May 31st: An Unconventional Love Story
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hp_may_madnessTitle: May 31st: An Unconventional Love Story
Characters or Pairing: Daphne/Astoria/Harry, Tracey
Word Count: 2063
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling incest
Challenge: None used
Author's Notes: We're a week into June, but here's the last chapter finally! This is a longer chapter, maybe the longest in the story, so hopefully that makes up for the delay at least a little bit.
"Think I'm done," Tracey said to herself. She took a final glance through the article and nodded in satisfaction. This was going to be a front page story for sure. It was going to be the best-selling issue the Daily Prophet had had in years, and it was going to be a huge boost for her career. Most importantly though, they were getting the true story about Daphne, Astoria and Harry's unique relationship out there before anyone else had a chance to poison the public against them.
She'd been very thorough in her interviews, and had really done all she could to ensure she appealed to every possible group. The Purebloods, who had the most natural dislike of Harry, would be mollified by the idea that he would be keeping one of "the old families" from dying out, and the formal, businesslike quotes Daphne's father had given really drove that point home. Hermione's interview and her thoughtful comments about how she'd reacted when she first learned about the relationship should appeal to those who might be uncomfortable with both the polygamy and the incest, the Muggleborn and others with strong Muggle ties chief among them.
The best interviews of all came from the three subjects. Tracey hadn't needed to embellish a thing, because their love and devotion to each other naturally shone through. In the end, this was a love story. A very unconventional one, true, but a love story all the same.
--
Harry had been given the day off by his boss after yesterday's events, and Astoria had only had to do a small amount of paperwork in the morning before having the afternoon off. She and her lover were making the most of their time together. They'd taken a bit of time to unpack and set up a few personal belongings she'd brought from her former flat, but most of the day had been spent making love in various positions throughout the house. After fearing she might lose him yesterday, she was feeling extra needy and possessive today. He didn't offer any complaints, but she doubted many heterosexual men would in his shoes, at least not once she'd provided a stamina potion so even his natural endurance wasn't sapped dry. He certainly hadn't objected when she interrupted his shower this morning to suck him off on the spot, or when they'd taken it to the bed after drying off, or when they'd had a nice long shag outdoors.
After yesterday's events, both of them were eager for the third member of their trio to get home from work so they could all have fun together. To ensure she did so as soon as possible, they'd actually conjured a bed near the front door so the very first thing she'd see was the two of them, naked and ready for her to join them.
--
Daphne hurried out of her office the moment her shift was over and Apparated directly onto her front doorstep. It had been very hard to leave her two lovers behind this morning, and she couldn't wait to return to them.
She opened the door, ready to call out her arrival, but immediately found that there was no need. Astoria smiled widely at her and continued to leisurely rock her hips as she rode Harry reverse cowgirl style.
"Welcome home, sis," she said. Her hips continued to gyrate, and Daphne's eyes tracked the movement of her breasts.
"I see you two have been having fun while I was out there earning money," she quipped. She started stripping out of her clothes, discarding items on the floor without care.
"Can you blame me?" Astoria asked. "You know you'd have done the same thing if I were the one who had to work."
"I guess I can't argue with that," Daphne admitted. She stopped watching her little sister riding her husband just long enough to slip her blouse off and unsnap her bra, leaving only her knickers to deal with.
"Of course you can't," came the smug reply. "Besides, we went to the trouble of conjuring this bed right in front of the door so you could join in as soon as you got home. Pretty nice of us, huh?"
"I think you're just horny and know that there are so many more possibilities with all three of us," Daphne said. Her sister laughed, but didn't deny the charge.
Daphne slid her knickers down and discarded them in the pile of clothing she'd left right in front of the door. She was suddenly reminded of an incident when she was fifteen and Tori tried to barge into her room uninvited, only to trip over some clothes Daphne had been too lazy to put away and land flat on her face. The memory made her chuckle, and the adult version of her sister cocked her head at her inquisitively.
"Something funny, Daphne?" her husband asked. She shook her head, then realized it was a rather useless gesture since he couldn't see her with her sister's body between them.
"Oh, it's nothing," she said. She cleared her throat, mentally banishing everything except for what was about to happen. "Okay, since I'm the one who's been dealing with splinches and exploded potions all day while you two have been shagging like rabbits, I think it's only fair if I'm in control now."
"You're almost always in control," Astoria grumbled. Daphne merely raised an eyebrow at her, and her sister backed down. "Fine," she said.
She started pulling herself off of Harry, but Daphne climbed onto the bed and held her in place by her shoulders. She leaned in and gave her little sister a kiss, which quickly turned into a snogging session as their lips stayed locked and their hands went exploring. She stuck her tongue into Astoria's mouth and fondled her breasts for several seconds before finally pulling back.
"You stay right where you are," she said, encouraging her sister to continue her ride. Astoria was more than happy to do exactly that. Her movements resumed as Daphne crawled further up the bed until she was kneeling next to Harry's head. His eyes, which had been glued to Astoria's backside as she bounced atop him, now turned their focus to his wife.
"Hi there," he said with a smile. She found herself somewhat touched that he was able to focus on greeting her even as her baby sister rode him. Daphne returned the smile, leaned in and gave him a kiss. While her kiss with Astoria moments earlier had been steamy and aggressive, this one was slow and tender.
"Hi yourself," she said after pulling back. "Did you have a fun afternoon with Tori?"
"I think you know the answer to that," he replied. "Your sister is even more insatiable than usual."
Daphne nodded. Privately she couldn't blame her sister. While she was always nervous whenever she knew Harry was going out into the field, she'd gotten better at managing it and not making herself sick with anxiety. But of course she'd panicked once Hermione burst in and told them about the fire. She'd been so afraid she was about to lose her husband, and when he'd returned to her, to them, she wanted to latch onto him and never let go.
It had taken extraordinary willpower for her to get dressed and go do her job this morning, when all she'd really wanted to do was stay in bed with her two lovers and spend the day celebrating the fact that they were still whole. She couldn't blame Astoria for not being able to pull away from Harry today. It wouldn't do to voice all of this out loud and spoil the mood, especially when she was the one who'd been waiting all day for some affection, so she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind.
"Yeah, it's not every day there's a bed in front of the door waiting for me when I get home," she said lightly. "I plan on testing the durability of this conjuration very soon."
"Oh? What did you have in mind?" Harry asked.
"You're going to fuck me as hard as you possibly can, and we're going to see if the bed can take it," she declared. Harry looked very eager to join her in her test, but someone else was worried about what this meant for her.
"You better not kick me off now after you just told me to keep going," Astoria said. "I'm so close!" Daphne couldn't see her expression since she was facing the other way, but she would bet money that she was pouting in that way little sisters always do when something doesn't go their way.
"Oh, don't worry, sis," Daphne said. "You keep right on going. Harry will take care of you."
"Thank you," Astoria said. Her bouncing became more urgent. She wasn't kidding about being close. But Daphne wasn't as concerned with her sister reaching yet another orgasm today as she was with having her first.
"He's also going to take care of me," she said. She swung her right leg over Harry's head so she was straddling his face, and he needed no further prompting. His hands gripped her bum, and he dove in. Daphne sighed when she felt her husband take his first lick. It hadn't even been 24 hours since he'd gone down on her, and it still felt like it had been far too long.
Astoria came with a scream that put the privacy wards around their home to the test. Fortunately for Daphne, Harry didn't allow himself to get distracted from the task at hand. He continued to work his magic with his lips and tongue, and one of his hands left her bum to join in the fun as well. He wasn't wasting any time. Maybe he was just as excited to get to the main event as she was?
While she had been concentrating on enjoying her husband's oral talents, Astoria had gotten off of him and crawled over to their side of the bed. She turned her big sister's head towards her, and Daphne gave her the kiss she sought. It quickly became just as heated as their first kiss of the evening, with Astoria fondling her sister's large chest while Daphne's hands worked their way up her little sister's long legs and settled on her arse.
--
On the Potters' back doorstep, Tracey debated with herself. Should she walk in, or come back later?
She'd knocked several times but received no answer. Part of her thought it would be better to give up, because there was no telling what she might walk in on. But this article was important to them, and Daphne had made it clear that she should bring it over for them to have a look at as soon as she was satisfied with it. Besides, it wasn't like she didn't already know exactly what the three of them got up to.
Her decision made, she turned the knob and entered. She walked through the empty kitchen, pausing when she heard noises close by. It was obvious what was going on. The polite thing to do would've been to keep a respectful distance, and perhaps put up a charm so she couldn't hear them going at it.
That would've been the polite thing, but that didn't mean it was what she was going to do. She couldn't resist tiptoeing through the corridor and taking a peek around the corner.
She'd stumbled in on Harry and Daphne once, and there was that time with the sisters at the Firebolt event, but this was the first glimpse she'd had at all three of them together. For some reason they'd set up a bed by the front door. Daphne was on her back and getting fucked hard by Harry. Even from here, Tracey could easily hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh with every thrust. Astoria was on the bed as well, kneeling at an awkward angle so she could suck on her big sister's large breasts.
Tracey stared for longer than was really necessary, then turned around and quietly returned to the kitchen to make herself some tea while she waited. This particular story wasn't fit for the Prophet, but she had a feeling it was going to feature prominently in her mind tonight.
Characters or Pairing: Daphne/Astoria/Harry, Tracey
Word Count: 2063
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sibling incest
Challenge: None used
Author's Notes: We're a week into June, but here's the last chapter finally! This is a longer chapter, maybe the longest in the story, so hopefully that makes up for the delay at least a little bit.
"Think I'm done," Tracey said to herself. She took a final glance through the article and nodded in satisfaction. This was going to be a front page story for sure. It was going to be the best-selling issue the Daily Prophet had had in years, and it was going to be a huge boost for her career. Most importantly though, they were getting the true story about Daphne, Astoria and Harry's unique relationship out there before anyone else had a chance to poison the public against them.
She'd been very thorough in her interviews, and had really done all she could to ensure she appealed to every possible group. The Purebloods, who had the most natural dislike of Harry, would be mollified by the idea that he would be keeping one of "the old families" from dying out, and the formal, businesslike quotes Daphne's father had given really drove that point home. Hermione's interview and her thoughtful comments about how she'd reacted when she first learned about the relationship should appeal to those who might be uncomfortable with both the polygamy and the incest, the Muggleborn and others with strong Muggle ties chief among them.
The best interviews of all came from the three subjects. Tracey hadn't needed to embellish a thing, because their love and devotion to each other naturally shone through. In the end, this was a love story. A very unconventional one, true, but a love story all the same.
--
Harry had been given the day off by his boss after yesterday's events, and Astoria had only had to do a small amount of paperwork in the morning before having the afternoon off. She and her lover were making the most of their time together. They'd taken a bit of time to unpack and set up a few personal belongings she'd brought from her former flat, but most of the day had been spent making love in various positions throughout the house. After fearing she might lose him yesterday, she was feeling extra needy and possessive today. He didn't offer any complaints, but she doubted many heterosexual men would in his shoes, at least not once she'd provided a stamina potion so even his natural endurance wasn't sapped dry. He certainly hadn't objected when she interrupted his shower this morning to suck him off on the spot, or when they'd taken it to the bed after drying off, or when they'd had a nice long shag outdoors.
After yesterday's events, both of them were eager for the third member of their trio to get home from work so they could all have fun together. To ensure she did so as soon as possible, they'd actually conjured a bed near the front door so the very first thing she'd see was the two of them, naked and ready for her to join them.
--
Daphne hurried out of her office the moment her shift was over and Apparated directly onto her front doorstep. It had been very hard to leave her two lovers behind this morning, and she couldn't wait to return to them.
She opened the door, ready to call out her arrival, but immediately found that there was no need. Astoria smiled widely at her and continued to leisurely rock her hips as she rode Harry reverse cowgirl style.
"Welcome home, sis," she said. Her hips continued to gyrate, and Daphne's eyes tracked the movement of her breasts.
"I see you two have been having fun while I was out there earning money," she quipped. She started stripping out of her clothes, discarding items on the floor without care.
"Can you blame me?" Astoria asked. "You know you'd have done the same thing if I were the one who had to work."
"I guess I can't argue with that," Daphne admitted. She stopped watching her little sister riding her husband just long enough to slip her blouse off and unsnap her bra, leaving only her knickers to deal with.
"Of course you can't," came the smug reply. "Besides, we went to the trouble of conjuring this bed right in front of the door so you could join in as soon as you got home. Pretty nice of us, huh?"
"I think you're just horny and know that there are so many more possibilities with all three of us," Daphne said. Her sister laughed, but didn't deny the charge.
Daphne slid her knickers down and discarded them in the pile of clothing she'd left right in front of the door. She was suddenly reminded of an incident when she was fifteen and Tori tried to barge into her room uninvited, only to trip over some clothes Daphne had been too lazy to put away and land flat on her face. The memory made her chuckle, and the adult version of her sister cocked her head at her inquisitively.
"Something funny, Daphne?" her husband asked. She shook her head, then realized it was a rather useless gesture since he couldn't see her with her sister's body between them.
"Oh, it's nothing," she said. She cleared her throat, mentally banishing everything except for what was about to happen. "Okay, since I'm the one who's been dealing with splinches and exploded potions all day while you two have been shagging like rabbits, I think it's only fair if I'm in control now."
"You're almost always in control," Astoria grumbled. Daphne merely raised an eyebrow at her, and her sister backed down. "Fine," she said.
She started pulling herself off of Harry, but Daphne climbed onto the bed and held her in place by her shoulders. She leaned in and gave her little sister a kiss, which quickly turned into a snogging session as their lips stayed locked and their hands went exploring. She stuck her tongue into Astoria's mouth and fondled her breasts for several seconds before finally pulling back.
"You stay right where you are," she said, encouraging her sister to continue her ride. Astoria was more than happy to do exactly that. Her movements resumed as Daphne crawled further up the bed until she was kneeling next to Harry's head. His eyes, which had been glued to Astoria's backside as she bounced atop him, now turned their focus to his wife.
"Hi there," he said with a smile. She found herself somewhat touched that he was able to focus on greeting her even as her baby sister rode him. Daphne returned the smile, leaned in and gave him a kiss. While her kiss with Astoria moments earlier had been steamy and aggressive, this one was slow and tender.
"Hi yourself," she said after pulling back. "Did you have a fun afternoon with Tori?"
"I think you know the answer to that," he replied. "Your sister is even more insatiable than usual."
Daphne nodded. Privately she couldn't blame her sister. While she was always nervous whenever she knew Harry was going out into the field, she'd gotten better at managing it and not making herself sick with anxiety. But of course she'd panicked once Hermione burst in and told them about the fire. She'd been so afraid she was about to lose her husband, and when he'd returned to her, to them, she wanted to latch onto him and never let go.
It had taken extraordinary willpower for her to get dressed and go do her job this morning, when all she'd really wanted to do was stay in bed with her two lovers and spend the day celebrating the fact that they were still whole. She couldn't blame Astoria for not being able to pull away from Harry today. It wouldn't do to voice all of this out loud and spoil the mood, especially when she was the one who'd been waiting all day for some affection, so she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind.
"Yeah, it's not every day there's a bed in front of the door waiting for me when I get home," she said lightly. "I plan on testing the durability of this conjuration very soon."
"Oh? What did you have in mind?" Harry asked.
"You're going to fuck me as hard as you possibly can, and we're going to see if the bed can take it," she declared. Harry looked very eager to join her in her test, but someone else was worried about what this meant for her.
"You better not kick me off now after you just told me to keep going," Astoria said. "I'm so close!" Daphne couldn't see her expression since she was facing the other way, but she would bet money that she was pouting in that way little sisters always do when something doesn't go their way.
"Oh, don't worry, sis," Daphne said. "You keep right on going. Harry will take care of you."
"Thank you," Astoria said. Her bouncing became more urgent. She wasn't kidding about being close. But Daphne wasn't as concerned with her sister reaching yet another orgasm today as she was with having her first.
"He's also going to take care of me," she said. She swung her right leg over Harry's head so she was straddling his face, and he needed no further prompting. His hands gripped her bum, and he dove in. Daphne sighed when she felt her husband take his first lick. It hadn't even been 24 hours since he'd gone down on her, and it still felt like it had been far too long.
Astoria came with a scream that put the privacy wards around their home to the test. Fortunately for Daphne, Harry didn't allow himself to get distracted from the task at hand. He continued to work his magic with his lips and tongue, and one of his hands left her bum to join in the fun as well. He wasn't wasting any time. Maybe he was just as excited to get to the main event as she was?
While she had been concentrating on enjoying her husband's oral talents, Astoria had gotten off of him and crawled over to their side of the bed. She turned her big sister's head towards her, and Daphne gave her the kiss she sought. It quickly became just as heated as their first kiss of the evening, with Astoria fondling her sister's large chest while Daphne's hands worked their way up her little sister's long legs and settled on her arse.
--
On the Potters' back doorstep, Tracey debated with herself. Should she walk in, or come back later?
She'd knocked several times but received no answer. Part of her thought it would be better to give up, because there was no telling what she might walk in on. But this article was important to them, and Daphne had made it clear that she should bring it over for them to have a look at as soon as she was satisfied with it. Besides, it wasn't like she didn't already know exactly what the three of them got up to.
Her decision made, she turned the knob and entered. She walked through the empty kitchen, pausing when she heard noises close by. It was obvious what was going on. The polite thing to do would've been to keep a respectful distance, and perhaps put up a charm so she couldn't hear them going at it.
That would've been the polite thing, but that didn't mean it was what she was going to do. She couldn't resist tiptoeing through the corridor and taking a peek around the corner.
She'd stumbled in on Harry and Daphne once, and there was that time with the sisters at the Firebolt event, but this was the first glimpse she'd had at all three of them together. For some reason they'd set up a bed by the front door. Daphne was on her back and getting fucked hard by Harry. Even from here, Tracey could easily hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh with every thrust. Astoria was on the bed as well, kneeling at an awkward angle so she could suck on her big sister's large breasts.
Tracey stared for longer than was really necessary, then turned around and quietly returned to the kitchen to make herself some tea while she waited. This particular story wasn't fit for the Prophet, but she had a feeling it was going to feature prominently in her mind tonight.