be double teamed by them, and she wouldn’t be able to properly reciprocate on them, but they had pointed out that she could bring two, like she had in the shower. Hermione had objected, but they had insisted, and she had relented. Hermione had been looking forward to it for over two weeks, but now that it was here, was extremely nervous. She had never experienced another woman’s body or had sex of any kind that was not technically masturbation.
There were two open lockers with hooks for clothes and a place for shoes. Two were marked with Hermione’s name. They both undressed; Hermione expected to be cold, but looked down. A red shag carpet led up to the bed. She walked next to herself up to the bed. They glanced at one another, then each took a twin. Not a word was spoken during the entire exchange; the only greeting was a brief hand-wave that had passed when they entered the room. Part of the rules of engagement agreed upon were that they could do anything to the others, but if they objected or had requests, such as ‘slower’ then they would have to be followed. Hermione walked to Pavati, noting on the other side of a bed a closed box on top of a pedestal. She sat down. Hermione looked at the other girl’s body, drinking the exquisite beauty of it, then reached the face. The girl gave a cocky smile then came towards her, puckered for a kiss. It was strange and delicious, unlike any boy she had kissed. She did not kiss herself, odd as that seemed. She melted. They kissed, tongue’s swirling together. Their bodies came closer and closer together, until finally they touched. Their breasts were firsts, Hermione’s nipples touching Pavati’s breast. Electricity seemed to shoot though them. They embraced, bodies fully in contact with one another. Their mouths came apart. Pavati began sucking at Hermione’s neck. It felt good. Hermione was beginning to reciprocate when she saw her other fingering Portal and sucking on her breast. The Pavtal was looking upward in ecstasy. Hermione slipped a hand between Pavati’s legs and began rubbing her inner thighs. She was beginning to draw her hand back when Pavati whispered in her ear “Don’t stop.”
Hermione kept it up, then slipped a finger into Pavati’s wet pussy. Hermione glided her finger back and forth. She found the spot. She poked it and felt tremors go throughout Pavati’s body. Pavati took the finger out, with her hand, while the other played over Hermione’s breast. Then she pushed herself forward and their labia’s came together, then they rubbed back and forth, and then parted, their clitorises came together in a moment. They kept rubbing together, now in a scissoring position. Hermione’s eyes were closed, focusing only on the feeling. Hermione moved up and down, then feeling Pavati change her patter, she started moving from side to side. Hermione felt a tension leaving her. She leaned forward, still held partially in the air and began sucking on Pavati’s right nipple and breast. Pavati stopped gyrating and collapsed onto the bed. Hermione went on top of her, their vaginas coming together. Hermione rubbed Pavati’s nipples while kissing her. They rolled over and Pavati took over. Hermione turned her head and saw what her other was doing. She was on top of Pavtal. Their heads were facing towards Hermione, so she could see the satisfied expression of her other’s face. She went up. She had strapped on a large green vibrating dildo. Pavtal let out a exuberant yell. Pavati was slowing moving down Hermione’s body, finding every crevasse and gliding her hands and tongue over each. She reached Hermione’s clit and began licking in delicate letters. Hermione watched, her pleasure growing as her other went down and up several more times in rhythmic slaps. Suddenly her other caught Hermione’s eye, and winking pausing a moment before going down again worded silently ‘you’ll have your turn’.
Hermione felt herself melting, and at the same time building as Pavtal continued. She was stimulating her own nipples. Suddenly Pavtal stopped. Hermione got up, and as Pavtal turned to look up, she sat on her face. She then bent over and started licking Pavtal’s pussy as Pavtal resumed on hers. They continued for a little, that feeling slowly building. Hermione took her fingers and at the moment she orgasmed, plunged them deep into Pavtal. Pavtal gasped, and after a few more strokes with her tongue stopped. Hermione saw her other coming over, dildo still strapped on, with another in hand. She took a small but wide dildo and put it into Pavtal’s anus, then handed a softly vibrating dildo to Hermione. Hermione shifted off of Pavtal’s face and pushed and pulled the dido in and out, licking at the edges. Pavtal arched her back, her head and feet the only thing keeping her on the ground. She began vibrating herself from something inside. Suddenly she collapsed and writhed in stay, both dildos still deep inside her. Pavati, who had just recovered from her experience whispered,
“Poor baby,” into Pavtal’s ear and removed both dildos. She kissed Pavtal’s cheek, then went over to the box and replaced both dildos. She then removed a black two headed dildo from the box and went over to Hermione. “I saw what you and my sister were doing. I want part of the action, and to make it better.”
She inserted the dildo into herself, and then lay down on the bed. It stuck out of her, inviting, like some kind of conquering flagstaff. Hermione crawled over the bed and drove herself into it. After a few moments of writhing together in this position, they disengaged. Hermione rubbed the tip of the dildo on her clitoris for a moment then put it in herself. Pavtal did the same, and their hands touched as they moved it back and forth between the two of them, moaning in ecstasy. Hermione felt something brush heir hair back, and thin ever so slightly push her head forward. Her eyes were closed, feeling the sensation pulsating from her clit, but she felt the intent of the motion. She began licking the wet pussy. After a moment of tasting it and feeling its every crevice she recognized it as her own. She kept on going, feeling the combined energy of herself and Pavtal coming to a head. The four girl’s energy was reaching a climax, and at one amazing moment all exploded at once.
They all collapsed on the bed a moment after this moment. Hermione slowly backed up and pulled the dildo out of herself. She felt her other lift herself up and begin licking her breast and nipple. Hermione felt it go hard again after relaxing for a moment. She looked at her other who looked up from her task into Hermione’s eyes. She held something up. It was the green strap on. Hermione stood on the bed and hooked it around her. Her other lay prone on the bed. Hermione came down into her. Hermione went up and down a few times, but then her other moved her to one side. Hermione landed on her back. Her other began rubbing the dildo in her hands and licked the top. Hermione watched, fascinated. Then she said “Why bother doing that. It’s not helping me any. Get on.” Her other stood and paused for a moment then her other came down on top of her and rode her cowgirl style. After a moment her other began to moan in ecstasy. After one final push her other orgasmic and stood. Hermione in one swift motion unbuckled the dildo and shoved it deep into her other. Her other had stood and was lifted as the dildo traveled into her. Hermione watched her other fall onto the bed and pull the dildo out of her.

Everybody was tired and took a break. After fifteen minutes the began again. The sex continued for an hour. Everybody had places to go soon after they finished, so after a trip to the showers everybody went about their business. Hermione put on the Time Turner and flipped it back two hours. Her cheeks were still red when she walked to the room of requirement. Her other was there, pacing nervously. Her other noticed her.
“How was it?” she asked.
“It’s going to be good.” She replied.