Fantasy or reality? #9 (Harry/Fleur/Daphne) (Patreon)

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Chapter #9: Obsession.

It’s been a few days since he spoke with his mother, and since then, every night after he makes love to his wives, Harry goes to his study, where he’s theorizing and investigating his current situation in this universe.

“Someone must know!” Harry said with a serious expression.

It has become his new obsession; he wants to find the truth about what truly happened because, apparently, he can remember things vividly, things that didn’t happen in this life. This was no déjà vu; this was something more, and he needed to find what it was.

“I think I’m going insane,” Harry said, completely defeated before he rested on the floor of the room. He was staring at the ceiling. There were many questions and so few answers.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes for a while. He was going to continue with his investigation later; he just needed five minutes of rest. He had barely able to properly sleep since he visited his mother, but then, those five minutes turned into a complete sleep; it seems like he finally succumbed to the whims of Morpheus.

In his dream, he saw nothing but blackness; it was like he was trapped in a box, but little by little, more things started to appear in place. If he could be honest, it surely reminded him of a game just loading assets; there was a lot of lag, apparently.

Little by little, the sky turned grey; it seemed past the twilight hour or maybe close to dawn, it was hard to tell, and then, more things started to appear: first a forest, then a castle he recognized, it was Hogwarts castle, and he was standing in the front yard, he knew where he was.

“I did it…” Harry said enthusiastically as he stared at the figure of Lord Voldemort on the floor.

He was dead, finally, he was gone, there was no way for him to come back, his horcruxes were finished, and when he wanted to look back at his friends, who for sure were waiting for him, his eyes widened, there was no sign of life apart from his own, there were only dead bodies.

“What the… No, it can’t be!” Harry was on the verge of tears.

But then, he started to see something weird; everything was distorting, his vision was shaking, it was like an earthquake, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. There was no earthquake, and in fact, when he took out his glasses, he was surprised to see things going back to normal.

However, he then heard a maniacal laugh, and when he turned back, he saw a strange female figure in dark robes but before he could fully see who was laughing everything disappeared, it was like an entity decided to turn off the universe and then, what he saw was his mother’s tired face on a hospital, it was clear this new memory was from the day he was born.

However, Harry couldn’t see more because he suddenly opened his eyes. He awoke with a feeling of dread and fear; it surely reminded him of those days when he used to dream about falling off a bicycle. However, he decided not to waste time, and soon, he ran to pick up his diary and write everything he saw in the dream.

However, the most important thing was to preserve that memory, so he quickly grabbed a vial to save the memory; he needed to save this memory, he knew it would be the key to solving this mystery.

“I knew it… I knew I wasn’t going crazy; it was obvious something happened in his original reality, maybe a demon, an entity, or something else decided that the universe needed a reset, I don't know who did it, but it's clear that my original universe was sabotaged by someone, the world was destroyed and reshaped for some reason,” Harry said with a smirk on his face.

He felt validated, it was sad because he was alone in this, even though he trusted his wives and loved them alongside his family and friends, he couldn’t tell anyone about this.

The reaction is going to be awful; either they accept that something is wrong with this reality that will shatter everything they believe in, or they think of him as insane. Neither of those options sounded good for Harry, so he needed to solve this mystery by himself.

“Harry!” He heard two voices say before knocking.

He was about to mutter something, however he suddenly looked at the clock on the wall and realized that it was time to get to work.

“Fleur… Daphne, sorry, I’m on my way!” He said with a fake happy tone.

With a flick of his wand, he managed to clean the mess. He knew his wives would never let him forget the mess he made of the room if they found out about it. He fixed his clothes and quickly got out once everything was clean.

“Hey!” He said before pecking their lips.

“We were worried because we didn’t find you in bed… We know you love to read your manga and comics late at night, but you should head back once you finish, sleeping without you is not the same!” Daphne said in a concerned tone.

“Yeah, I know those stories are great, but we can’t allow ourselves to sleep without you… What if we have nightmares without you in bed?” Fleur questioned as if it were the most important thing in the world.

Harry remained silent, but then he started to chuckle. He sighed and smiled.

“Okay…” He said in a calm tone.

“Okay?” Both women questioned him.

They were expecting him to argue and give his argument about why he was right; it seems like the Harry of this universe loves to argue.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, it’s just that… It’s been a tiring week, and I haven't found time to read… I guess I got too immersed last night. I’m sorry for worrying you,” Harry said with a calm expression.

Fleur and Daphne shared a strange look; however, they were happy their husband was starting to understand their concerns, so in the end, they nodded.

“So… Now that I’m awake and that I have some free time…” Harry started with a smirk.

“Yeah?” Fleur questioned with a smirk.

“Go on,” Daphne encouraged him with a serious expression, but she was amused internally.

They knew where this was going; they were so used to this, but it’s not like they were angry or disgusted at what was coming.

“Well, I have some time before going to work…So, would you like to take a shower with me?” He suggested, and then, they shared a smile.

A few minutes later…

“Yes, Harry!” Fleur said as she was being fucked from behind.

Harry had her pinned against the wall, and Daphne was in the same position as she was; they were standing next to each other, and Harry was alternating between them. He trusted ten times in one, and then he switched to the other and did the same thing; the moans were getting louder and louder.

Luckily, the two witches shared a kiss, and that was enough to silence the sounds of pleasure they were letting out. Their bodies were completely soaked as the water from the shower fell over their bodies.

Harry truly knew how to deal with his wives; he made them worry, so he knew he had to redeem himself. What better way to do that than by making them experience an orgasm just at the start of the day?