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The rest of the week passed quickly for Harry and Hermione who focused on schoolwork until Friday afternoon. They tried to do a bit of studying in the Great Hall after classes, but it was too noisy. They spotted Parvati and her sister chatting to a pretty Ravenclaw with dirty-blonde hair and eyes as big and dewy as their own.

Parvati waved at them and the blonde girl with pumpkin earrings had lovesick eyes for Hermione's fluffy ginger tail. Parvati broke off from her sister and their friend and worked her way across the Hall.

"Hi Harry, Hermione. May I come and visit you this evening?" Parvati asked shyly.

"Absolutely!" Hermione and Harry replied simultaneously.

"Is 7 alright then?"

"That would be lovely," Hermione responded, beaming. Harry had a big soppy grin on his face.

~o0o~

Professor Snape angrily packed his weekend bags. He couldn't believe Dumbledore had given him this ridiculous job. And he didn't see why he needed the whole bloody weekend to give the Dursley home a once-over.

What could there possibly be to investigate about them that required his presence after performing a reading? He'd always hated Lily's sister, almost as much as he had hated James Potter and Sirius Black. But he couldn't see her as being involved in any sort of criminal behaviour affecting Harry Potter. To the contrary, from what he'd heard, the Dursleys had the right idea about the boy.

Once packed, Professor Snape took his Office Floo to his home in Spinner's End, and from there he apparated twice.

A lightning-bolt lit up Number 4 Privet Drive starkly against the billowing black storm clouds and a loud thunderclap peeled. Severus just stood there in the torrent for a moment, his long black cloak whipping in the wind. It was one of the dreariest muggle residences he had ever seen--utterly lacking in imagination.

A sense of unease flickered in his stomach. Potter had grown up here? That could explain a few things.

Severus had sent the Dursleys packing with a fake invitation, including fake free tickets, to a fake Bacon Convention in Sheffield. They wouldn't be back until Monday. He strode through the downpour and stepped onto the doorstep. Snape's cloak whirled around him as the front door blew open with a bang.

He stepped into the foyer, and the door slammed shut again behind him. Severus dripped on the floor and tracked mud onto Petunia's carpets as he stalked through the house from room to room. After completing an initial visual overview, he returned to the foyer.

Centering himself, Severus closed his eyes and breathed deeply, working the magic with his mind. The echoes of past violence he was picking up disturbed him.

He saw a young obese man with a bushy mustache hit his wife and knock her down the stairs. Snape stiffened. Petunia had had to put up with this? Severus felt something stir inside of him which he hadn't felt in a long long time.

Angrily, he fast-forwarded and saw Dumbledore leaving Harry on the doorstep with a note. Really? Just a note? At least Minerva seemed to know that was stupid. He watched her berate Dumbledore with some satisfaction. She was the only one who could make him feel guilty.

Next, an image of a fat baby picking up a rattle and whacking a skinny baby with it popped into his mind. The skinny baby in a basket was screaming by itself in a cupboard under the stairs in the middle of the night. Images of Harry began to flood into Severus's mind in a rush.

A visit to the hospital for a broken nose caused by the back of Vernon's hand. Another visit for a broken rib. Yet another for what was clearly the result of strangulation. What sort of monster lived in this house? Another image of a terrified Petunia insisting that Vernon punish her instead of Harry brought Severus to his knees.

What had the Monster done to Lily's son? The Monster--Severus--had heaped abuse and torment on a boy who had suffered every bit as much as he had himself, at the hands of a brutal muggle father figure. He--Severus--had tormented Lily's son because all he could see when he looked at him was James Potter.

But Harry was no longer James's son... Here, in this house, Harry was Lily's son. Severus broke. His carefully built walls collapsed into shards around him and a single tear rolled down one cheek as he gasped in agony.

The room lit up in a flash of lightning as another loud clap of thunder rattled the windows of the house.

~o0o~

Parvati was excited--and anxious. She was bursting to ask them, but she was scared. She knocked on their door and waited, nervously bouncing on her toes and biting her lip. But she didn't have to wait long. Hermione opened the door beaming, her tabby tail joyfully flicking back and forth. She pulled Parvati through the doorway with a big hug.

Parvati dropped the basket she was carrying. Harry picked it up with a bemused expression, and carried it to the kitchen table while Parvati shut the door. Parvati had brought a basket with some butterbeers, sausage rolls, samosas, and packets of crisps.

Parvati had also asked Fred and George to nick a bit more of that potion for her for tonight. If she didn't use it, she would be too afraid to ask the question.

So the evening began very much like it had the previous Friday, with giddy young wizards listening to pop music and acting silly. But then came a lull when the music took a very slow soft turn.

Parvati looked anxiously at Hermione. Even with the effects of the potion, her stomach still churned, and she knew she could never have done this without it. This was embarrassing, but the question burned inside of her.

Hermione had seemed very content with the fact that Parvati had touched her boyfriend last week. But Parvati had to ask Hermione first, before asking Harry.

Harry and Hermione looked at Parvati expectantly. They could see that she was having trouble asking for something. Parvati blushed furiously.

"Hermione..." Parvati uttered, looking like she might cry, "Do you... er ...would you--Oh bother it! Hermione, would you and Harry let him be my first time? Please?"

Harry and Hermione's jaws dropped. They looked at each other then back at Parvati with goggling eyes. Parvati wondered if she'd overstepped, and felt like she might burst into tears.

"I... it's just that there aren't any boys in our year that I like. They're not as nice as Harry. And the older boys scare me."

Hermione could see that Parvati was serious. And she opened her mouth to talk but no words came out. Parvati continued.

"I don't want to steal him as your boyfriend. I just want to be with someone nice for my first time."

Hermione was grinning from one fuzzy cat ear to the other now, and purring loudly. Harry was nice. And so was Parvati. And she didn't mind sharing her boyfriend with someone else as sweet as Parvati.

Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. He slapped himself in the face, and pinched himself. He wasn't dreaming. Parvati had just asked Hermione if she would let Harry have intercourse with her--for her first time. Hermione gave Harry an adoring look.

"You don't mind helping Parvati do you Harry?" She smiled sweetly. "Like you helped me my first time."

Harry opened and shut his mouth several times but no words emerged. Finally he managed to choke out,

"Yeah... er... I would love to!" Harry began, with an unbelieving but happy expression on his face, "Of course I'll... Erm..."

"Oh Harry," squealed Parvati delightedly as she hugged him, "Thank you... thank you. You're so sweet. Thank you so much Hermione. You two are my best friends."

Hermione's ears twitched as her furry tail twirled happily. She wanted to make this perfect for Parvati. She whispered in Parvati's ear and Harry wondered what she was saying. His shorts began to tent and his briefs felt too tight again. He wondered if Hermione had a clothes catalogue he could order boxers from.

But Harry wasn't given long to wonder because Hermione began to kiss him and undo his shirt as she gently pushed him onto the bed, and Parvati was pulling off his shorts. Soon, the two girls had Harry entirely naked, his erection pointing at the ceiling.

They giggled happily. Hermione licked Harry's neck with her cat tongue, and Parvati wrapped her lips around his penis. Her moist mouth sent a thrill through him, as it had the first time Parvati had tasted him.

Hermione ran her hand across Harry's tummy and teased his belly button with a fingertip. Her bushy hair lay across his chest and he fondled her furry ears as her cat tongue gently scraped his nipples. Parvati was doing something new. While she sucked Harry's penis, bobbing her head up and down, she cupped his testicles in one hand and pressed a finger to a point on his perineum.

An instant shock of pleasure hit him like a lightning bolt and his loins jerked uncontrollably. Parvati let Harry thrust deeper and swallowed his semen as he ejaculated. She had stimulated him a bit overmuch though, and Harry filled her mouth to overflowing. His semen dribbled down Parvati's chin.

Harry lay flat on his back in bliss, wondering why Parvati and Hermione had brought him off so quickly.

Dazed, he watched as Hermione and Parvati undressed each other. They put on a bit of a show for Harry. Parvati had Hermione naked in seconds, but was rubbing her hands up and down Hermione's torso stimulating her nipples to their utmost and making her little breasts bounce.

Kissing Hermione on the neck, Parvati reached one of her hands between Hermione's thighs and pushed two fingers inside of her and rubbed them against her clitoris. Hermione moaned and purred, her furry ears twitched, and her furry tail curled around Parvati.

Hermione turned the tables. She pounced on Parvati and pulled off her school uniform. Hermione was really getting into it and she tore off Parvati's thong with her cat teeth, revealing a small triangle of black fuzz and a clean shaven labia.

Hermione purred and cupped Parvati's little fur covered mound and slipped two fingers into her hairless slit. Parvati was damp and her moistness clung to Hermione's fingers. Hermione put her fingers in her mouth and licked them off before shredding Parvati's bra into tatters with feline teeth and a loud yowl, her tabby tail whipping around.

Harry was even harder than before, and he grinned, realising why the girls had got him off so quickly. He would last much longer this go round. Parvati pulled Harry up off the bed and gave him a kiss on the lips. He didn't know what to do with his hands. Parvati wasn't Hermione and he was a bit nervous.

"It's okay, you can touch me anywhere you want to Harry," Parvati said softly as she fluttered her eyelashes at him and gave him another, longer, kiss on the lips. Harry relaxed and squeezed Parvati's breasts. They were beautiful, slightly larger than Hermione's, and they were tipped with long dark nipples. Harry rolled them between his fingers and heard Parvati gasp. He put his hand on her belly and slid it down between her legs.

He stroked the furry black little patch on her mound first, then his fingers found her wet slit and entered her. Harry flicked Parvati's clitoris with his thumb, sending little shivers of delight coursing through her. Parvati wanted Harry now.

Breathing heavily she gently pushed Harry back down on the bed and climbed up beside him. Then Parvati lay on her back, opened her legs and guided Harry into her, moaning with pleasure as his erection filled her completely. Harry thrust inside Parvati with strong regular strokes.

Hermione squeezed Parvati's breasts with both hands. She sucked Parvati's nipples and licked them with her cat tongue, nibbling them gently with her cat teeth. Harry was getting really close, but he needed to touch Hermione. Her fluffy ginger tail kept whacking him in the face anyway, so he began stroking the silky fur and Hermione's naked bottom came into view.

The next thing Harry knew, he was on his back as Parvati rode him. And Hermione's moist vulva was pressed against his nose and lips. Harry's tongue entered Hermione. She tasted sweet. He licked her the length of her labia and nibbled her clitoris. Hermione's purring quickened and she began to meow, her ears flattening.

Parvati spasmed and tightened around Harry's penis as she began to lose herself to bliss. The sensations were overwhelming and Harry began thrusting up as Parvati came down. They both climaxed hard. Parvati wailed in abandon, her flailing black hair drenched in sweat. Parvati pressed herself against Harry and felt him squirting semen deep inside of her.

Harry ejaculated into Parvati and drove his tongue deep into Hermione. Hermione's furry tail whipped around like crazy and she burst with ecstasy, drenching Harry's face.

Laughing, Harry wiped his face on a blanket. Parvati lay panting on top of him, his shrinking penis still inside her, her breasts pressed into his chest. Hermione put her lips to Harry's and began kissing him softly. The three of them passed out right there, without moving an inch.