|springsmutfairy (springsmutfairy) wrote in hp_springsmut,|
@ 2008-03-23 00:01:00
|Entry tags:||fic, harry/ron/hermione, het, slash|
Happy Springsmut, sweet_lemmon!
Title: Three is a magic number
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: “We?” Harry didn’t think his voice could even get up into that range. “As in both of you? At the same time?”
Warnings: EWE, and PWP.
Word Count: 1, 425
Author's Notes: I’d like to thank my betas for once again helping me through my computer problems, the mods for also dealing with my problems.
Harry couldn’t breathe; there were too many people starring at him, wanting him to react so badly he could taste it. He put on a brave face as everyone turned away from him after a few moments. He tried to calm his breathing as he listened to the other guest at the party congratulate the happy couple. He felt a weird tense pressure build up in his back as everyone kept shooting odd glances at him. Harry waited a few moments clenching his fists before departing the party and walking out into the back lawn. Harry could have laughed as he felt the rain fall down on his head heavily. He walked off the deck and sat down on the wet grass trying to calm his breathing.
“You alright, mate?” Harry didn’t need to look up to know Ron was sitting next to him.
“Fine,” Harry lied, not looking away from the door of the building in front of him.
“You sure?” Hermione asked from his other side as her hand rubbed his back with her hand.
“Yes.” Harry said nodding his head slowly.
“Liar.” Ron pushed his shoulders against Harry’s. “You ran out of the meeting like the building was on fire.”
“…It’s too much.” Harry said looking down at his hands.
“Which part? The bit of everyone was talking about their favorite rumor about what we were doing last year, or the part where Neville reenacted slicing off-”
“Was it Ginny and Luna’s announcement?” Hermione said as she pushed Ron’s face with her hand playfully.
“I don’t really care about Ginny anymore, I’m glad she’s happy, but the fact that they have to bring it up in front of everyone was just…” Harry closed his eyes trying to form the words in his mind. “It just brings everyone’s attention that I’m alone.”
“Don’t be an idiot. You have us.”
“It’s not the same. You’re my friends.” Harry leaned his head against Hermione’s shoulder as she continued to rub his back.
“Well, it could be different.” Hermione’s voice was slow, as if trying not to frighten him off.
“Different?” Harry opened his eyes and looked up at Hermione to see her shoot a glance at Ron.
“The thing is…” Ron cleared his throat. “Hermione and I have been talking about it...”
“Come again?” Harry asked raising his eyebrow slightly.
“We love you, always have.” Hermione said slowly as if he was being extremely slow.
“We?” Harry didn’t think his voice could even get up into that range. “As in both of you? At the same time?”
“Three has always been a magic number, Harry.” Hermione said softly. Harry turned his head to look over at her to see her entire face a bright red as she tugged nervously at her jumper.
“You’re just taking a piss, right?” Harry felt his stomach twitch uncomfortably as he looked between his two friends. “You can’t be implying what I think you’re implying.”
“I’ve had a crush on you since first year.” Ron laughed slightly. “Hermione started to fancy you third year. We’ve done everything else together, why not this too?”
“This is…” Harry barely got the words out as he felt Hermione’s lips brush against his neck softly. He closed his eyes feeling a rush of heat roll down his body pooling in his cock. Harry had dreamed about something like this happening before, but had never even thought that it might happen. He felt Hermione lift his shirt over his head and continue to kiss down from his neck.
“A little weird, we know.” Ron said softly, Harry had to force himself to open his eyes and look at Ron who hadn’t moved from sitting next to him.
“If you’re not okay with this just say so, we’ll stop.” Hermione whispered as she guided him to lie down in the grass.
“I do,” Harry heard his voice and was surprises by the utter breathless quality it had. Harry closed his eyes as his he felt her mouth move off his body and he felt his jeans unbuttoned and pulled off his body. “I have wanted this, but what if someone sees?”
“You can still say no, Harry.” Hermione said brushing a finger down his chest. Harry sat up looking at his best friends smiling at him.
“I’m sure.” Hermione smiled shyly as she took Harry’s cock in her hand and she licked gently at the head of his cock. Hermione slowly took Harry into her mouth and he felt her teeth brush his cock softly. Harry entwined his fingers into her hair as she went all the way down to the base of his cock letting out a pleasant little hum that ran all the way up his body. He heard Ron groaning and tore his eyes away from what Hermione was doing to see Ron thrusting into Hermione. Harry knew he should feel like this was wrong but somehow he couldn’t picture doing this with anyone else. Harry almost felt as if he was floating above his own body watching the event unfold.
“Fuck, fuck, Fuck!” Ron had squeezed his eyes shut and was making that weird whining Harry had heard in the dorm room late at night. Harry felt his own climax coming soon as Hermione made an odd noise as she cupped his balls. Harry couldn’t help, couldn’t breathe as his body seemed to take over and he came.
“That was just…wow.” Harry breathed as Hermione lifted her mouth off of his cock. Hermione blushed deeply and smiled up at him.
“Wow pretty much covers it, doesn’t it?” Ron said smiling at Harry lopsidedly. “There are a couple more things we could try, you know.”
“Like what?” Harry asked quietly as the rain continued to mist down on them.
“Here,” Hermione said, drawing a wand from Ron’s discarded pants and handed it to him. “Harry, I’ve been doing some research about this and…”
“She has. I’ve seen the books.” Ron said from behind Hermione as he tapped the wand against his erection. The simple thought of Hermione reading some kind of erotic handbook brought it back to life.
“I want to try something, alright?” Hermione grabbed onto Harry’s shoulders. “Just trust me, okay?”
“Oh,” Harry whimpered as Hermione’s vagina lowered on to his cock.
“MERLIN!” Hermione whispered into his ear and he felt his entire body heat up at her touch. He had thrust into her and felt her muscles tighten around him. He grabbed onto her hips and pushed her up slightly as he angled himself into her again, wanting to hear more urgent whispers in his ear.
Harry wasn’t sure why this was something to be researched until he felt Ron’s hand on top of his as he watched--felt--Ron enter her bum. Part of Harry wanted to stop what was going on right there. He wasn’t gay, not that he was aware of, although he hadn’t known he’d been a Horcrux either, had he? Harry loved Hermione. He loved Ron, in a way--he had wondered about the meaning of the second task--but this seemed to be pushing the bounders of their friendship.
Hermione nibbled on his ear and clenched around him, as if to reassure him that it was alright. As he began to thrust in again he could feel Ron’s cock jumping inside of her bum through the thin membrane separating the two passages. Harry felt Ron’s huge hands clench over his own; together they kept Hermione still as they began to move together inside of her.
Hermione screamed as they began to find a rhythm together, thrusting up into her, front and back. Hermione flung her head against Ron’s shoulder, her chest against Harry’s. She was flush from her nipples up, and a string of most un-Hermione-like obscenity spewed from her mouth. “Fuck, oh…fuck!”
“Oh god, oh god!” Harry screamed as he and Ron slammed into her from either side. She pulled Harry’s hands from her hips up to her breasts. Ron’s cock thrusting along the length of Harry’s own, he could feel Hermione squeezing him tight, pulsing. Ron let out a choked scream as first he poured into Hermione, the feeling of it sent Harry and Hermione both over the edge as well. Breathless, slick, they collapsed.
“I’m sorry.” Harry said softly after he caught his breath.
“For what?” Hermione asked breathing heavily.
“Every time I tried to talk you out of researching.” Harry’s softening cock twitched, triggering another spasm through Hermione, followed by a giggle from Ron.
“I know what you mean, mate.” Ron said smiling at Harry. “There is a lot of interesting stuff in those books, you know.”
“We’ll have to show them to you.” Hermione grinned shyly. “Although people may have noticed we’re missing…”
“Party was boring anyways.” Harry rolled his eyes.
Maybe three was the magic number