Harry Potter x Hermione Granger x Ginny Weasley (Lucky Harry) (Patreon)

Harry Potter x Hermione Granger x Ginny Weasley (Lucky Harry)

Summary:

Holding the small bottle in his right hand, he stares at the golden substance for what feels like hours. He wants to drink it to see what will happen, but he also doesn't want to waste it. At first, he considered using it for a Quidditch game, but that would be cheating. He also thinks about using it for a friend - Ron or Hermione, maybe Ginny. But he earned it himself; well, his potion book made him earn it.

"Harry, are you coming or what? I'm starving!" Ron shouted.

"I'll be right there," Harry shouted back, slightly annoyed. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and made a decision. In one quick motion, he drank the entire potion. The first thing he noticed was that it tasted surprisingly good compared to all the other potions given to him by Madam Pomfrey. Smiling, he left his room and saw Ron staring at him with annoyance.

"What took you so long?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow at Harry as they finally arrived. Harry simply shrugged nonchalantly, his expression betraying no hint of urgency or concern.

Determinedly making their way towards the grand entrance of the great hall, the duo couldn't help but notice Hermione and Ginny already seated next to each other, engrossed in a lively conversation over breakfast. However, as soon as their eyes fell upon Harry approaching them, both girls abruptly halted their exchange and exchanged quick glances before composing themselves.

Taking a seat on the opposite side of Hermione and Ginny, Harry greeted them with a warm "Good morning," causing faint blushes to tint their cheeks ever so slightly. The air was filled with a subtle sense of anticipation as they all settled into their places around the table.

“Morning.” Hermione and Ginny replied at the same time.

“Any nightmares?” Hermione asked him. Harry shook his head.

"No, none last night," Harry replied, relieved. He had been plagued by nightmares for weeks on end, but recently they seemed to have subsided. Hermione nodded with a smile on her face.

Professor Dumbledore, with his long white beard flowing, stood tall at the usual podium in the grand Hogwarts Great Hall. His commanding presence demanded attention from all the students gathered before him. With a gentle but authoritative tone, he addressed the eager crowd.

"Dear students," Professor Dumbledore began, his voice resonating throughout the hall. "I regret to inform you that Professor Snape will not be able to join us today for our Defense Against the Dark Arts class." A collective murmur of joy rippled through the room as everyone exchanged curious glances.

However, there was no need to worry or fret because Professor Dumbledore had an alternative plan up his sleeve. He continued with a reassuring smile on his face. "I shall personally take charge of teaching our fifth and seventh year students today. That will be all."

Harry, Ron, Hemrione and Ginny all shared glances all with joyful expressions. "Snape sick? that's a good start!" Ron said.

"Ronald! what if it's really bad." Hermione protested.

"Don't worry, Hermione," Harry chimed in. "I think we'll be just fine."

The group split up after Harry and Ron were assigned to care for magical creatures, while Hermione left to attend her arithmancy class and Ginny headed off to Defense Against the Dark Arts. After their respective activities, Harry found himself walking alone towards the great hall. Ron realized that he had left his parchment next to his bed and hurried back to retrieve it. Meanwhile, on his way, Harry unexpectedly encountered Hermione. They continued walking together, engrossed in conversation about their classes and upcoming assignments. As they neared the entrance of the great hall, their pleasant exchange was abruptly interrupted when Malfoy appeared with his intimidating companions blocking their path.

"Were you off to Pottah?" Draco said in his usual tone of disgust.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Harry replied, Holding Hermione's hand as they tried to walk past them.

"Not so fast Potter!" Draco said, blocking them.

"What do you want Draco?" Hermione said annoyingly.

"Don't talk to your betters mudblood." Draco snarked at Hermione. Harry held his wand close to Draco's chest until a familiar voice echoed through the hallway.

"Mr. Malfoy!" Professor McGonnagal's voice echoed through the classroom, laced with anger and disappointment. Her eyes narrowed as she delivered her verdict. "You will be spending the next four weeks under my watchful eye," she declared sternly, emphasizing each word for maximum impact. The room fell silent as everyone absorbed the gravity of his punishment: detention.

The professor's frustration was evident in her tone as she continued, addressing a previous incident involving Miss Granger. "Last I remember, Miss Granger's impeccable grades clearly demonstrate that she surpasses you academically." There was no mistaking the hint of superiority in her words.

"Wait till my fat-" The room grew even quieter as Professor McGonagall's wand flicked, silencing Draco mid-sentence. She fixed him with a stern gaze.

"Mr. Malfoy, I will not tolerate any further disrespect or derogatory language towards your fellow students," she said firmly. "And you two babbling bumbling band of baboons." she looked over towards Crabbe and Goyle. "You two will also be joining Mr. Malfoy in detention," Professor McGonagall announced, her voice leaving no room for argument.

Harry and Hermione joined Ginny quietly talking about what had just happened. After lunch Hermione and Ginny shared a glance and nodded, grabbing Harry's hands they both pulled him away.

"Girls?" he asked them, confused. both giggled as they kept walking. Harry noticed they went to the seventh floor of the RoR. Ginny walked back and forth a few times while Hermione held his hand. "I'm not going to run off you know?" he said with a little chuckle.

"Just making sure." Hermione said as the door appeared both girls quickly dragged him inside.

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

Ginny smiled, placing one arm on his arm and one on the chest. "We have a surprise for you," Ginny said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Hermione nodded in agreement, a mischievous grin on her face.

"Why did you bring me all the way over here?" He asked, getting aroused while Ginny touched his chest.

Hermione and Ginny exchanged mischievous glances before Ginny leaned in closer to Harry, her voice low and seductive. "We wanted to give you a special surprise," she whispered, her fingers trailing lightly across his chest.

Hermione walked over to his other side and started to feel him up as well. At that moment, Harry's mind began to race with anticipation.

Ginny leaned in closer again whispering. "I hope you'll enjoy our gift." kissing his cheek then again and again. The atmosphere in the Room of Requirement became charged with excitement as Ginny and Hermione continued to tease and touch Harry. Their actions left him feeling a mix of anticipation, desire, and a hint of nervousness. As they kissed his cheeks and caressed his chest, Harry's mind raced with thoughts of what their surprise could be. He couldn't help but wonder what they had planned for him, and the growing hardness he felt only intensified his curiosity.

Ginny boldly placed her hand on his crotch. "This seems promising." she said with a mischievous smirk. Hermione, not wanting to be left out, reached down and began to undo the buttons on Harry's trousers.

Hermione looked up at Harry with a playful glint in her eyes. "We thought we'd give you a little taste of what it's like to be the center of our attention," she whispered, her voice filled with seduction.

"I usually am." Harry replied a bit shaky.

"Not like this." Ginny playfully bit his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. "We have something special planned for you," she continued, her voice dripping with anticipation.

Hermione pushed his trousers to the floor and Ginny dropped to her knees in front of him.

Harry's heart raced as he watched Hermione and Ginny exchange a knowing glance before they both leaned in, their lips hovering just inches away from his throbbing member. The anticipation was almost unbearable as they teasingly blew warm breaths against his skin.

"Feeling lucky?" Ginny remarked at the current situation. As Harry chuckled at Ginny's remark, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation. The potion had indeed made him feel lucky, and now he was about to experience something truly extraordinary. With his trousers on the floor and Hermione and Ginny on their knees in front of him, his mind raced with thoughts of what they had planned for him.

Both girls leaned in and kissed the tent of his boxers, their lips brushing against his hardened length. Harry's breath hitched as he felt the warmth of their mouths so close to where he craved their touch the most.

Hermione and Ginny continued to tease Harry, their lips lingering tantalizingly close to his throbbing member. The anticipation was almost unbearable as they playfully blew warm breaths against his skin.

"ready?" Ginny said holding the waist band, Hermione nodded shyly at Ginny and Hermione exchanged a knowing look before Ginny slowly pulled down Harry's boxers, revealing his erect member. With their lips still tantalizingly close to his throbbing length, the girls whispered in unison, "Are you ready?"

Harry dumbfully nodded along until Ginny on one side and Hermione on the other side both started to kiss and lick their way up his shaft, their tongues swirling around the sensitive head. Harry's breath hitched as waves of pleasure washed over him.

The sensation was overwhelming as Hermione and Ginny continued to pleasure him, their tongues dancing along his length. Harry's mind spun with ecstasy as they explored every inch of his throbbing member, their lips and tongues working in perfect harmony.

"Good so far?" Ginny asked him knowing that Harry's pleasure was building with each passing moment. Harry could only manage a breathless nod, unable to form any coherent words as the sensations consumed him. "Told you he would like it." Ginny added but quickly returned to kissing up Harry's shaft.

Unconsciously, Harry started moving his hips slowly to stimulate his own pleasure. Hermione and Ginny continued lavishing attention on him. placing his hands on both their heads he gently guided both of them at the same time. Looking down he saw the two girls both looking up at him with a mixture of desire and anticipation. They were completely focused on pleasuring him, their lips and tongues working in sync to bring him to the brink of ecstasy.

letting go of their heads Harry looked on as both girls started to indulge in their own way to please him. Ginny took his head in her fingers and lifted it up. placing her tongue at the bottom of his shaft, she slowly licked her way up to the tip, teasing him with every lick. Meanwhile, Hermione placed her mouth on one of his balls and swirling her tongue around it, gently sucking and nibbling. The combination of their actions sent shivers of pleasure coursing through Harry's body.

"Merlin girls, you're going to kill me!" Harry's words were a mixture of pleasure and disbelief as he felt himself reaching the edge of ecstasy.

Ginny smiled in between licks and Hermione looked up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. They knew they were driving him wild, and they reveled in the power they had over his pleasure. With a final lick and a gentle kiss, Ginny released Harry's throbbing length from her grasp.

"Lose the clothes." Ginny said while standing up. Harry's heart raced at Ginny's command, his desire for her and Hermione growing stronger with each passing moment. He quickly stripped off his clothes, feeling a mix of anticipation and vulnerability as he stood before the two beautiful witches completely naked. Their eyes roamed over his body, their hunger evident in their gaze.

Ginny and Hermione joined him and stripped themselves down, their own naked bodies on display. Harry's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of them, their curves and soft skin inviting him to explore. He could feel his desire intensify, aching to touch them both.

Ginny's body was athletic and toned, with long red hair flowing down her back. Her breasts were perky and her stomach flat, her butt round and firm.

Hermione has a more curvy figure, voluptuous breasts with a little more fat on her body compared to Ginny. Her thighs were fuller, and her waist had a slight curve. her bottom was plump and inviting. "Close your mouth harry," Hermione teased, a playful smirk on her lips. "You don't want to catch flies."

Ginny stepped closer to Harry, her hands reaching out to touch his chest. She traced her fingers along his muscles, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. Hermione moved in from the other side, running her hands up and down Harry's back, sending shivers through his body.

Harry placed his hands on both girls' waists, pulling them close to him, feeling the heat radiating from their bodies. He leaned in and captured Ginny's lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned softly against him. As he kissed Ginny he moved his hands over Hermione's backside squeezing her cheeks, eliciting a gasp from her.

Releasing Ginny's lips, Harry turned to Hermione and kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers. Ginny watched them intently, a mix of desire and anticipation in her eyes. Harry pulled back and was surprised to see Hermione and Ginny lips

locking in a passionate kiss.

Harry's mind was spinning with desire as he watched Hermione and Ginny kiss each other. The sight of their lips locked together, their tongues intertwining, sent a surge of arousal through his body. He could feel his throbbing length pressing against both girls' stomachs, desperate for release.

Both girls released with a giggle feeling Harry's hardness against them. They looked at each other with a mischievous glint in their eyes before turning their attention back to Harry. "Come love." Hermione said as she and Ginny brought harry to the bed, their hands intertwined with his. They guided him to the soft, inviting bed, where they all lay down together.

"Lay down while we do all the work." Ginny said. Ginny and Hermione shared a mischievous smile as they climbed onto the bed with Harry. They positioned themselves on either side of him, their hands exploring his body as they kissed and caressed each other. "Me first." Ginny said, climbing on top of Harry, straddling his waist. She leaned down and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, her hands running through his hair as she ground her hips against him. Harry groaned into the kiss, feeling the heat building between them.

Slowly Ginny rocked her hips back and forth, creating a delicious friction of her panties against his rock hard length. Harry's hands instinctively reached up to cup Ginny's breasts, squeezing them gently as he kissed her back with equal fervor. "I'm going to ride you a broom." Ginny whispered breathlessly, her voice dripping with desire. She lifted herself up slightly and positioned herself over Harry's throbbing member, guiding him inside her with a moan of pleasure. As she began to move, she cried out in ecstasy. "It's so good, Harry. You feel amazing." Her hips moved in a rhythmic motion, riding him with increasing intensity. "Fuck you're so big and hard," Ginny moaned, her voice filled with both pleasure and admiration. Harry's hands gripped her hips, helping to guide her movements as they found a rhythm together.

Ginny continued to ride Harry, her moans growing louder with each thrust. Hermione watched them intently, her own desire growing by the second. Ginny was lost in her own pleasure, her body moving with abandon as she rode Harry. "Yes harry, give it to me," she moaned.

Ginny's red hair cascaded around her shoulders as she continued to ride Harry, her body glistening with sweat. Ginny's perky breasts bounced with each movement, her movements became more erratic and desperate as she neared her climax. Harry's hands moved from Ginny's hips to her breasts, squeezing them firmly and eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her. "Please Harry anything to make me cum," Ginny begged, her voice filled with desperation. Harry could feel himself getting closer to the edge as well, the pleasure building and intensifying with each thrust.

"Anything to make you cum," Harry whispered, his voice filled with equal desperation. With a sudden burst of energy, he flipped Ginny over onto her back and positioned himself between her legs. He thrust into her with a newfound intensity, causing Ginny to cry out in ecstasy.

"Fuck me!" Ginny demanded, Harry obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as he pounded into Ginny. "Make me yours ruin me," Ginny moaned, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and longing. Harry's hands gripped the sheets as he continued to thrust into her. "Ruin me for anyone else," Ginny gasped, her body arching off the bed with each powerful thrust.

"None else will have you but me," Harry growled, his voice filled with possessiveness and desire. He continued to pound into Ginny relentlessly. all the while hermione was touching herself, unable to resist the erotic scene unfolding before her. She watched intently as Harry claimed Ginny's body, his movements becoming more primal and urgent with each thrust. Hermione's own desire reached a fever pitch, her fingers moving faster between her legs.

At that moment, Hermione couldn't hold back any longer. The sight of Harry and Ginny lost in their passionate encounter was too much for her to resist. She let out a soft moan as her fingers moved faster, matching the rhythm of Harry's thrusts. Her body trembled with pleasure as she imagined herself in Ginny's place, feeling the intensity of Harry's touch.

Hermione was brought out of her fantasy by a loud moan coming from Ginny Hermione's heart raced as she realized that Ginny had reached her climax. She watched as Ginny's body convulsed with pleasure, her moans filling the room. Harry pulled out of Ginny and turned to Hermione, a look of desire and need in his eyes. "Now it's your turn," he said huskily. Hermione shivered with anticipation, her body aching for Harry's touch. She quickly removed her hand from between her legs and positioned herself on the bed, ready to be taken by him.

"Just be gentle." Hermione said a little nervously Harry nodded, understanding Hermione's request for gentleness. He moved towards her with a tenderness in his eyes, his desire still evident but now tempered with a sense of care. Slowly, he positioned himself above Hermione. With gentle hands, he caressed her body, tracing his fingers along her curves and eliciting soft sighs from her lips.

He leaned down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every corner of her mouth. Hermione moaned into the kiss, feeling a mix of desire and nervousness coursing through her veins. Harry's touch was gentle yet firm as he continued to explore her body with his hands, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

"Ready?" Hermione nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation and a hint of nervousness. As Harry entered her depths she let out a gasp of pleasure, feeling the fullness and warmth of him inside her. He started to move slowly at first, allowing Hermione's body to adjust to his size. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, building up the intensity with each movement.

Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the air. Harry's pace gradually increased, his thrusts becoming more urgent. Hermione arched her back, meeting each of Harry's movements with equal fervor. "OH God harry! It feels so good." The intensity between Harry and Hermione continued to build as they moved together in a passionate rhythm. Their bodies were intertwined, their desires fueling each thrust. Hermione's moans grew louder with each deep penetration, her pleasure growing exponentially.

"She's enjoying it alright." Ginny, now back from her own pleasure, grinned at the sight of Harry and Hermione entwined in passion. She watched as their bodies moved together with increasing intensity, their moans filling the air.

Harry and Hermione continued to lose themselves in the moment, their connection growing stronger with each movement. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of moans and gasps that echoed off the walls. "Fuck Hermione! You feel amazing," Harry groaned, his voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and desperation.

"Please more," Hermione begged, her voice filled with desire and need. Harry obliged, picking up his pace and thrusting deeper into her. The intensity of their lovemaking grew, their bodies moving in a frantic rhythm as they chased their climax.

Harry's trust grew more aggressive, shaking Hermione's body bouncing her breasts with each movement. The bouncing of her breasts only added to Hermione's pleasure, intensifying the sensations coursing through her. She clung onto Harry, her nails digging into his back as she surrendered herself. "OHHHH YES HARRY! YES!" Hermione cried out, "FUCK ME HARDER!" Harry obliged, thrusting harder and faster. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the bed creaking beneath them as they reached new heights of passion.

"Break that bookworm," Ginny said, watching with a mix of amusement and arousal as Harry thrust into Hermione with increasing force. "Make her yours." Ginny's words fueled Harry's desire, and he felt possessive towards Hermione. He wanted to claim her completely, leaving his mark on her in this moment of passion. With each thrust, he showed Hermione how much she belonged to him.

Harry bend forward biting down on Hermione's neck, leaving a mark that would remind her of this intense moment forever. The mix of pain and pleasure sent shivers down Hermione's spine, heightening her arousal even further. She arched her back, offering herself completely to Harry as he continued to thrust into her with relentless determination.

"OOHHH GODD AHHH!!" Hermione climaxed, her body trembling with pleasure as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Harry continued to thrust into her, prolonging her orgasm and pushing her to new heights of pleasure. As Hermione came down from the peak of pleasure, she felt a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment wash over her.

Harry looked over at Ginny, his eyes filled with a mix of lust and affection. Ginny smiled back at him, until Harry released Hermione and grabbed Ginny by her hips turning her over so she was on her belly. "Now this hole." he emphasized with his fingers trailing along the edge. Ginny shifted her hips, eagerly presenting herself to Harry. He positioned himself behind her, summoning his wand for his clothes. He used a simple lube spell he had learned from one of seamus magazines.

"AHK that's bloody cold." Ginny said looking over her back at Harry chuckled, his eyes glinting mischievously.

"Sorry, love," he said playfully. "But I promise it'll warm up soon enough." He leaned forward, placing a tender kiss on the small of Ginny's back before positioning himself behind her once again. Slowly he eased his way into Ginny's behind. "How does it feel?" He whispered, his voice filled with a mix of desire and concern. Ginny gasped, feeling a combination of pleasure and slight discomfort as Harry entered her. She took a moment to adjust to the sensation before responding.

Ginny's breath hitched as she tried to find the right words. "It feels... different," she managed to say, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and vulnerability. Harry's grip on her hips tightened as he began to move, slowly at first, giving Ginny time to adjust. "MMHHHH." Ginny let out a moan, her body responding to Harry's movements. As he picked up the pace, Ginny's pleasure intensified, and any discomfort she had initially felt faded away.

"How about now?" Harry whispered, increasing the pace and depth of his thrusts. Ginny's moans grew louder, her body arching in response to the pleasure coursing through her. Harry took hold of Ginny's red locks and gently pulled on them, adding a hint of dominance to their intimate moment.

"Yes Harry fuck my arse!" Ginny exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and desire. Harry obliged, thrusting harder and faster into her, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm.

"Fuck your tight arse," Harry growled, his voice filled with a primal desire. He continued to drive into Ginny, each thrust pushing them both closer to the edge. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking - moans, gasps, and the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin. "This ass belongs to me, your pussy belongs to me, YOU belong to me," Harry said possessively, his words dripping with dominance. Ginny's body trembled beneath him, overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection. Ginny's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she surrendered herself completely to Harry's control. Harry spanked her cheeks lightly, adding a touch of pain to the pleasure. "Such a nice bottom," Harry murmured, continuing to thrust and spank her harder.

"YESS YOURS AND ONLY YOURS." Ginny cried out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure, surrender, and devotion. Harry's movements became more urgent as he neared his climax, his grip on Ginny's hips tightening. Harry pulled almost all the way out until he pulled her hair and trust back in so forcefully that Ginny let out a loud cry of pleasure, and fell forward completely out of it. Harry pulled out of her arse and aimed for her back stroking himself over the edge. Harry came hard, his release shooting onto Ginny's back covering her and marking her as his.

Ginny lay completely destroyed on the bed, her eyes rolling back in pleasure and exhaustion. Harry collapsed beside her, breathing heavily and laboriously. Hermione placed herself onto Harry's crotch. At that moment, Hermione could no longer resist the temptation. She positioned herself on Harry's crotch, straddling him with a hunger in her eyes. The intensity of the previous encounter had left her aroused and craving for more.

"I want to try something different for you." she said shyly Hermione lay on her back and notioned Harry to sit on top of her. Hermione's heart raced as she looked up at Harry, her body tingling with anticipation. She wanted to please him, to explore new boundaries together. As Harry positioned himself on top of her, Hermione felt a surge of excitement rush through her veins. pushing her breasts together, raising one of her eyebrows if it wasn't clear enough yet. "place it between them." Hermione watched eagerly as Harry understood her request and positioned himself between her breasts. She could feel the heat of his arousal against her skin, and a sense of anticipation filled the room. With a mischievous smile, Hermione pressed her breasts together, creating a tight and inviting space for Harry to explore.

Hermione slowly moved her breasts up and down, creating a pleasurable friction against Harry's member. She could feel his excitement building as he thrust between her soft mounds. Hermione looked up at Harry, seeing him groan and hang his head back in ecstasy. "Merlin there so soft." Hermione continued to move her breasts in sync with Harry's thrusts, enjoying the sensation of his member sliding between them. She could feel herself becoming more aroused as she watched the pleasure on Harry's face. Hermione, caught up in the moment and driven by her own desire, couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She opened her mouth slightly, inviting Harry to take his pleasure further. As he thrust a bit further, his tip grazing her lips, Hermione eagerly took him into her mouth. Each time Harry trusted forward Hermione's waiting lips closed around him, creating a tight and wet sensation. She used her tongue to tease and explore his length, enjoying the taste of him. Harry's moans grew louder as Hermione continued to pleasure him with her mouth, while still moving her breasts up and down.

"Fuck Hermione here it comes." Hermione could feel Harry's body tense and his breathing become ragged. She increased the speed of her movements, determined to bring him to the peak of pleasure. As Harry reached his climax, Hermione eagerly swallowed every drop, savoring the taste and feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over her. They both lay there for a moment, catching their breath and reveling in the intensity of their shared experience.

Harry looked around him one side and lay Ginny completely out of it, still recovering from her own intense orgasm. On the other side, Hermione lay panting and glowing with satisfaction. They had just experienced a mind-blowing threesome. "Thank you girls," Harry said, his voice filled with gratitude and awe. "That was incredible."

"Don't think it ends now," Hermione said with a sly smile. "We're going to do this again, and again, and again." Harry couldn't believe her words. He had always fantasized about being with both Ginny and Hermione, but he never imagined it would actually happen.