Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Harry Potter stories or characters. They are all property of J.K. Rowling and her associates. I only play with them for my pleasure, and hopefully yours.
May, 2, 1998
It was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining warmly, caressing the earth with its light and removing all darkness. The slight wind was just enough to keep the temperature comfortable and a handful of white fluffy clouds was decorating the deep blue sky. Below them, Hogwarts lay bruised and battered but not beaten, starting to recover from the battle that raged there during the night and the early morning, just a few hours earlier, culminating in the duel where the Dark Lord fell.
As much as Harry Potter longed to be in bed after all that he'd been through during the last day, this wasn't going to happen soon. After visiting Dumbledore's grave and banishing the Elder Wand into it, he was spotted by some of the Order members and practically dragged to celebrate his victory, despite his protests. Hours later, when even the most energetic of those present were already too tired to continue, somebody helped him to bed – he was too tired to even notice who it was, where he promptly fell asleep, clothes and all.
He woke up sometime later, to the smell of fresh food. Although he wanted to go on sleeping, having last eaten properly about forty hours earlier left him very hungry. He joined the improvised meal in Gryffindor common room, enjoying the tastes and the company: his two friends from "The Golden Trio" as well as Neville, Luna, Susan, Dean, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati and Padma. Ginny also stuck to his side as soon as she saw him. Harry was glad to see them all, although not all seemed to have gone through the battle untouched. Neville's hair was singed, Lavender had more holes than cloth in her robes and everybody seemed to have gotten a fair share of bruises and cuts.
As soon as his hunger was sated, Harry felt the need to wash all the battle dirt from his body. He excused himself to his friends and went to the showers.
Harry let the hot water flow over his body, cleansing his skin and his soul at the same time and relaxing his muscles. He practically jumped when he felt a pair of soft hands caressing his back. He turned around abruptly, covering his genitals with one hand and grabbing his wand with the other, only to see Ginny standing there, just as naked as he was.
"Ginny! What are you doing here? It's the boys' bathroom, you know."
Ginny didn't bother hiding anything. She seemed actually proud to show her naked body. Her pert tits looked like two white hills with rosy peaks; her tummy was flat and muscular and her pubic hair trimmed and shaved, leaving only a small red triangle to show the way to her clit. Ginny smiled seductively.
"There's no hot water in the girls' bathroom, so I thought you won't mind if I joined you." She didn't even try to make it sound true.
Harry wasn't sure what he could say. He knew she had a crush on him. He had also been her boyfriend for a few months and he kind-of promised to renew their relations once the war was over, yet he no longer felt that special feeling when he saw her. He even suspected it had never been a genuine feeling to start with. Could it had been induced by a potion? He didn't want to consider the possibility. Yet here she was, in all her naked glory, looking forward to taking a shower with him.
He could feel his body welcoming her even before he managed to say, "Feel free to join," as his face turned red.
Ginny had no hesitations. She pressed her naked body into his, not even pretending to be interested in the shower. Harry's mind somehow managed to function although most of his blood went south. He grabbed his wand tightly and said the contraceptive spell "Otocium", while Ginny was too busy to notice, smearing herself all over his body. Once done, he put his wooden wand aside. It was time to use the other one, as Ginny was clearly expecting.
"I've locked the door and put some silencing charms on it," she whispered in his ear, making her intentions even clearer.
It went quite fast afterward. Ginny was more than ready for him and he wasted no time on foreplay. He plunged in, noticing the lack of resistance on his way. He then let her set the pace, just enjoying the new feeling, as they had never gone this far with their relations, nor had he had such experience with any other girl.
Ginny knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it. She climaxed quite soon, dragging him into his own climax. Her body kept him inside her for much longer, as she continued caressing his chest and his back, while Harry enjoyed fondling her breasts, until eventually they separated.
Ginny washed his back thoroughly, and then the rest of his body, as if he was just a baby. She let him do the same to her, ending in another quick shag before they finally got out of the shower.
"I'll stay here for another ten minutes, so nobody will notice we've been here together," Ginny offered. "I don't need Ron starting a fight over it."
Harry just nodded and returned to his bed. He removed his towel and crawled into bed, not bothering to wear anything. He hoped he would not have any nightmares of Voldemort, the battle or the quest. He fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
Harry was startled out of sleep as he felt somebody come into his bed, closing the curtains. He grabbed his wand. "Lumos". He saw Susan's ample breasts first. It surely wasn't the worst thing to see when awakened.
"Susan! What are you doing here?"
The buxom redhead seemed to know exactly what she wanted. "I just thought I'll grab my chance with you as long as I can. I'm not sure I'll be able to even come close to you starting tomorrow."
"You're a hero, Harry. Every girl would want to bed you and marry you. I have no illusions of marrying you, yet if I'm able to bear you a child, it would be wonderful. I'm the last of my family and I need an heir soon, although marrying is optional. Will you cooperate?"
She only wore a thin night-gown which she was removing while speaking. This was an offer he could not refuse. His hands went to her breasts while her hands went much lower, making sure he would do his part well.
Harry complied. He caressed and kissed Susan, paying special attention to her most prominent assets, before she found the right position and urged him in. Harry was somewhat reluctant. He hadn't heard any rumors of her being in relations with a boy and he was quite sure she was a virgin. He didn't want to hurt her, yet he didn't know how he could do what she wished (and by now he wanted it just as much) without causing her some pain.
Susan didn't seem to be bothered by these facts, though. She directed Harry between her thighs and then embraced him with her legs, practically shoving him in. He didn't have time to think about it before he found himself buried deep in her body, while Susan let a small cry escape.
She was much tighter than Ginny, he noticed, but that was just fine with him. He started stroking in and out, enjoying the feeling of being engulfed by her moist and warm innards. Susan seemed to also recover from her initial pain. She moved along with him, urging him to move faster and deeper until he could hold no longer and filled her with his sperm.
He didn't hurry to get out. He put his head on her breasts as his breath calmed down and then resumed licking and kissing them. Susan was also letting her inner muscles massage his flaccid member which was still inside her, resulting soon in another full fledged erection.
It didn't go to waste. Harry started moving and Susan also directed his hands to her pleasure spots, hoping to better enjoy it this time. Harry learned fast. Susan reached her climax, crying his name and shuddering all over. Harry felt thankful that he had silenced his curtains before they started, and then was thrown into his own climax, forgetting anything but the woman he was buried in.
Harry fell asleep with his head resting on her breasts after giving her the second portion of his essence, enjoying both acts even more than the ones with Ginny.
He woke up alone in bed when the sun was already shining brightly. He felt well refreshed, although a bit sticky between the legs.
A quick shower later, he put on some clothes which were left on his bed. He was quite sure it was one of the house-elves that did it, so he didn't stop to think about it. He went to the common room, where he found Hermione with a book in her hands.
"Good morning, Harry. Slept well?"
"Wonderfully," he smiled at her, noticing, not for the first time, how good she looked.
"Had any visits during the night?" she asked casually.
Harry blushed. "Two."
"Enjoyed them?" She smiled knowingly at him.
"Very, but now I'm hungry. Let's get some breakfast," he tried to change the subject.
"Sure. Breakfast is served as usual in the great hall, so I've been informed."
Harry didn't ask how she knew. This was Hermione. She always knew.
Hermione set her bookmark, closed her book and put it aside. She then looked at Harry expectantly. He took her hand in his and led her outside, going for breakfast. It felt so right holding her hand that he didn't even consider separating until they reached their destination.
The great hall seemed to be divided. One side housed many round tables where breakfast was served. The other was closed off. Harry didn't want to think what was hidden behind the partition. He chose to sit with his back towards it. Hermione sat at his side and they both started filling their plates.