[NEW STORY!] Joining the fun #1 (Harry/Astoria/Narcissa) (Patreon)

Summary: Narcissa suspects her son’s girlfriend is cheating on him, and she was right, but when she found Astoria having fun with Harry Potter, she couldn’t help but want to join in the fun too. Will they let her?

Pairing: Harry/Astoria/Narcissa.

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Chapter #1: Caught in the act?

Narcissa Black couldn’t believe it. Her suspicions had been confirmed; she found her son’s girlfriend in the room she shared with Draco, having sex with Harry Potter, she couldn’t believe it; she suspected that Astoria had been cheating on her son for some time, but she never expected she would do it with her son’s greatest enemy, Harry Potter.

But how did she find this? Well, to answer that question, we need to go back in time. Precisely, a week ago, she was having a meeting with her son and his girlfriend. Lucius was dead from natural causes; he got what Muggles call a "stroke." The lifestyle he had lived wasn’t healthy, but for Merlin’s sake, he wasn’t even fifty by the time of his death.

However, there weren’t many shed tears for the man; he was the one who ruined their lives during the war two years ago. He was the one who brought Voldemort and his followers into their home, an ancient place that stood tall and firm for centuries, but that had to be destroyed because the memories were too painful.

Draco distanced himself from his father, while Narcissa just gave him the cold shoulder. There’s no way to end their marriage until a few hours ago. Narcissa was really unlucky because divorce was approved after his death, after Granger’s countless efforts to give witches more rights, which is why Narcissa didn’t leave Lucius; she couldn’t.

Still, that didn’t mean that just because she couldn't get divorced, she was going to keep being the dutiful wife. She decided to spend less and less time with her husband. He tried to fix their relationship, but his actions during the war killed their relationship, and so, like a spoiled brat when he wasn’t given what he was asking for.

He tried to manipulate her and Draco by becoming an alcoholic; he was trying to guilt-trip them into believing that it was his fault that he was a heavy drinker, gambler, and was seeing prostitutes; however, neither Narcissa nor Draco fell for that trap. Neither of them wished him harm, but they limited their contact with him.

Draco decided to be merciful a couple of weeks ago and begged his father to fix his life. It was embarrassing to see in the newspaper what Lucius did on his drunk nights, which took place every night these days, and so, Lucius tried to change, but instead of changing for his own good, he tried to use his recovery to make Narcissa forgive him, but it didn’t work. Still, she wished him luck.

However, in the end, his lifestyle took a toll on him, and so, one day, Narcissa woke up to find him holding a bottle of firewhisky that hadn’t been opened because Lucius had died on the spot. She felt conflicted while Draco felt sad and disappointed; still, there were no shed tears; however, this now meant that Draco had become the new lord Malfoy.

“I can’t wait for us to finally get married; you’re going to buy me everything I want, right, dear?” Asked Astoria, Draco’s girlfriend.

She should’ve been comforting Draco, and yet, she was thinking about the inheritance and everything she was going to buy. Narcissa didn’t know why, but she didn’t like this woman. They had been dating for a few months, and yet, she was really delusional if she believed that she could become Lady Malfoy.

“Yes, dear,” her son said happily.

Narcissa couldn’t believe what her son was doing; he was practically begging her to take advantage of his generosity.

“Astoria, can you—” Draco couldn’t continue.

“Oh, sorry,” she said as she took out one of those mirror phones.

Harry Potter and his friend Hermione Granger released this magical artifact for communication; people can call each other and do other things, like play games. Apparently, they based it on a muggle phone, but they added more things; this stuff was too complicated for Narcissa.

“I’m sorry, baby, I need to pick this call,” Astoria said as she got up.

She fixed her short red dress and soon, her tall heels clicked the marble floor as she left the room. Narcissa couldn’t believe it; her son needed support after his father's death, and that woman didn’t even care.

“I’ll bring more tea,” Narcissa said as she got up and grabbed the tea utensils.

She only used that as an excuse to follow Astoria; she tried to be as sneaky as possible, and then, she heard the giggling.

“I can’t stop thinking about you and your big thing, baby,” said Astoria with a tone full of desire.

Narcissa couldn’t believe it; however, her surprise caused her to make a wrong move that caused one of the teacups to fall on the floor and break, which caught Astoria’s attention.

“Uh… I’ll call you later,” Astoria said as she ended the call. “Narcissa… Are you okay?” Astoria asked as she grabbed her wand and repaired the cup.

“Uh, yes, thank you, dear,” the older witch managed to say nervously.

The two of them were nervous, so they remained silent and soon parted ways. Narcissa went for more tea, and Astoria went back with Draco. After that, the funeral was a dull event; Astoria decided to leave before Lucius was buried.

“I’m sorry, I need to see my friend,” Astoria told him, and Draco nodded. She gave him a quick peck and then left the ceremony.

After the funeral, Narcissa decided to talk with her son; he needed to know what his girlfriend was doing behind his back. He was just too good for her, or so Narcissa believed.

“Draco… I don’t know if you've noticed, but… There’s something strange about Astoria,” Narcissa told her son.

The blonde man remained silent for a few moments, and then he sighed.

“What is it, mother?” He asked a bit worried.

“Well… She’s not a proper pureblood lady, if you know what I mean,” Narcissa tried to make him understand.

They didn’t believe in blood supremacy anymore, but the rules of the Malfoy house were clear: the heir needed to marry a proper pureblood lady.

“I know… She’s different from the rest, that’s why I love her, and I want to spend the rest of my days with her,” Draco declared with a smirk. “I know it doesn’t look like it, mother, but she does a lot of things for me. I can’t imagine my life without her,” Draco assured his mother.

Narcissa couldn’t help but sigh. She couldn’t find a way to tell her son that his girlfriend was cheating on him without causing a stir, so she decided to let it go for now. She was going to get enough evidence to prove that she was cheating on him, even if that’s the last thing she did in her life.

The next day, Draco and his girlfriend moved in with her, and at the first dinner they shared, Narcissa decided to speak.

“Draco, you need to grieve properly; that’s why I’m taking you to a grieving club. The two of us need to process everything, even if we hadn't been on good terms with Lucius for some time,” Narcissa sighed.

“Uh… Do I have to go? I mean, I wasn’t close to Lucius, and this seems like a very private thing,” Astoria said, a bit annoyed.

“I’m sorry, Astoria, but you’ll have to stay. It’s a family situation, you know?” Astoria’s face lit up after hearing Narcissa’s words.

“Mother are—” Draco was stopped by Astoria.

“It’s alright, dear, take your time, I’ll try to find a way to kill time,” Astoria declared.

And so, that day came, Draco and Narcissa left; however, a few hours later, Narcissa decided to come back and surprise Astoria with her lover. She was planning to record everything. When she arrived, she heard moans; it seemed like she was doing it with her lover in an open room; she was shameless.

Narcissa moved slowly; each step was torture, and then, she finally did it. She found Astoria on all fours being fucked by none other than Harry Potter, and Narcissa was completely stunned not only because of the scene but because she couldn’t deny that Harry Potter looked amazing.

She couldn’t stop staring at his body and his cock, the thing was huge, and yet, Astoria was able to take him with ease. She knew she needed to record this with her mirror phone and get away, but she couldn’t stop staring at the scene.

“Spying is bad, Narcissa, you know that, right?” Harry Potter suddenly asked.

Narcissa’s eyes widened; she had no way of escape now. She knew she had no excuse to watch Harry Potter's amazing body, but she couldn't help herself.