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Chapter #46: A secret worth keeping?

Harry and Hermione got back to Hogwarts after an evening full of fun with Fleur and Rosmerta, never in her life Hermione thought she could experiment with a woman and yet, this evening she did it with two, she was starting to see the light about Harry’s reasoning to have multiple women, he has unsatiable, he managed to satisfy all of them and yet he was still willing to continue.

However, Hermione, Fleur, and Rosmerta had other things to do, so they couldn’t continue with their escapade. That's why Harry and Hermione decided to go back to Hogwarts together. They were smiling the whole time, and then, when they entered the school, they were greeted by two witches.

Harry was looking at them with interest. He recognized Daphne and Tracey; he was curious to know what the issue was all about; maybe they were going to mock them for being Muggleborn? Maybe they were going to try their spellcasting on them; if that were the case, Harry was more than ready to counterattack.

“Miss Greengrass, Miss Davis, what did we do to deserve the pleasure of being greeted by you two?” Asked Harry sarcastically.

The two witches huffed.

“You’re not going to keep that arrogant tone forever, Dursley,” Tracey started.

“What are you talking about? If you excuse us, we have important things to take care of,” Hermione rolled her eyes.

“Granger… Stop now, unless you want us to spill your secret to the whole school,” Daphne spoke this time.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other with perplexed expressions. In the end, they could only sigh.

“Fine… What can we do for you?” Hermione asked, annoyed.

“Oh, not here,” Daphne and Tracey took them to another private room in the bar that was next to Three Broomsticks.

They were looking at Harry and Hermione as if they were their toys. Tracey and Daphne were having fun as they took their time; Harry and Hermione could only look at each other with confusion written all over their faces.

“So… What secret are you guys talking about spilling that we should be worried about?” Asked Harry as he scratched the back of his head.

Tracey giggled.

“Oh, nothing important, just the fact that the school’s loser Harry Dursley is dating the school’s pride Hermione Granger and also… Turns out that the two of them are a pair of degenerates who like to have orgies during their weekends,” Daphne said without a hint of shame.

Harry and Hermione were surprised to hear those words.

“Wow… That’s a very nice thought, it makes me glad that you guys think I’m dating Hermione, but that’s not the truth, we’re just friends… Very good friends, best friends forever, right?” Asked Harry to the brown-haired witch.

Hermione nodded with a calm expression, which wasn’t a lie per se.

“Well, then let’s see what the school thinks when they see this!” Tracey showed them a small vial.

“A vial? But—” Harry said with fake confusion, but internally, he knew what the vial contained.

“It’s not a normal vial, the content inside is a memory… A memory of you two and Fleur Delacour having sex!” Daphne declared.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other with disappointed expressions.

“You were spying on us? That’s very rude of you girls,” Hermione scolded them.

“Oh no, you have no ground to stand to talk about morality, Granger, you two are the ones in the wrong, not us!” Tracey said with a flustered expression.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, realizing that no matter what they said, the two women would never be satisfied. Hermione then whispered something in Harry’s ear before she got on her feet.

“Granger, where are you going?” Asked Daphne, not so happy.

“As I said, I have a lot of important things to do, have fun with Harry,” Hermione smiled at them.

“Have fun? What are you talking about?” Daphne asked, confused.

“Oh, come on, stop pretending, I know what you two want… You want Harry’s big cock inside you, right? Don’t worry, Harry loves to fuck and has a lot of energy to spare as long as it’s about sex,” Hermione finally was on the door. “See you, have fun, you three,” she finally left the place.

Daphne and Tracey didn’t know how to feel. Granger was right; they wanted to have sex with Harry. However, they wanted the satisfaction of breaking Granger’s heart by stealing her boyfriend, but it turns out that they were nothing but friends with benefits.

“What do we do now, Daph?” Asked Tracey, the victory felt a little bittersweet now.

“Well… That’s what we wanted, right? We wanted his huge cock…” Daphne couldn’t help but stare at Harry; her eyes were mostly focused on his crotch.

However, the rest of his body was hard to ignore, too.

“So… Are you two interested or not?” Asked Harry, a bit worried, thinking that maybe Hermione was wrong about the situation.

This situation was truly strange. Just a few days ago, Greengrass was stalking him, and now here she was with her best friend; the fact that they hadn’t left or insulted him meant that they were seriously considering the proposal.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, I mean, you’ve been going for hours with Granger, Rosmerta, and Fleur Delacour,” Daphne tried to keep her composure.

“That’s not a problem, I feel that I have more than enough energy to last for another two hours at least, I think I can make you two feel good,” Harry declared with a smirk.

Now those words hit a sweet spot in the witches' minds; they were being underestimated, which meant that they should fight back, and the way they would fight would be by showing him that they weren't easy to dominate.

“Daphne… Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Asked Tracey with a smirk.

“Yes, Tracey, I know,” the blonde smirked too.

Then she looked at Harry with a calm expression.

“Very well, Dursley, but you’d better not disappoint us, or the school will know how bad you are when it comes to sex, it doesn’t matter if you have a huge cock or not—” Daphne couldn’t continue as Harry suddenly decided to get rid of his clothes.

Both she and Tracey were surprised by the way his body looked; it was so attractive, they couldn’t help but think about the statues of the Greek gods they’d seen in the books of history of magic.

“Wow… It’s real!” Tracey said as she stared at his huge cock, which was still flaccid.

“That’s really interesting,” Daphne admitted with a blush, and Harry couldn’t stop himself from smirking.

This evening was getting better and better, just when he thought that he wasn’t going to be able to fully satisfy his desires, two horny witches decided to land in his life so they could have lots of fun. The two witches couldn’t contain themselves any longer, and soon, they were already on their knees.

Harry was surprised by how fast they moved, and soon, they weren’t only on their knees, but they were caressing his shaft and his balls. The way their hands felt was so amazing; those were the delicate hands and fingers of a pair of pureblood witches.

“So… What do you think? Do you think you can take the challenge, or is my cock too big for you?” Harry taunted them.

He knew his cock could drive them mad; however, instead of regretting their decision to do this, Daphne and Tracey smirked. They were ready to face anything.