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A/N: Wierd at the beginning of the chapter. But icyflame pointed out that Harry met Bill in 4th year, and I realized he should have been at Grimmauld in 5th year as well. Consider this movie AU. Glad I chose AU as a genre... Does it really bother anyone that much? I could go back and change it...

Chapter 22: At Last!

Harry stared down at the girl beneath him as he slowly made love to her. She had her eyes closes in ecstasy but it was not the same simple need for pleasure they had shared in the past. She looked like he completed her. And when he thought about it, those three little words made him feel whole.

Slowly, gently, he continued to rock inside her. He had already cum twice tonight and was nowhere near it again now. This suited him perfectly; as he did not ever want to stop the way he was feeling right now.

He noticed that Hermione had disappeared, back to her room he assumed. And suddenly understood that not only had she broken up with Ron, he had released her from her oath somehow. For the next half hour they moved in rhythm to one another, Ginny orgasming softly every few minutes but never tiring of having him inside her. Finally he needed to know, what was he feeling, could he tell her he loved her as well?

"Gin." He said and she looked up at him in adoration. "How do you know?" It was a simple four word question, but he couldn't figure it out for the life of him.

"She moaned quietly as he continued to move inside of her slowly. "I just... do Harry." She said. "I will do anything to make or keep you happy." She looked up at him for a reaction, but couldn't quite make out his emotions.

"Is that all it takes?" He asked, and he kissed her again as her eyes fluttered closed and he felt the gentle massage her muscles gave him as she came once again.

"No, I would also die to protect you. I would rather you live, than live without you." She said quietly gazing into his eyes. He continued to move and she continued to enjoy every exquisite second of it.

"Please don't Gin, I don't think I would want to live without you." Or Mione.. a surprising thought entered his head.

"Then you will just have to stay out of danger, or accept that we are going to be there with you." She said and rolled them over so she was now on top of him setting the pace.

"Why Gin? Why do you think I still need to date all these girls? What will I gain by shagging them, if you love me?" He questioned through gritted teeth. The extra pressure and increased movement were getting to him. When he was in control he could draw his orgasm out as long as he wanted, but she was pushing him.

"God Harry!" She shouted quietly as she rocked a little harder. "For one, because I like to watch you get other witches off okay?" She asked him as she threw her head back and moaned.

"Is that a good enough reason though..oh..grrr." He caught her hips and held her still for a moment as he groaned, trying to keep from Cumming and ruining the perfect moment. She sat him up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Kissing him even as he held his breath.

His breathing coming back to normal he released her hips and she began to rock slightly again. But he was sitting now, and while he did not penetrate as deeply, he felt the increased movement around the head of his cock and groaned in pleasure.

"Do you know you are in love with me Harry Potter?" She asked him without stopping her movement.

"I know I feel a lot of what you just said, but how am I supposed to know? I can't tell you that. I..I'm.." He trailed off and wrapped his arms around her and falling back onto the mattress pulling her with him. He continued to hold her as he set the pace once more. It was tiring work, but he knew it was worth it. He never wanted to leave her again. "I can't tell you that yet..." She noticed his tone and tried to head off his depression.

"Harry, Hermione and I are in love, we just figured it out while watching you get yourself off." She whispered to him and he bucked his hips on accident eliciting a shriek of pleasure from her and a groan from him before he slowed his pace back down.

"I still don’t get it. I am happy for you though Gin." He said at a loss for words.

"I figured out I was in love with you and her at the same time Harry. I like girls Harry, I like watching you with Girls. And I want to watch you with as many girls as I can." She told him as she began adding her own movements to his. He was helpless to stop her an finally he released her from his bear hug and let her set her own pace once more, it was much easier than fighting her.

"We are never going to have a normal relationship, at the very least Hermione will always be a part of our lives. So why should we even try to be normal by societies standards?" She asked him.

Groaning as she pushed him as deep as she could he answered. "You know that isn't fair, smart witches are my weakness." He said groaning again and trying to stop the tingling in his balls. "But I see your point. That still doesn’t answer my question though, we could even include Gabrielle and I would be happy." He told her as she began moving in circles in his lap, causing whole new sensations for both of them.

"But do you know you are in love with either of us Harry? Can you promise that you will fall in love with us?" She asked him as she moved faster building towards another orgasm on her part.

"You know I can't say that. I feel something for both of you but I don’t know what it means to be 'In Love' properly." He gave up and rolled her over again, knowing he was going to cum soon but wanting to draw it out as long as he possibly could.

"Then there is a good enough reason to give Hermione and I what we want. We get to fantasize about, certainly hear about, possibly watch, and if we are lucky participate while you shag all of those girls. Harry there is nothing sexier than seeing another witch orgasm and knowing my boyfriend did that." She said trying to bring him around, and urging him to move faster with her heels digging into his back.

"Oh, so now I'm your boyfriend again?" He asked her with a grin.

"Only if you remember its my OWL year and you will just have to get loving somewhere else when I'm busy." She grinned back.

"Fine I give up Gin, I... What are you going to do if I fall in love with one of the other girls?" He asked her.

"Gods Harry please stop making love to me and Fuck me!" She growled at him. "I'll tell you afterwards." Always aiming to please and knowing he didn't have long left anyway he unmercifully pounded into her for another minute. Finally she screamed out his name and passed out as he filled her with an hour-long buildup of semen.

He lay inside of her just staring at her unconscious form. Knowing she would come around soon. It was all he could do to hold himself up but he wanted his answer and knew if he collapsed they would sleep until morning. His abused member finally deflated and with a wet plop was forced out of her. He pulled back and just watched as his cum began to pool at her opening. Proof of what he had just done. He had claimed her virginity, she had given him something precious to her and he vowed to make it up to her.

There was almost no blood as far as he could see. But it had been an hour and was thoroughly mixed in with their juices. Remembering his kiss with Hermione earlier he decided he would take a page from Ginny's book.

Sliding down between her legs he placed his fingers on either side of her slit and pulled slightly opening her up to him fully. Gathering his courage and feeling extremely horny for the pure dirty deed he was about to perform he just dove in and licked from her back door all the way to her clit, receiving a hefty mouth full of his own spunk and cringing before he actually tasted it. Ginny awoke with a gasp and stared down at the new hottest thing she had ever seen.

He soon swallowed and let out a relieved breath. He really did taste okay, and Gin tasted like what he could only describe as overripe strawberries. He dove back in and began lapping at her and licking and sucking at her entrance trying to get every last drop of his new favorite flavor. Eliciting moans of pleasure as she built toward yet another orgasm. "Harry this has to be the last one or I wont be able to dance with you at the party tomorrow." She told him through clenched teeth.

He placed a finger inside her entrance and wiggled it, soon rewarded with the last of him cum oozing from her eager hole. Before he dove back in he told her. "I am enjoying myself, you enjoying me enjoying myself is just a bonus. And he went back to work licking slurping and sucking before he locked onto her clit and sucked it into his mouth. She screamed a last time before passing out once more with a huge smile on her face. He pulled himself up behind her and spooned against her back as he pulled the sheet over top of them.

"I love you too Gin." He tried out and it felt right. "Even if it isn't true love, it feels right." He got no response from the sleeping witch. "I need to tell Hermione as well." He mumbled as he lay back down. Sighing he drifted off to sleep with his new favorite teddy bear.

"I love you too Harry." She said softly smiling, not letting him know she had been awake for that revelation.

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Hermione awoke to an empty bed. She had gotten used to cuddling with Ginny, and then with Harry. And waking up alone was a very strange sensation.

She had gone to bed alone, but happy. She was in love, with a Weasley, just not the one she had planned on. Somehow over the course of a week, all of the little feelings and twinges that she used to get around Ginny bloomed into love. To top if off she finally admitted to herself as well as Ginny that she was in love with Harry.

The poor mistreated, misguided Harry, who did not know how to love, or even what it felt like. Once again she vowed to hurt Dumbledore and the Dursley's. Although she knew that she was in love with him, as well as Ginny. She was afraid that it wouldn't be enough in the end.

No Harry would stick to his schedule until he figured out what love was and how he could use it to defeat Voldemort. She began once again going over the plan in her head. And resolved to make sure he understood that no matter the relationship between Ginny, Herself, and him. That he needed to take every opportunity to explore his feelings.

Not to mention how hot it was watching him get Ginny off. She couldn't wait to watch him with the perfect example of womanhood downstairs. According to Ginny, Gabrielle had offered to be his plaything, and the idiot had refused her! She definitely needed to work on his self-esteem and his initiative.

Getting out of bed she decided it was as good a time as any to check in on the love birds. Smiling all the way she made her way toward his room. It was his Birthday after all and she had plans for him.

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Harry was having a wonderful morning. He woke up wrapped around a witch he cared deeply for, even if he wasn't IN love with her yet. She had given herself to him the night before and they had spent over an hour making love, just the two of them. He was just about to wake her and see about a quickie before taking a shower when the mattress sank on the other side of her. He saw Hermione lie down and curl up against her back.

"Morning Harry, have a good night?" Hermione said with a cheeky smile.

"Absolutely the best night ever," He said and remembered the promise he made himself before falling asleep. "Mione, she told me last night you two are in love, I'm really happy for you. And I..." He tried to say it out loud but things were different this morning. "I just wanted you to know." Hermione teared up and leaned in to kiss him.

"I love you too Harry, I'm sorry I took so long to tell you." Her smile reflected pure joy at his announcement. He was one step closer to defeating Voldemort. She felt like shagging him cross-eyed but the girl between them stirred.

"Good morning Love." She smiled and looked up cutely with half-asleep eyes at them.

"Good morning," Hermione and Harry chorused, and promptly fell into giggles.

"So what's going on today?" Harry asked and they both stared at him.

"Lets see here, what is today's date." Hermione said holding a finger to her chin and looking off as if thinking.

Ginny spoke up, "July 31st if I remember correctly."

Harry suddenly realized it was his birthday and faster than they could catch him, sat up and shot off the end of the bed. He then came around Hermione's side and picked up his wand off the nightstand.

"At last, My arm is complete again!" He said dramatically and began laughing. Hermione laughed right along with him but the other girl looked confused.

"Don't worry about it, It's some BBC production I had to watch in grade school. And I have always wanted to say that." Harry explained. Both of the other girls just shrugged it off. Suddenly Harry looked lost in thought. Now that he could use magic for absolutely no reason, he could not think of any reason to use it! "Accio Glasses" he said brandishing his wand. His glasses shot off the other nightstand and hit him in the forehead with such force he was promptly knocked out.

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Several minutes later Harry came-to surrounded by naked witches. "I'm in heaven and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak." He said with a grin. "Did someone get the license plate of that Hippogriff?"

"Harry!" They exclaimed as one and both tried to kiss him at once. Ginny won out and promptly wrapped her arms around the prize as she kissed the mark between his eyes.

"Harry what did you do?" She asked and the other girl nodded.

"I summoned my glasses, I thought that was obvious...Where'd they go anyway?"

Mione handed them to him and he placed them on his face, only to notice twin cracks in the lenses. Remembering the charm Hermione performed on his first train ride he pulled them off his face and looked around. " My Wand?" He said quizzically.

Hermione retrieved his wand from where it had fallen on the bed. Looking at it as if it was going to bite him he pointed it at his glasses cringing. "Occulus Repairo" he said quietly and heard them snap back together. Opening his eyes he tried them on. "Huh... I didn't realize my prescription was out of date..." He looked around. "Wow, you beauties better get out of here before my girlfriends get back. They will be jealous." And he began giggling once more. The girls joined him for a few moments but when he didn’t stop and instead began rolling on the floor laughing out loud they got worried.

"Sorry, I just...I had this theory about my 'super magic' and it looks like I might have been right." He promptly began laughing again.

Hermione raised an eyebrow still unconvinced. "Harry, can you stop laughing long enough to get up on the bed?" She asked.

He stopped laughing for a moment, taking deep breaths, giggling every now and then but eventually he calmed down. The girls helped him to his feet and onto the bed where they promptly claimed their places on either side of him.

"Now care to explain that again?" Hermione said.

"Alright Mione, you remember the Wandless book?" She looked at him strangely but nodded. "Well did you ever find a pool or fountain of some sort at your center. Anything?" He asked.

She nodded, "I found a representation of my magical core like the book said. Why?"

"Because I never found anything like that." Harry said.

"Well the book said it could take some time..Are you sure you haven’t just missed it?" She asked him curiously. Ginny just sat back and soaked up her first lesson on Wandless magic, making mental notes for her next meditation.

"Hermione, you do remember that in here." He tapped his temple, "I am a god right?"

Shaking her head but smiling fondly at him she answered, "Fine Harry, so what do you think it means that you could find no representation of your magic?"

"You have to remember I wasn't in my right mind at the time..." He trailed off.

"Harry stop that you're scaring us again." Ginny interjected.

"Well I sort of think that my entire center is a representation of my magic. It would help explain how I am both a Natural Occlumens and Legilimens." He said looking back and forth between them.

"But Harry, that would mean you are magic, or at least you have nearly unlimited resources. Didn't you pass out from magical exertion first year?" Hermione asked him.

"That was Madame Pomfrey's explanation. I think I might have a better one." Both girls waited for him to continue.

"Alright. What if, and this is just a theory. What if Voldemort was drawing power from me though our link? What if when I finally set up my barriers and blocked him out, I also stopped that power drain?"

Ginny looked a little lost again for a moment then it hit her. "You mean all the crazy magic you have done in the past. And that wasn't you at full power?" She asked amazed.

He nodded, "It would make sense if you think about it. My biggest magical feats have been because of love, the one emotion that Voldemort can't stand. My mothers love protected me from Quirrel, blocking him from my magic. My love for the Weasley's gave me the strength to live through Basilisk venom long enough for Fawkes to heal me." He pulled Ginny onto his lap and gave her a tender kiss before turning her to face Hermione and setting his chin on her shoulder.

"My love for Sirius blocked Voldemort from drawing power long enough for my Patronus to drive away hundreds of Dementors." He said looking at Hermione who remembered the scene and shivered.

"At the grave yard... My parents came out of his wand... and they gave me time to get away from him. But before that happened I felt so weak. How did I force that spell back into his wand? Why did they appear? Dumbledore said that they were not really my parents? Does that mean they were something I thought up. I wanted the bastard that killed them dead!" He said losing his train of thought.

Hermione pressed against Ginny and kissed him over her shoulder. Ginny just relished the contact on both sides. "It's okay Harry, we're here." She whispered.

He nodded and took a breath. "And last year when he was possessing me, if he was using my own power to possess me. Then when I thought about you and forced him out. What if he wasn't in pain because I was thinking about love, what if he was in pain because love helped me block him out?" Harry finished his theory. It had been bouncing around in his head for awhile and it felt strange to bring it all together.

"I know it isn't foolproof, but it seems to fit mostly." He told them. "And I haven't felt a twinge since I got my head on straight. For a month now we haven't heard of any attacks on his part. I doubt he will stay quiet forever, but maybe my growing feelings for you two cut him off and he had to adjust to losing that source of magic. After all his new body was created with dark magic." Harry finished.

Ginny trying to lighten the mood a bit wiggled into his lap and felt an immediate response from his member. "Gin..." he whined. "I'm working here..."

She just shrugged and winked at Hermione who smiled back. "Okay Harry, if we go with that theory, then it seems like the more love you can fill yourself with, the weaker he will get. Unless you think you already have him completely blocked."

He shook his head. "No, it makes sense now, but at the time I had no clue what I was looking at. There is a section of my shielding that wont keep without maintenance. Every time I enter my center I check it now, and even though I haven't felt him knocking. I think it is where I am connected to him." Ginny gasped and Hermione pulled her hands to her mouth.

"You mean you can actually see it?" Hermione asked. But he shook his head.

"Its more like I know its there. I have to constantly check up because it is constantly wearing down my barriers. But it has gotten much better since we.. um..." he trailed off.

"Shagged like bunnies?" Ginny asked with a grin.

"I was going to say since I realized a little about what love is about, but that too." He said.

"Well Harry," Hermione began. "This is your incentive to date as many girls as possible. Whatever small bit of feelings you might have for them should help you keep him out, and if he is weakened then you are probably more than a match for him. But you really need to work on your control." She said leaning in. As she kissed him she ran a hand up Ginny's inner thigh and grasped his now hard cock.

"I think my control has gotten a lot better." Harry complained lightly.

"Oh I agree, but practice makes perfect." Hermione said and Ginny slipped out from between them to watch the show. Harry looked at her apologetically but she waved him on. "I'm still a little sore Harry, I just want to watch."

"Well then," he said switching to a tone Hermione did not recognize. He gazed into her dark brown eyes and slowly unlocked his Patronus memories as he had done before. Pushing the feeling through his eyes until he heard her catch her breath.

"Harry?" She breathed out.

"Hermione, I spent an hour last night making love to Ginny for the first time. I feel the same for you even if I am not ready to call it love, I want to make love to you properly." He said pushing her down to the mattress and placing a knee against hers. Instinctively she opened her legs and he lay down atop her. Poised at her entrance he gazed into her eyes once more.

"I do not know enough to know that I am IN love with you, but enough to know I should tell you. Now, do you really think I need to shag half the school?" He said pushing slightly at her entrance and feeling his head slide inside of her, where he stopped.

She nodded her head, "Gods Harry, Please? I want to watch you do it!" She pleaded with him.

He pushed a little further in and stopped eliciting a groan from her. "Who do you want me to shag first?" He asked her.

Hermione thought quickly, and the first face that swam to mind was little Gabrielle. "Ah, Gabrielle?" Harry asked the witch beneath him as he pushed a little further, now just halfway inside her. She groaned again, "How did you know that?" She asked.

Ginny lay down beside them and kissed the other girl. "Remember me telling you he played me like a fiddle?" She nodded.

"Natural Legilimens can see surface thoughts without touching your shields. You have that little girl swimming all over your head." He said with a lecherous grin.

"Of course I do, you saw her right?" Hermione growled at him. "Has to be the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, no offense Gin." She said looking at the girl with pained eyes.

"Oh I agree whole heartedy." Ginny said grinning at them.

Hermione continued, "And she wants you bad Harry. I was jealous as hell during dinner when she kept flashing you those looks. Now I want to watch you shag her senseless before you do me!" She practically shouted at him.

"I still don't understand you two." He said a bit too seriously. "Why does seeing me with another woman get you off?" He slid a little deeper trying to entice an answer out of her.

"I don't know Harry, I think you inpire love as much as you use it as a weapon. I want to watch you give pleasure to another woman, knowing it is because I told you it was okay. I want to pleasure her while you watch. Gin is enough for me." Ginny cut her off.

"And Mione is enough for me."

The brunette continued, "But since we both agree, we want to watch you with other women Harry, as many as you can stand. I really want to taste Gabrielle though." Hermione said giving up on him and pulling him the rest of the way into her with her heels. He groaned and then leaned down to kiss her.

"This is going to be a very interesting year isn’t it?" He asked.

Ginny nodded as she reached her hand between them and rested it on Hermione's belly. She worked her finger into the girls slit and quickly found her clit. Working slow circles as Harry began a steady rhythm inside her. She moaned loudly in response.

Ginny voiced a thought, "I think if the DA is going to be an official club, you should have unrestricted use of the Room of Requirement, maybe an office to plan 'lessons' if you know what I mean." She said watching his face as he caught on.

"Oh? And would these be lessons in love as well as defense?" He asked.

"Something like that... Oh and you should ask to be exempted from curfew like prefects are." Ginny nodded still thinking. Meanwhile Hermione slowly arched off the bed as Ginny's fingers continued to torture her button. And Harry refused to pick up the pace. Her orgasm was building slowly and would likely leave her a satisfied pile of goo afterward.

"Actually....since...You're...Head of...House...now...you can request...private rooms...mmmm...if you are willing to pay extrAAAAAH." She screamed as her orgasm was suddenly upon her. Harry took that as a cue to begin pounding away. He could tell Hermione was running on empty having not had breakfast yet and she would likely be out like a light after one big orgasm.

Ginny began to fondle herself as Harry built toward an orgasm of his own. She watched him, still in awe, as his face screwed up and he slammed himself inside her one last time as his seed was released. He then rolled off of her before collapsing to the bed. As usual Ginny began to clean up his mess enjoying every drop.

Watching her enjoy herself, Harry decided he could finally give her that fantasy. He began stroking himself while watching her ministrations until his cock was rock hard once again. He then got up and repositioned her, placing his cock at her entrance.

She looked over her shoulder and her eyes went wide, "Harry I'm sore..." She said before she nodded and pleaded with her eyes. He pushed into her slowly making sure she wasn't in any real pain. He doubted he would cum any time soon, but did his best to pound her into Hermione as she ate the other girl out, quite literally.

Ginny lost track of what she was doing to Hermione. Harry had never claimed her in this position and he was hitting her spot perfectly with every stroke. It did not take her long to howl her pleasure before collapsing in orgasm, which continued to roll through her even though Harry was no longer inside.

'Best Birthday Ever' Harry thought to himself as he lay beside his lovers. 'And we haven't even had breakfast yet.' Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. 'Crap, Ron will be at breakfast.'