Kapitel 73: Chapter 73
He quickly snapped his eyes back to hers as he felt a most embarrassing reaction begin. And blushing was only part of that.
"Like what you see, Mister Potter?" she coyly asked.
He could only nod his head a little in response, not trusting his voice.
Daphne was doing the same, but she had her left arm up and across her breasts, and was also blushing a little. He could also see just the hint of fear in her eyes.
Laying back again and relaxing, he sighed, "Again, I must be the luckiest wizard in the world. I have the two most beautiful and lovely witches in the world snuggled in to me."
Hermione first, and then Daphne, leaned in and kissed him on the cheek from each side before they again laid their heads on his upper chest.
When Hermione, or it may have been Daphne, began tracing her fingers through the hair on his upper abdomen, he could help but keep flinching and reflexively snorting. It was incredibly distracting.
"That tickles!" he exclaimed.
Both girls giggled back; but at least, whoever it was, stopped tickling him.
With another sigh he said, "As much as I'm really, really enjoying this; we need to get up for breakfast and classes."
"Awww!" mock-whined Hermione.
Pulling his hands and arms back up over his head, he said, "Come on." And tried to sit up by pulling his shoulders in and trying to perform an unsupported sit-up.
The movement failed but was enough for both witches to pull away and lie on their tummies as, on his second sit-up, he was successful.
With a light single smack on both their bare upturned bums, to which they both chirped 'Ow!' in reflex and he forced himself not to perve at, he was able to quickly slide off the foot of the bed before turning around to look at them both.
"That was for teasing me and surprising me," he told them both before heading for his shower. The image of a pair of bare bums in his mind.
As he walked in and closed the door behind him both girls glanced at each other before they rolled over on to their backs.
"Cute bum," Daphne said, before she suddenly blushed and giggled as Hermione did the same. "I don't believe I just said that," she sheepishly said before giggling again.
"Why not? It's true," Hermione giggled back.
When Harry walked out of the bathroom both girls were already gone. He wasn't sure if he was thankful or sad to discover that. But, he did quickly dress in his full school uniform before going out into the living room to wait for them.
He'd just collected his books for class organised into his bag with his restocked supplies of parchment, ink and quills when, first Hermione and then Daphne, came out to join him from their own rooms.
Both girls then set to organising their own bags while he waited for them on the couch. He watched them for a short while before he suddenly said to them both, "Thank you."
Both girls turned to look at him and Hermione asked, "What ever for?"
"Your trust," he shrugged. "And for demonstrating it. You both did that when you elected to sleep in bed with me, nude.
"And with that... this morning," he stammered.
Both girls blushed a little and Daphne said, "No. It's us who should be thanking you. You promised you wouldn't rush us, and you're being a real gentleman and being quite patient about it all."
He just gave a sheepish shrug and smile in response.
"We ready?" Hermione suddenly asked.
When the other two nodded back the three of them headed down for breakfast. Thankfully, this time as well as the past few days, there was no Ron Weasley trying to track them down and pretend to be their friend. Actually, when he thought about it, except for in class and copping a glimpse of him at meal times, Harry hadn't seen the redheaded toe-rag at all. And it was only once when entering the Hall for a meal did he spot 'Potion Princess' Ginevra.
As they were walking, Harry asked Hermione, "It's your birthday next week, love. As part of my gift to you, I'm asking you if there's anything you want to do on that day?"
Daphne happily squealed a little but didn't say anything else. She just looked at Hermione, expectantly.
Hermione didn't answer straight away. When she did, she said, "It's Friday. I want to spend the evening... just the three of us... from straight after class... just talking to one another. We can even have dinner in the apartment while we talk.
"I want us to talk about ourselves. I know it'll be hard for you, Harry; but, I want us to be open with one another and talk about our lives growing up."
"I'd like that," said Daphne.
However, it was a long few seconds before Harry asked, "I'm willing to do that, love. But, you know it's quite a painful subject for me. Do you really want me to talk about all that sort of stuff on your birthday? It's supposed to be a day for you to be happy."
Harry's response seemed to confuse Daphne, but Hermione understood.
"Yes," she replied. "It'll help us all if we all do that. I know it'll be a difficult subject for you, Harry; as it will, to a lesser degree, be for me. However, I think this is something that will help the three of us. I believe it will help to bring the three of us closer together, emotionally."
Harry sighed and said, "Then, if it's what you want; we can do that." Turning to Daphne, he explained, "My life away from Hogwarts is not the stuff of fiction you think is fact. It's not very nice. Hermione knows some of it already."
Daphne moved in closer and hugged his arm. "I think Hermione's right, though. This would help the three of us. I think we should do it."
"Fine," he sighed. "However, I'm going to buy nice gifts for you both, on top of Hermione's birthday present. I think there should be at least something nice coming out of the evening at the end of it."
When they finally reached the Great Hall, the sad pall that had hung over them from what Hermione wanted them to do for her birthday, had passed. Together, as usual, they entered the Hall and went directly to the Ravenclaw table; again, sitting opposite Luna.
As they were sitting down, Harry noticed that the younger Ravenclaw had made a bacon, poached egg, tomato piece and parsley face on her breakfast plate; and was about to eat it. He couldn't help but laugh.
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