The aftermath

Harry watched the healers doing their best to reanimate Luna and Gabrielle; they alternated between cardiac massage and the use of a spell that seemed to have a defibrillating purpose.After only a few minutes, which felt like an eternity for Harry, both girls coughed, the water leaving their lungs as they both finally breathed again, even if it was with pain and difficulty.

A meeting was called in the headmaster's office with the 4 heads of House, Mad-Eye Moody, Amelia Bones, Sirius, the 3 headmaster, Fudge, and Umbridge.

Amelia was furious; Dumbledore and she had checked out the pillars and chains after the girls and Harry were sent to the infirmary. And there was no doubt someone did curse the ropes and pillars of Miss Lovegood and Delacour; it was a double **** attempt.

"Who could have done this ? Have any idea, Dumbledore ?" Asked Amelia.

"Whoever did it was not an amateur; the fact that a spell is preventing us from identifying the magical signature is proof that it was made by someone competent." Said Moody in his usual grumpy voice.

"Albus, that's the second time that young Miss Delacour is put through a grave danger; I really start to think there is a safety problem here..." Said Madam Maxime to Dumbledore.

"Tsk, I don't know why you all bother your head with it; we all know who tried to kill the chicks..." Interjected Sirius.

Amelia sighed. "I remind you that I allowed you to come with me if you promised to be silent."

"Ooh, come on, Amy ! Everyone knows that Toadface hates everyone who is not a pureblood and blood supremacists !"

"You have no proof, you little..." started Umbridge.

"ENOUGH ! We already had way too much trouble now, so let's focus on dealing with this accident." Said Fudge, not wanting to deal with the reality of the **** attempt.

Meanwhile, away from all the drama in the headmaster's office, in the security of the HQ.

"Are you sure you're okay, Luna ? Do you need anything ?" Asked Ginny to Luna.

"I can make you more tea if you want ?" Offered Susan.

Luna was in the bed Harry shared with his 2 girlfriends; she was wearing a fluffy yellow pajamas.

As for Ginny and Susan, they were doting on Luna like she was a sick child.

"That's okay, girls, I'm okay now; you don't need to **** yourself to take care of me..."

"Nonsense, after what you've gone through, you need to be taken care of." Say Ginny, leaving no room for argument.

"Okay, thanks, both of you." Said Luna finally accepted another warm cup of tea from Susan.

"I see you're both taking the nurse role very seriously, girls." Said Harry, exiting the shower wearing only a towel around his neck.

The 3 girls salivate at seeing his manhood. However, Ginny was the first to recover.

"Well, Harry, I didn't know you were an exhibitionist." She said teasingly.

"I'm not an exhibitionist; besides, only my girlfriends are here, so there is no problem." He said opening himself a butterbeer.

"Girlfriend only... What do you mean, Harry ? I'm here too." Said Luna, not daring to hope.

"Ho for Merlin's sake ! Luna, if you were not in Ravenclaw, I would say you're as dense as a boy." Said Ginny, rolling her eyes.

"What... What do you mean ?" Asked Luna, her heart beating faster.

"She meant that after what happened today, I realized that life was extremely fragile, and so I don't want to waste time anymore. So Luna, are you in or out of my harem ?"

"In, in, in !" She said realizing it sounded a bit ****, but she didn't care.

"Good answer... So girls, what are you wanting for ? I can't fuck the hell out of you all with that much clothes..."

"Yes, sir !" say the 3 girls while taking off their clothes.

"So who goes first ?" Asked Harry to his girlfriends.

"Well, maybe by order of joining the harem ?" Suggest Luna.

"That would make you go last, Luna. Are you sure ?"

"Yes, pretty sure. This way I'll be able to watch and learn from my peer."

"Okay, everyone is okay with it ?"

Ginny answered him by standing up and pushing Harry on the bed.

"You talk too much, Potter; now it's time for sex." Said Ginny as she cast a lubrication spell on her ass and immediately climbed on his manhood.

Ginny's long, red hair cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall as she straddled Harry's lap, her slender fingers wrapping around his thick, muscular arms. Her blue eyes sparkled with desire, her pupils dilating as she gazed into Harry's intense stare.

Without a word, Ginny reached behind her and grasped Harry's erection, her fingers wrapping around the base of his cock. She guided it to her anus, her eyes never leaving Harry's as she slowly began to lower herself onto him.

Harry's breathing quickened, his chest rising and falling with anticipation. He grasped Ginny's hips, his large hands spanning her narrow waist as he helped her settle into a comfortable position.

As Ginny's body adjusted to the intrusion, she let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed. Harry's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her skin as he began to move her up and down his shaft.

Ginny's lips parted, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her fingers dug into Harry's arms, her nails leaving faint marks on his skin as she rode him with increasing ferocity.

Harry's eyes never left Ginny's face, his gaze burning with intensity as he watched her pleasure. He knew every curve and contour of her body, every hidden spot that drove her wild with desire. And he exploited them all, his cock thrusting deeper into her anus with each expertly timed stroke, Ginny's body responding with a crescendo of moans and gasps as she hurtled toward climax.

Harry's hands roamed Ginny's body, his fingers teasing her nipples, his thumbs tracing the curves of her breasts as he continued to guide her movements. Ginny's legs trembled, her muscles tensing as she struggled to maintain the rhythm, her body screaming for release.

The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft slapping of skin on skin, the heavy breathing of the couple, and the occasional muffled cry of pleasure. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a world of passion and desire.

As Ginny's orgasm approached, her body began to shudder, her movements becoming more frantic, more ****. Harry's grip on her hips tightened, his cock surging deeper into her anus as he felt her muscles clench around him.

With a final, anguished cry, Ginny's body gave way, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Harry's own climax followed close behind, his cock pulsating as he emptied himself into Ginny's waiting body.

As the last shudders of pleasure faded, Ginny collapsed onto Harry's chest, her body spent, her breathing slow and ragged.

Harry's gaze lingered on Ginny's sated form, a soft smile on his lips as he helped her settle onto the bed. But as he turned his attention to Susan, his expression shifted, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the sight of her on her knees, her vibrant red hair a stark contrast to the pale skin of her face.

Susan's eyes, locked onto Harry's, her full, luscious lips curved into a sultry smile, her tongue darting out to wet them as she spoke.

"I was thinking, Harry, that I'd like to practice my blowjob skills. If you're okay with that, of course," she said, her voice husky, submissive.

Harry's frown deepened, his intuition screaming that Susan was hiding something. He could sense the faintest tremble in her voice, the slightest hesitation in her words. But he had made a promise to himself to respect the mental privacy of his girlfriends, to never invade their thoughts or secrets without their explicit consent.

So, he let it pass, for now. He nodded, his eyes never leaving Susan's face. "Alright, Susan. I'm happy to help you practice."

Susan's face lit up, her smile growing wider as she reached out to grasp Harry's cock, her fingers wrapping around the base with a practiced ease. Harry's eyes drifted closed, his head tilting back as Susan's warm, wet mouth enveloped him, her tongue dancing along the length of his shaft.

As Susan worked her magic, Harry's thoughts lingered on the secrets she might be hiding, his mind whirling with possibilities. But for now, he pushed those concerns aside, lost in the sensations Susan's skilled mouth was evoking.

Then Harry's eyes snapped open, his head tilting back as he felt Susan's mouth leave his cock. He was about to speak, to apologize for whatever had caused her to suddenly stop, but before he could say a word, Susan stood up and sprinted towards the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her.

A wave of concern washed over Harry as he heard the sound of retching coming from the other side of the door. He immediately felt a pang of guilt, thinking that he must have done something wrong, that he had somehow made her feel sick.

But then, through the closed door, Susan's voice drifted out, weak but determined. "Harry, it's not you, okay? I've been feeling strange all morning. I think I must have eaten something bad."

Harry's brow furrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He hadn't noticed Susan eating anything unusual, but he also hadn't been paying close attention.

Susan's voice came again, a hint of a smile in her tone. "Don't worry about me, Harry. You go have fun with Ginny and Luna. I'll take care of myself."

Harry's face softened, his concern for Susan's well-being still present but tempered by her reassurance. He nodded, even though he knew she couldn't see him. "Okay, Susan. Take care of yourself, and don't worry about us. We'll...just be in here, enjoying ourselves. But if you need anything just scream okay ?"

"Yeas sure, now go please I don't like you hearing me... Well you know."

"Okay Susan, I love you." Harry said giving her the intimacy she asked.

With that, Harry turned his attention back to Luna, who was watching him with a curious expression. He smiled, gesturing to the bed, and Luna's face lit up with a smile.

Harry's eyes locked onto Luna as she gracefully positioned herself on the bed, getting on her hands and knees in the classic doggy-style pose. Her long, blonde hair spilled down her back, framing her slender, pale form beautifully.

Harry felt his pulse quicken at the sight, his gaze roaming over the alluring curve of Luna's hips and the tantalizing swell of her backside. Without a word, he moved closer, his strong hands gripping her waist as he positioned himself behind her.

Leaning forward, Harry pressed a soft, sensual kiss to the nape of Luna's neck, his breath tickling her skin. Then, in one fluid motion, he guided his throbbing erection towards her waiting, glistening entrance, slowly pushing himself inside her tight, welcoming heat.

Luna let out a soft, contented sigh, her body trembling with anticipation as Harry filled her. She rocked back against him, silently urging him to begin his rhythmic thrusts, her need for him growing with every passing moment.

As Harry's cock slid deeper into Luna's receptive body, he whispered a husky, possessive phrase into her ear. "Welcome to my harem, my little moon."

Luna's eyes fluttered closed, her face tilted upwards in rapturous abandon as Harry's words washed over her. She loved the way Harry spoke to her, the way he made her feel like a prized possession, a treasured gem in a collection of beautiful, submissive women.

With a soft, throaty moan, Luna began to move against Harry, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm as he fucked her from behind. Her body was a symphony of pleasure, a harmonious blend of desire and submission, and Harry's cock was the conductor, guiding her through the music of their lovemaking.

As Harry's strokes grew more insistent, Luna's breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling with an almost hypnotic regularity. Her hands, still in the doggy-style position, clenched into fists, her nails digging into the bedspread as she surrendered to the pleasure, her mind lost in the swirling vortex of sensation.

"More, Harry," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their lovemaking. "Give me more."

Harry's response was a low, throaty growl, his cock surging deeper into Luna's body as he gave her exactly what she craved: more, harder, and faster.

Luna's back arched, her body quivering as she felt Harry's powerful thrusts begin to intensify. She knew his climax was approaching, and she locked eyes with him, a mischievous glint in her gaze.

"Harry, I know you're about to cum," she purred, her voice thick with lust. "And I know you have no intention of pulling out." She paused, licking her lips slowly. "And I'm quite happy with that, because I'm not on any birth control...and I'm at the peak of my ovulation."

Her words were a bold challenge, a sultry invitation for Harry to fill her womb with his seed. Luna wanted nothing more than to bear his child, to be the vessel for his potent, virile essence. She was utterly unafraid of the consequences, her desire for him eclipsing any rational concerns.

With a guttural groan, Harry's hips snapped forward, burying his throbbing cock deep inside Luna's welcoming heat. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensations, his release washing over him in powerful, pulsing waves.

Luna cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt Harry's hot, potent seed flood her depths. Her body trembled, her inner walls clenching around him, milking every last drop from his spent shaft.

In that moment, there was nothing but the two of them, lost in a haze of pleasure and carnal fulfilment. The world beyond their bed had ceased to exist, leaving only the sound of their ragged breathing and the lingering echoes of their shared ecstasy.

As Harry withdrew his cock from Luna's body, she let out a contented sigh and began to crawl towards the sleeping form of Ginny. Harry watched her with a fond smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he felt a pang of affection for his little moon.

"Luna, are you serious about what you said?" Harry asked, his voice low and husky. He wasn't concerned about the possibility of pregnancy - in fact, he was rather intrigued by the idea. But he wanted to make sure he understood Luna's intentions.

Luna's eyes drifted lazily towards him, a soft smile on her face. "You'll have the answer in nine months, Harry," she whispered, her voice barely audible. With that, she snuggled up beside Ginny, who was still fast asleep, and settled in for a cuddle.

Harry's eyes lingered on the two women for a moment, a sense of warmth and contentment spreading through his chest. He felt grateful for the love and companionship they shared, and he knew that he would do anything to make them happy.

Before joining Luna and Ginny in bed, Harry decided to check on Susan. He got out of bed and padded softly towards the bathroom, where he found Susan still lying on the floor, her face pale and her body shaking with the aftermath of her illness.

"Susan, how are you feeling?" Harry asked, his voice gentle as he knelt down beside her. Susan's eyes flickered open, and she looked up at him with a weak smile.

"I'm sorry, Harry," she whispered. "I feel better but tonight I think I'll pass."

Harry's expression softened, and he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair out of Susan's face. "Don't worry, I'm here for you," he said. "Let me bring you to the bed... Princess" she blush at the nickname.

He gently lay her on the bed and make sure she was comfortable. "You don't need to do that much... I'm not a porcelain doll..." He only answer with a smile and a gentle kiss on the forehead. He then join his women in bed.

Harry gently settled in behind Susan, wrapping his strong arms around her slender frame. He pulled her close, cradling her against his chest as he pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head.

"Try to rest, my dear," he murmured soothingly. "I'm right here with you."

Susan nestled back against him, finding solace in the warmth and security of his embrace. The nausea lingering in the pit of her stomach had begun to subside, and she felt a profound sense of relief wash over her.

"Thank you, Harry," she whispered, her fingers gently tracing the contours of his forearm. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Harry tightened his hold on her, savoring the feeling of her soft skin against his. He loved each of his girlfriends dearly, but in this moment, Susan needed him the most. He was determined to be her rock, her haven, until she had fully recovered.

As Susan's breathing evened out, Harry knew she had drifted off to sleep. He allowed his own eyes to close, content to simply hold her and bask in the quiet intimacy of the moment.

However as Harry start to drift off one thing was in his mind, someone has tried to kill Gabrielle and Luna and however it was this person made the mistake to remind Harry that he has learn dark magic and that he has yet to use it on someone.