At Night You Belong to Me
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Harry/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
38,671
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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HP and everyone he knows doesn't belong to me. I make no money from this story. Bummer.
At Night You Belong to Me
Hello one and all! I wanted to try something totally not my usual style of writing. Feedback needed! Oh and by the way the F/M/M is mostly implied. Sorry. May be in the future. Please read and review!!
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Chapter One
They had been feeding Harry drinks for the majority of the night. Ginny had broken it off with him and had run off with a quidditch player from her own team—Helga Toast. This had shocked most to hear about it. About the only one that wasn’t shocked was Hermione, as for some unknown reason Ginny had thought she was gay and had hit on her more than once.
She watched as Harry took up another drink, looking over to Charlie who nodded towards the door leaving the house. Once outside of the house, he took her into his arms and kissed her hungrily.
“Mmm, pet, Bill is going to be out here in a moment. We need to speak,” he told her, nibbling her neck and jaw.
Bill was soon pressing up behind her, turning her head and kissing her mouth deeply. “Sweet minx,” Bill growled. “We need to speak.”
“Really?” she breathed unevenly. “Okay, but you two are going to have to stop and walk away. I can’t…Oh Merlin!” She gasped as Charlie’s mouth latched itself to her silk covered nipple.
“Shit,” Bill muttered. “Okay, we have to step away from her. Come on.” And pulled his brother away from the woman that had their total attention. “Getting Harry drunk all the time isn’t helping and you know it.”
“I told you that the first time you served him up a fire whiskey,” she stated.
“You did?” Charlie inquired.
“I didn’t have any clothes on at the time.”
The brothers chuckled as if to say that explained why they didn’t remember.
“Back to what we were talking about,” Hermione said. “So what are we supposed to do? It’s not like…” She stopped talking as they both looked over to her. “Why are you two looking to me like that?”
“We were thinking,” they said together.
“That you should, uh, give him your special treatment,” Bill went on to say.
“Are you mad?” she asked them. “You two are more than enough for me.”
“True,” Bill said. “But I’m going to have to go to Egypt for the next month and Charlie here…”
“I didn’t want to tell you this, love, but there is a new dragon find in China I have to check out,” he said. “And where I’m going, you can’t come.”
She bit her lower lip.
“We didn’t want to tell you this,” Bill told her. “The twins…”
“No!” she snapped. “They are too untrustworthy and you know it. You two should have told me!”
“It was last minute,” Charlie said, sounding upset. “Believe me when I say that we wouldn’t be leaving you if we didn’t have a choice. We have taken you along with us when we could. This time we can’t. I hate it.”
“As do I,” Bill said quietly. “Let Harry take care of you while you take care of him.” He went over to her, tilting her head up. “Please, Hermione?”
“And if he can take care of me?” she asked him. “What if I don’t need you anymore?” She pressed all the closer to Bill. “What if I don’t want you and you can’t move because you are so fucking hard you can’t think for it?”
Bill leaned his head down, pressing his mouth to her ear as he breathed, “Pet, if I thought for a single second that were true, I’d kill him now.” Kissing her ear, he turned on his heel and left.
Charlie went over to her, pulling her into his arms. “You know his temper always gets the best of him.” He kissed her mouth gently. “It always has.” He rested his forehead on hers. “It comes down to this, you belong to us. But we know what you are fighting. Go to him. We will understand…”
“What if afterwards we still need each other like I do you two?” she asked him.
“We will deal with that when we get there,” he murmured, kissing her forehead. “But I will understand.”
***
Harry stirred in the bed, feeling very groggy. The moment he moved, he felt skin next to him. Freezing he felt the person next to him moving, feeling a hand on his head. A moment later he felt two large firm breasts against his chest. He squeezed his eyes tightly. Oh Merlin, the woman was naked. He tried to open his eyes then only to discover that there was a blindfold on him.
“You’re tied up as well,” the woman said, in an unfamiliar low husky voice near his ear. Her lips kissed his ear gently. “Relax, Harry. I’m here to take care of you.”
He felt as her mouth went to his chest, nipping and licking at one of his nipples. She chuckled at the feel of him shuddering at her ministrations. Her mouth went to his other nipple, sucking on it gently and blew on it. A shiver went threw him and he felt himself getting hard.
“During the day,” she murmured, kissing her way down his body. “You’ll belong to whomever, but at night…” Her tongue licked up the underside of his erection. “You belong to me.”
***
Harry charged through Hermione’s floo, going straight over to her library. She had been drinking her coffee and had watched him. Where did he get the energy? She went over to where he was. He was looking at all the titles. Hermione could barely function as she stood there. She had fucked Harry hard all night long, keeping him from climaxing until the very end. When he did cum, he screamed and poured everything into her. She nearly shivered at the memory. As it was, she had to hide her smile behind the coffee mug she was sipping from.
“What are you doing?” she asked him and ended up yawning as she did so. “Harry, I was up all night doing research. It took me forever just to pick up. If you want help…”
“Succubus,” he said tightly. “I need a book on them.”
“A succubus?” She frowned. “Are you saying that you met up with a woman that used sex to suck your soul out of you?”
He stopped what he was doing and looked over to her. A deep blush crept over his cheeks. “Uh…”
“You don’t have to tell me anything,” she told him. “But let me just ask you a question just to establish if this is or is not a succubus.” When he nodded, she asked, “Are you currently among the living?”
“Yes.”
“It wasn’t a succubus.” She went over to the bookcase and pulled out a DADA book from school that they had used in seventh year and flipped straight over to what information he needed. She handed him the book over to him, her finger pointing at the paragraph. “They are cousins of the dementors. There is no way you would have lived through the experience, whatever it was, if it had been a succubus.”
He visibly relaxed, but muttered, “But then, who was it?”
“Who?” she asked him, taking the book away from him and putting it back.
His head shot up. “No one! I got to get going. I’ll see you later.”
She watched him as he left, smiling to herself as she thought about what she would be doing to him next.
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Chapter One
They had been feeding Harry drinks for the majority of the night. Ginny had broken it off with him and had run off with a quidditch player from her own team—Helga Toast. This had shocked most to hear about it. About the only one that wasn’t shocked was Hermione, as for some unknown reason Ginny had thought she was gay and had hit on her more than once.
She watched as Harry took up another drink, looking over to Charlie who nodded towards the door leaving the house. Once outside of the house, he took her into his arms and kissed her hungrily.
“Mmm, pet, Bill is going to be out here in a moment. We need to speak,” he told her, nibbling her neck and jaw.
Bill was soon pressing up behind her, turning her head and kissing her mouth deeply. “Sweet minx,” Bill growled. “We need to speak.”
“Really?” she breathed unevenly. “Okay, but you two are going to have to stop and walk away. I can’t…Oh Merlin!” She gasped as Charlie’s mouth latched itself to her silk covered nipple.
“Shit,” Bill muttered. “Okay, we have to step away from her. Come on.” And pulled his brother away from the woman that had their total attention. “Getting Harry drunk all the time isn’t helping and you know it.”
“I told you that the first time you served him up a fire whiskey,” she stated.
“You did?” Charlie inquired.
“I didn’t have any clothes on at the time.”
The brothers chuckled as if to say that explained why they didn’t remember.
“Back to what we were talking about,” Hermione said. “So what are we supposed to do? It’s not like…” She stopped talking as they both looked over to her. “Why are you two looking to me like that?”
“We were thinking,” they said together.
“That you should, uh, give him your special treatment,” Bill went on to say.
“Are you mad?” she asked them. “You two are more than enough for me.”
“True,” Bill said. “But I’m going to have to go to Egypt for the next month and Charlie here…”
“I didn’t want to tell you this, love, but there is a new dragon find in China I have to check out,” he said. “And where I’m going, you can’t come.”
She bit her lower lip.
“We didn’t want to tell you this,” Bill told her. “The twins…”
“No!” she snapped. “They are too untrustworthy and you know it. You two should have told me!”
“It was last minute,” Charlie said, sounding upset. “Believe me when I say that we wouldn’t be leaving you if we didn’t have a choice. We have taken you along with us when we could. This time we can’t. I hate it.”
“As do I,” Bill said quietly. “Let Harry take care of you while you take care of him.” He went over to her, tilting her head up. “Please, Hermione?”
“And if he can take care of me?” she asked him. “What if I don’t need you anymore?” She pressed all the closer to Bill. “What if I don’t want you and you can’t move because you are so fucking hard you can’t think for it?”
Bill leaned his head down, pressing his mouth to her ear as he breathed, “Pet, if I thought for a single second that were true, I’d kill him now.” Kissing her ear, he turned on his heel and left.
Charlie went over to her, pulling her into his arms. “You know his temper always gets the best of him.” He kissed her mouth gently. “It always has.” He rested his forehead on hers. “It comes down to this, you belong to us. But we know what you are fighting. Go to him. We will understand…”
“What if afterwards we still need each other like I do you two?” she asked him.
“We will deal with that when we get there,” he murmured, kissing her forehead. “But I will understand.”
***
Harry stirred in the bed, feeling very groggy. The moment he moved, he felt skin next to him. Freezing he felt the person next to him moving, feeling a hand on his head. A moment later he felt two large firm breasts against his chest. He squeezed his eyes tightly. Oh Merlin, the woman was naked. He tried to open his eyes then only to discover that there was a blindfold on him.
“You’re tied up as well,” the woman said, in an unfamiliar low husky voice near his ear. Her lips kissed his ear gently. “Relax, Harry. I’m here to take care of you.”
He felt as her mouth went to his chest, nipping and licking at one of his nipples. She chuckled at the feel of him shuddering at her ministrations. Her mouth went to his other nipple, sucking on it gently and blew on it. A shiver went threw him and he felt himself getting hard.
“During the day,” she murmured, kissing her way down his body. “You’ll belong to whomever, but at night…” Her tongue licked up the underside of his erection. “You belong to me.”
***
Harry charged through Hermione’s floo, going straight over to her library. She had been drinking her coffee and had watched him. Where did he get the energy? She went over to where he was. He was looking at all the titles. Hermione could barely function as she stood there. She had fucked Harry hard all night long, keeping him from climaxing until the very end. When he did cum, he screamed and poured everything into her. She nearly shivered at the memory. As it was, she had to hide her smile behind the coffee mug she was sipping from.
“What are you doing?” she asked him and ended up yawning as she did so. “Harry, I was up all night doing research. It took me forever just to pick up. If you want help…”
“Succubus,” he said tightly. “I need a book on them.”
“A succubus?” She frowned. “Are you saying that you met up with a woman that used sex to suck your soul out of you?”
He stopped what he was doing and looked over to her. A deep blush crept over his cheeks. “Uh…”
“You don’t have to tell me anything,” she told him. “But let me just ask you a question just to establish if this is or is not a succubus.” When he nodded, she asked, “Are you currently among the living?”
“Yes.”
“It wasn’t a succubus.” She went over to the bookcase and pulled out a DADA book from school that they had used in seventh year and flipped straight over to what information he needed. She handed him the book over to him, her finger pointing at the paragraph. “They are cousins of the dementors. There is no way you would have lived through the experience, whatever it was, if it had been a succubus.”
He visibly relaxed, but muttered, “But then, who was it?”
“Who?” she asked him, taking the book away from him and putting it back.
His head shot up. “No one! I got to get going. I’ll see you later.”
She watched him as he left, smiling to herself as she thought about what she would be doing to him next.
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