Forbidden Charms (one-shot) (Patreon)

Harry Potter x Hermione Granger x Ginny Weasley

requested by Jamit

Summary: Hermione and Ginny find some cursed jewelry while cleaning Grimmauld Place. It hypnotizes them into putting it on and brainwashes them into becoming sexy harem dancers. Harry rescues them...eventually...but maybe not permanently!

Grimmauld Place was a busy place, with the Weasleys, Sirius, Tonks, Hermione and Harry the house seemed to be filled with laughter and chatter. Even a house belonging to one of the darkest families in recent history couldn't stop a group of friends from making it their own. The dusty old house had become a sanctuary for the group.

"Give it a rest Molly, it will speed up the process of cleaning the house if you let them help with sorting through the old junk in this house." Sirius said.

"It's too dangerous!" Molly barked. Sirius rolled his eyes at Molly's overprotectiveness, knowing that kids were more than capable of handling themselves.

Sirius argued, "Don't be ridiculous, nymphadora will be with them." a smile clearly on his face as he said her first name.

"Watch it!" Tonks shouted from the living room.

Sirius said, "Hermione is a responsible young woman. She already knows the spell, so why not let them use it to find any dark artifacts if there are any left?"

"You don't know how many your insane family left behind!" Molly said insultingly.

Sirius chuckled. "Well, it's good we have Hermione then. She's the brightest witch of her age after all." With a mischievous glint in his eye, he added, "And Ginny is no slouch either. Those two will do fine together; speeding up the cleaning process and ensuring each of us finally has their own space for privacy. The house is big, but we could use our own little space sometimes."

"Molly trust the girls." Arthur said from behind the paper he was reading at the table.

"Fine!" she snapped, throwing her hands in frustration.

By the stairs, Tonks was talking with the group. "Alright, Harry and Ron, you come with me. Hermione and Ginny will go to the other room." Harry nodded, clearly fine with the arrangement while Ron seemed to scowl.

"Why can't me and harry do one room by ourselves, it would be a lot faster anyway." Ron complained.

"Because you don't know the spell and Harry's magic is a little too unstable at the moment with You-Know-Who going through his head. No offense, Harry." Tonks said, looking over to Harry who clearly wasn't offended and smiled at her.

Smiling, Harry replied cheekily, "Hey, no offense taken. I mean, it's not every day you have the Dark Lord renting space in your brain." Harry grinned. Tonks chuckled and ruffled his hair before guiding him and Ron to the room they were assigned to clean out.

Tonks winked at the girls before beginning to work. Hermione and Ginny smiled, then went into the room they were going to clean. "I bet Tonks is going to prank Ron," Ginny said, placing a box filled with old hats on the floor.

The girls, Hermione and Ginny, were in high spirits as they cheerfully went about cleaning the room. With each dusted surface and tidied corner, their laughter echoed through the air. As they meticulously worked their way around the room, a sense of anticipation built up within them until finally only one task remained - tackling the large closet that stood imposingly in the corner.

Approaching it with curious expressions, Hermione and Ginny exchanged knowing glances that spoke volumes about their shared excitement. "I wonder what surprises are hidden in here," Ginny mused aloud, her voice filled with eager anticipation.

With trembling hands, Hermione reached for the doorknob and slowly swung open the closet door. The hinges creaked slightly as if protesting against being disturbed after so long. And then, as light flooded into the dark recesses of the closet, both girls gasped in unison at what lay before them - a dazzling array of jewelry shimmering under the glow of an overhead lamp.

Their eyes widened in amazement as they took in the sight before them: sparkling necklaces draped over velvet displays, glittering bracelets stacked neatly on shelves, and precious gems winking from ornate boxes.

"I guess this is why the house of Black always seemed so wealthy." Ginny paused, her voice filled with awe. Hermione nodded in agreement, her mind already racing with thoughts of the history and significance behind each piece.

"Look at that!" exclaimed Ginny, her finger pointing excitedly towards a dazzling ring displayed in the glass case. The intricate design of the ring caught her eye immediately - it appeared to be crafted in the shape of a sleek snake, its body coiled gracefully around the wearer's finger, while a magnificent emerald gem glistened from within its open jaws. "Perhaps Harry would appreciate this," Ginny mused with a mischievous glint in her eyes, imagining how the vibrant green of the gemstone would perfectly complement his own mesmerizing eyes. With a playful smile on her lips.

"Not his style." Hermione shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Look they mave multiple of the same necklace." Ginny said her eyes glinting mischievously as she pointed towards a row of identical necklaces displayed in a velvet-lined tray. The girls marveled at the sight of multiple identical necklaces, each adorned with a purple gem that seemed to glow from within.

Ginny reached for it, captivated by the purple gem inside. Hermione watched Ginny and tried to stop her worriedly. "Ginny, no," she said. "We don't know what they are for; they could be dangerous."

"But they're so pretty," Ginny struggled against Hermione's grasp. Her eyes were purple like the gem inside the necklace. "Look at it, Hermione, don't you think it's pretty?" Hermione unconsciously looked at the necklace, or at least one of them.

'Yes, they are,' she thought. "No, Ginny don't." Hermione's voice struggled as her eyes started to turn purple like Ginny's and the gem.

As Ginny and Hermione stood there, locked in a silent struggle over the mysterious necklace, the room around them seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly light. The air crackled with a strange energy, causing the hair on their arms to stand on end.

Both girls reached for a necklace each.

As Ginny and Hermione each grabbed a necklace, they put one around their necks. Immediately, they felt a surge of power coursing through their bodies. Both stood silently and stoicly in a trance. The door opened to their room, with Harry peeking his head inside Harry stepped into the room, his eyes widening in surprise as he took in the scene before him.

Harry stepped into the room, his eyes widening in surprise as he took in the scene before him. Ginny and Hermione stood there, unresponsive at his entrance, walkign infront of them Harry noticed the girls wearing a necklace he hadn't seen them wear before in the house. "Hermione? Ginny? Are you okay?"

Harry's voice seemed to echo in the room, but neither Ginny or Hermione responded. Their eyes were fixed on a distant point, their expressions unreadable. Concern etched on his face, Harry cautiously approached them, Turning to the closet harry put two and two together quickly. "oh no." he said, Harry's heart raced as he realized the gravity of the situation. 

Harry gently reached out to touch the intricate necklace adorning Hermione's slender neck. With a sense of curiosity and caution, he attempted to remove it without causing any discomfort to her. As he stood behind Hermione, his eyes scanned for any clasp or mechanism that held the necklace in place, but there seemed to be none in sight.

Turning to Ginny, Harry watched her pretty face closely, her usual gorgues chocalate brown eyes were replaced by purple irises, mirroring the gem on the necklace. A sense of foreboding crept over Harry as he realized that he wasn't going to be able to get rid of those necklaces from his friends.

Harry walked back to watch the girls' faces. This time, their eyes were emerald green like his, which he found odd.

Feeling puzzled and slightly defeated by this unexpected discovery, Harry decided to seek help from Tonks and quickly made his way towards another room where she finished cleaning the room. "Everything alright with the girls Harry?" Tonks looked up from her task, noticing the seriousness in Harry's expression. Harry quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her to the other room without any hesitation. "Wow Harry slow down, if you want to snog just ask."

Harry's mind raced with questions as he led Tonks back to the room where Ginny and Hermione stood motionless. He explained the situation to her in hushed tones, his worry evident in his voice. Tonks examined the necklaces closely, her brow furrowed in concentration. She muttered a few incantations under her breath, trying to detect any enchantments or curses placed on the jewelry. Turning to the closet she also noticed the purple gem necklaces, slowly she started to stare at them and reached out for them.

"Tonks No!" Harry quickly intervened and closed the closet.

Tonks paused, looking at Harry with a mix of surprise and confusion.

"Wow thanks." After Harry's intervention to prevent Tonks from touching the necklaces, he took a deep breath.

"That was close," Harry said. Tonks nodded and walked around the girls, searching for clues. She looked Hermione straight in the eyes, her eyebrow furrowing as she noticed Hermione's emerald green eyes were just as beautiful as Harry's. Tonks then turned to Ginny, who also had the same emerald green color.

"Did you give the girls anything harry?" Harry shook his head in response to Tonks' question, realizing that he hadn't given the girls anything out of the ordinary. Tonks continued her examination, casting more spells and charms to try and uncover the source of the enchantment on the necklaces.

"We should ask the others, maybe let Professor Dumbledore take a look at the necklaces." Tonks said.

"Let me grab two chairs for them. Their legs might be sore after standing for so long when we break them free," Harry said, walking to the corner of the room to fetch two chairs. As he placed them in front of Ginny and Hermione, he noticed them not turning to take a seat.

"They could at least sit down." Harry's concern grew as Ginny and Hermione remained standing, seemingly unable or unwilling to sit down. Harry placed his hands on one of the chairs."Come on, Hermione, sit down," he said. Suddenly, Hermione moved and took a seat on the chair.

"Yes, sir," Hermione replied. Harry and Tonks looked shocked.

"Did she just call you sir?" Tonks looked at Harry with a puzzled expression. Harry exchanged a bewildered glance with Tonks before turning his attention back to Hermione.

Harry turned to Ginny. "Ginny, take a seat and relax," he said. Ginny immediately sat in the chair.

"Yes, sir," Ginny replied. After the strange behavior displayed by Hermione and Ginny, Harry and Tonks exchanged worried glances. The situation was becoming more perplexing by the minute.

"Harry go ask Sirius and Mr. Weasley, too come up here please." Harry nodded and quickly ran downstairs. Harry hurried downstairs to find Sirius and Arthur, hoping they could shed some light on the strange behavior exhibited by Hermione and Ginny. As he reached the main floor, he spotted Sirius and Arthur at the dining table discussing something. Noticing mrs. Weasley wasn't with them; he quickly convinced them to come upstairs with him.

Entering the room, Harry closed the door behind them. "Merlin!" Sirius and Mr. Weasley exclaimed together as they saw Hermione and Ginny sitting still. Harry quickly told them about the strange events that had happened, from the mysterious necklaces to the sudden change in behavior of the girls. Sirius and Arthur exchanged worried looks before going over to Hermione and Ginny.

"The only thing we know is they share Harry's eye color," Tonks said. "When Harry asked them to sit, they immediately did."

Sirius and Arthur examined Hermione and Ginny closely, trying to make sense of their behavior. After a moment of silence, Sirius spoke up, "It seems like they are under some kind of enchantment or control." Mr. Weasley nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed in deep thought.

Tonks said, "These strange necklaces were in the closet. They are very attractive. Harry stopped me from taking one too."

"Let's check it out, Tonks stay back," Sirius said. He and Arthur held their wands ready as they carefully approached the closet where Tonks told them the girls had found the mysterious necklaces. With wands drawn, they cautiously opened the closet door.

After thinking and trying different detection charms and spells, they couldn't find anything dangerous or at least what would seem threatening. "Did your family ever talk about these neckalces?" Mr. Weasley asked Sirius, who shook his head.

"Harry tell them to do something." Sirius asked.

"What why?" Sirius and Arthur turned to Harry, waiting for his response. Feeling the weight of the situation on his shoulders, Harry took a deep breath before addressing Hermione and Ginny. "Stand up," he commanded firmly. To everyone's surprise, the two girls immediately rose from their seats without hesitation.

"Yes sir." Both girls said. As Hermione and Ginny stood obediently before them, Sirius and Mr. Weasley exchanged concerned glances. It was clear that the girls were indeed under some sort of enchantment or control. Harry, feeling a sense of responsibility in this situation, pondered their next move.

"Maybe the black library, but if not, only Dumbledore would know," Sirius said.

"I'll help." harry said.

"No!" the adults said.

"Why not?" Harry insisted on being involved in the investigation. He wanted to help, determined to find a solution and support his friends.

"You make sure Hermione and Ginny are taken care of." Mr. Weasley said, "They only listen to you without you telling them to eat and sleep; they might forget to do so."

"Fine." Harry said clearly not happy but understanding the importance of keeping Hermione and Ginny safe.

"Just take care of my daughter like you always do," Mr. Weasley said with a sincere smile. Sirius and Mr. Weasley headed straight for the Black family library while Tonks went downstairs to inform Professor Dumbledore.

Which left Harry and the girls. He shifted uncomfortably on his feet, thinking of something to do. Sirius gave him the biggest room in the house this summer. "Girls, follow me to my room, please."

As Harry led Hermione and Ginny to his room, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Once inside, he motioned for them to sit on the bed while he paced back and forth, contemplating their next steps. The girls sat quietly, their eyes blank and devoid of emotion.

"Stay here," he said, walking down the stairs to grab something to drink. Harry returned with a tray of snacks and drinks, aiming to lighten the tense atmosphere. He set it down on the small table and noticed the girls were not responding. He sighed and told them to take some until they felt satisfied.

Harry sat at his desk, feeling helpless. Someone knocked on his door and opened it slowly when Harry said to come in. Mrs. Weasley entered the room with a worried expression etched on her face. She took in the scene before her and immediately went to Hermione and Ginny, checking on them with motherly instinct.

"I'm really sorry Mrs. Weasley, but we don't know what's happening," Harry said, frustration evident in his voice. Mrs. Weasley gave him a reassuring smile before turning her attention back to the girls.

"Arthur explained everything to me," she said, not happy but trying to stay calm. "I'll bring dinner soon," Mrs. Weasley said before leaving the room. As she closed the door, he could hear her breathing heavily.

Harry sat back in his chair and took a deep breath. He turned to Hermione and Ginny, who were still sitting silently on the bed. After dinner, Mr. Weasley explained that Professor Dumbledore would be available tomorrow during lunch. It was getting closer to their usual bedtime. Mrs. Weasley entered his room, holding the girls' nightgowns that they usually wore.

Harry left the room untill mrs. weasley called him back inside. "Harry I think you need to tell them to put on there nightgowns and get ready for bed," Mrs. Weasley said gently, her eyes filled with concern. she left the room after she explained to him the girls would be sleeping in his room for tonight.

Harry looked slightly uncomfertible to see the girls change like that infront of him. Harry cleared his throat and awkwardly told Hermione and Ginny that they should change into their nightgowns and get ready for bed. The girls nodded silently, still not showing any emotion.

Turning away quickly, he attempted to avert his gaze, but the curiosity bubbling within his teenage boy eyes proved too strong to resist. As his eyes wandered, they were captivated by the vision of Hermione standing before him. Admiring her beauty, he couldn't help but notice how pretty she looked. His gaze then trailed down to linger on her shapely hips, appreciating their gentle curves.

Hermione turned to grab her nightgown, and Harry's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he found himself inadvertently staring at her backside. The sight of her bum in front of him intensified his blush even more as he quickly looked away, only to be met by Ginny's beautiful, pale, long legs. Ginny had really started to catch his attention lately at Hogwarts, and seeing her nearly naked like this stirred something within him. Harry was so lost in staring that he didn't realize the girls had finished changing.

Harry snapped out of his blatant staring when he heard a knock at his door. Blushing, he quickly told the girls to climb into bed and then opened the door. Tonks stood at the door, her bright pink hair a stark contrast against the dimly lit hallway. She gave Harry a warm smile before stepping inside the room. "Just wanted to check in on everyone before I head to bed," she said cheerfully. Tonks glanced over at Hermione and Ginny, who were already tucked into bed. She turned back to Harry and noticed his warm cheeks and slight bulge in his pants, "Hermione does have a nice bum don't you think." Tonks' comment caught Harry completely off guard, and he stammered incoherently as his face turned an even deeper shade of red. Clearing his throat nervously, he managed to mumble a response before ushering Tonks out of the room with a hurried goodbye. Once the door closed behind her, Harry let out a sigh of relief mixed with embarrassment.

Late at night, Harry found himself immersed in a vivid dream where he was conversing fluently in parceltongue, the ancient language of snakes. The hissing sounds echoed around him as he communicated effortlessly in this mysterious tongue. Suddenly, a strange sensation jolted him awake from his slumber. Startled and disoriented, Harry instinctively reached for his wand beside his bed and whispered an incantation to conjure a soft luminescent glow that illuminated the darkened room. As he slid on his glasses to get a clearer view of his surroundings, there she was - Hermione standing before him with an air of quiet determination.

In that moment, bathed in the gentle radiance cast by Harry's wand light, Hermione appeared almost otherworldly. Her familiar features seemed to shimmer with an ethereal quality, accentuating the emerald depths of her eyes that sparkled like precious gemstones under the enchanting spell of magic.

Harry felt a rush of emotions flood over him as he gazed upon Hermione's serene countenance; his heart raced within his chest at the sight before him. With a mix of curiosity and concern lacing his words, Harry finally managed to speak up "Hermione... what are you doing?"

"You commanded me to wait for your next command, sir." Hermione answered. Hermione's response left Harry puzzled and intrigued. He couldn't recall giving any such command, As Harry tried to make sense of Hermione's cryptic response, a sudden realization dawned upon him - he must have been sleep talking again. The memory of Ron's jest about his tendency to talk in his sleep.

Harry started think about his dream more and more and untill he murmured "Isss ssscsssasssnssssssspsssesssasssksss ssstsssosss sssssssnsssasssksssesssssss sssusssssssisssnsssgsss sssPsssasssrssssssslsssessstsssosssnsssgsssusssesss.sss"

"Yes, sir," Hermione said, sinking to her knees until she sat on him, straddling him.

"Hermione, act like you like yourself!" Harry said uncomfortably. Hermione shaked her head a little and then looked him in the eyes.

"Harry?" she said, confused. "Why am I straddling you? What is happening?" Hermione's expression shifted from confusion to realization as she quickly stood up, distancing herself from Harry. The awkwardness of the situation hung in the air as they both tried to process what had just occurred.

Harry admitted it felt nice with Hermione straddling him. He said, "Hermione, straddle me again." His words hung in the air, tense and filled with desire. Hermione's eyes widened in shock at the unexpected request. The gem in the necklace glowed purple and took control of her. Slowly and seductively, she walked back to him.

Hermione got ontop of him again and started moving her hips

Harry's heart raced as Hermione's movements became more rhythmic and alluring. The cursed jewelry seemed to amplify her every gesture, making her irresistible to him.

Feeling bold Harry decided that instead of sleeping on the floor he could join both girls in bed. "Invite me to bed Hermione." Hermione took his hand and pulled him towards the bed, her movements graceful and alluring. Harry noticed Ginny laying on the bed watching them, "Make room for the three of us Ginny."

"Yes sir," Ginny replied with a sultry smile, her eyes gleaming mischievously. She shifted over to make space for Harry, allowing him to easily fit in the middle. As Harry settled between Hermione and Ginny, a sense of forbidden excitement filled the room. Nervously, Harry took a girl in each arm and instructed them to sleep tightly.

As the three of them lay intertwined, Harry couldn't help but feel a rush of conflicting emotions. The cursed jewelry had clouded his judgment and heightened his desires, blurring the lines between right and wrong. Hermione's touch was electrifying, Ginny's presence tantalizing. Lost in a haze of passion and confusion, Harry struggled to resist the allure of the forbidden charms that bound them together.

Unbeknowst to Harry, his connection to Voldemort and his dark nature was slowly corrupting him and inceasing these dark thoughts of desire he had in himself.

The next day flew by. Professor Dumbledore examined the necklaces but couldn't determine their nature. He took one to Hogwarts for further study, and the other participants appeared to relax a bit. Harry demonstrated that he could instruct the girls to behave normally, which brought smiles all around. The necklaces had no effect unless Harry intervened.

When Ron told Hermione to do his homework, thinking the girls would obey everyone's command, it was evident. Instead, Hermione grabbed her wand and quickly dealt with Ron, who ran upstairs after she finished with him.

While everyone was busy, Harry talked quietly with Ginny. The monster in his chest resurfaced, and he commanded her to visit his room when everyone was asleep. Ginny nodded in agreement and returned to her normal self after their conversation.

Smiling, Harry excused himself and walked over to Hermione, who was engrossed in a book from the black library that Sirius said she could safely read. Harry bent down and smiled at her, asking about the book. Hermione quickly went off on a tangent about the magical creatures she was reading about, her eyes lighting up with excitement. Harry listened intently but soon did what he did with Ginny: he instructed her to visit his room when everyone was asleep.

The purple necklace glowed brightly as the control took over Hermione. After he finished, she returned to enjoying her book. As night fell and grimmauld place quieted, Harry found himself torn between anticipation and guilt. The weight of his actions pressed down on him as he waited in his room, unsure of what to expect. Soon, a soft knock at the door signaled someone arriving. Harry quickly opened the door and found Ginny standing there, her eyes green like his and the necklace clearly controlling her. Without a word, she stepped inside as Harry closed the door behind her. the air was thick with tension as they stood facing each other.

Harry's heart raced as he opened the door to find Hermione standing there, a determined look in her eyes. The purple necklace glowed brightly around her neck, indicating that she was under its control. Without a word, she entered the room and stood beside Ginny, both of them waiting for Harry's command.

He felt his chest give the same feeling he had when the two girls were in his bed. Harry walked over to the bed, laid down with his back against the headboard, and had a clear view of the two girls before him. "Ginny, do you still have a crush on me?" He asked.

"Yes sir." Ginny replied softly, her voice sounding distant and controlled.

Hermione stood silently beside her, "And what about you Hermione? Do you like me?"

Hermione's eyes seemed to flicker with a mix of emotions before she responded, "Yes, sir." Her voice was steady but lacked its usual warmth and conviction.

"Pose seductively for me." Harry slowly commanded, his voice firm yet tinged with uncertainty. Ginny and Hermione exchanged a glance before complying with his request. They moved gracefully, positioning themselves in a way that accentuated their features and curves. Harry watched them intently, feeling a mix of desire and unease churning within him.

Ginny moved smoothly and purposefully as she posed for Harry, her eyes locked on him with a blend of obedience and longing. The purple necklace glimmered against her skin, starkly contrasting the green of her eyes that seemed to beg for approval. She wore a Holyhead Harpies t-shirt while posing; although not the most alluring wardrobe choice, the absence of bottoms heightened the intimacy and intensity of the scene.

Hermione, on the other hand, wore an elegant black nightgown with a deep V-neck that revealed a glimpse of her cleavage. Hermione turned around slowly Harry's gaze lingered on Hermione as she teasingly lifted her nightgown, revealing a hint of her bottom. She turned back to face him, her expression a mix of compliance and hidden emotions.

Harry turned to Ginny, who held her t-shirt up, revealing her bare chest. The sight aroused Harry. Ginny pulled it back down, smiling at him and biting her bottom lip. Harry looked at her surprised and she seemed to enjoy giving him this show. "Dance." harry commanded.

As Ginny began to move to an imaginary rhythm, her movements were fluid and enticing. The way her hips swayed and her hair cascaded around her face added to the allure of the moment. Hermione joined in, matching Ginny's tempo with a grace that was uniquely hers. The contrast between Ginny's boldness and Hermione's elegance created a captivating dance that seemed to speak volumes without words.

Harry held his wand, twirling it around. He got an idea. With swift movements, he transfigured the girl's clothes into harem girl outfits, he remebered the outsfits from one of Hermione's books about spells from the Middle East.

Harry's sudden transfiguration of their outfits caught Ginny and Hermione off guard, but they continued to dance, now dressed in exotic harem girl attire. The shimmering fabrics draped elegantly around their bodies as they moved with a newfound sense of freedom and sensuality. Harry watched, entranced by the transformation he had initiated, feeling a rush of power mixed with desire as the scene unfolded before him.

Harry snapped his fingers, getting both girls' attention. "now together girls." The girls, now dressed in the exotic harem girl outfits, moved closer to each other as Harry commanded. Their movements synchronized effortlessly, creating a mesmerizing display of unity and harmony. Ginny's fiery energy complemented Hermione's graceful poise, Harry felt his pjama pants significantly thighten while the girls danced.

It was clear Hermione was faring better while dancing in the clothes; her wider hips made for more fluid movements that added an extra layer of sensuality to the performance. "Hermione continue on dancing, Ginny, come closer to me," Harry directed. Ginny obeyed, her eyes fixed on him as she moved towards him with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.

Harry's heart raced as Ginny approached him, her eyes locked onto his with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. He could feel the heat radiating from her body as she stood before him in herarem girl attire, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor. With a mischievous grin, Harry whispered perform a different dance more situted for you beautiful body."

Ginny's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and intrigue at Harry's suggestion. She hesitated for a moment, then took a step back, her eyes narrowing playfully as she began to move in a way that was more suited to her fiery spirit. Her movements were bold and captivating, drawing Harry in with each sway of her hips and flick of her wrist. As Ginny's dance took on a more spirited and fiery quality, Harry found himself captivated by her every movement. Her confidence and energy shone through as she danced with a fierce grace that was uniquely hers. Ginny's long pale legs glimmered in the dim light of the room, accentuated by the flowing fabric of her harem girl attire.

Harry couldn't look away as she spun and twirled with effortless grace. She placed her left foot above her head against one of the poles of the four-poster bed. Leaning back, she arched her body in a seductive pose that left Harry breathless. Her eyes locked onto his, a playful glint dancing within them as she held his gaze with unwavering confidence.

Ginny's hand trailed slowly from her ankles down over her long, beautiful legs, teasing Harry with a tantalizing touch that sent shivers down his spine. The music swirled around them, adding to the intoxicating atmosphere as Ginny's dance became more daring and provocative.

As Harry tore his gaze away from Ginny, he couldn't help but be captivated by Hermione's mesmerizing movements. Her hips swayed in a hypnotic rhythm, exuding an aura of confidence and allure. Each graceful motion seemed to flow effortlessly as she ran her hands sensually up and down her body, adding an enticing touch to her dance. It was as if she was performing just for him, with every gesture hinting at a hidden desire waiting to be unleashed. Harry found himself drawn into the spellbinding display before him, unable to look away from the seductive scene unfolding right in front of his eyes.

Harry grunted deeply as he slowly stroked his crotch, feeling the sensation building within him while watching Hermione and Ginny dance. He took his member out of his pajama pants and started stroking himself. It didn't take long for him to finish. Afterward, he cleaned up using his wand to cast Tergeo a few times.

Both girls waited at attention.

Kissing them both on the cheek he sent them back to their room commanding them to have a good night's sleep.