Fleur’s Surprise

Home Schooling

It wasn't the first time they were sharing bed, but it was the first time they were sharing the bed in that house as officially wed. Harry and his two wives spent almost half the night frolicking in bed, enjoying their shared love and sating their bodies. It wasn't the first time for Harry to fall asleep between the two naked women, yet it was very different, knowing they were in their own house and their own bed.

They woke up late, not feeling any urge to leave bed, except for a short visit to the loo. Misty brought them breakfast in bed, trying not to look at their nude bodies, which none bothered to cover. It was odd seeing a house-elf blush, Harry thought, before his attention wandered back to the two beauties at his sides.

By lunch they managed to leave the bed, yet none felt a need to put on any clothes. The house was warm and cozy, making nudity practical, especially after spending much of the summer in the same attire.

The house elves looked quite surprised when the three came to the dining room wearing nothing. Misty had already seen them that way, but for Twinkle it was the first time and he blushed even darker than Misty had before, yet he couldn't avert his eyes during the whole meal, which Harry insisted his elves shared with the family.

"Shouldn't we start looking for teachers?" Hermione asked leisurely, as her hand was caressing Harry's thigh while his was caressing between her thighs.

"I think we should," he answered just as leisurely. At fifteen, having two naked women ready and willing was too much distraction to be able to pay attention to anything else.

Hermione seemed to snap out of her previous mood. "We need to go over the list Professor McGonagall gave us and send some letters to those we find appropriate. We need to get on with our education!" She stood up, making Harry's hand fall from the warm and wet shelter it had found. Grabbing her wand she said "Accio list!" and the parchment flew into her hand.

She sat down again, a bit farther from Harry, and started going over the list with a concentrated expression on her face, which Harry found adorable and quite enticing, yet Fleur seemed to change her mood as well, as she moved to the chair on Hermione's other side to check the list as well, freeing her t**s from Harry's fondling. Harry was forcefully brought out of his previous mood as well. "Maybe we should get dressed first? I can't really concentrate on anything with you two looking so sexy."

Both girls giggled and moved their bodies enticingly, making their breasts jiggle as well. They kissed Harry on both cheeks, pressing their bodies into his, which Harry considered very unhelpful, before they grabbed his hands and rushed back to the bedroom.

They first enjoyed taking care of Harry's "little problem" which was quite big by then. It was quick, but they knew they could continue later, after taking care of the schooling issues.

As only the two of them needed to study, with no distractions from classmates and school activities, Hermione and Harry decided to take all the subjects any of them was taking at school. Hermione wasn't sure about Divination, but Harry promised, "If we find it as useless as the lessons at school than we shall drop it, but we should give it a try first."

It went much faster than expected. Most candidates replied that same evening and the rest sent their replies early next morning. When the trio finished breakfast, they could actually scan all the replies and start working on a study schedule.

They soon set a routine, quite similar to their school routine. They would spend the morning and the early afternoon studying with the various teachers, then do their homework before dinner, supervised by Fleur. She also took upon herself to make sure that their studies were not interrupted by other stuff, taking care of all the mail and handling the financial and political aspects of the Potters, sticking to the guidelines set by Harry and Hermione.

Weekends were set for family and fun. They used to go to the cinema or to the theater during weekends, sometimes along with the Grangers. They visited Hermione's parents most Sundays, sometimes coming early Saturday and staying overnight. They visited the healer every few weeks to make sure Hermione's pregnancy was going fine, usually going shopping after the visit, updating Hermione's wardrobe for the bulging belly and just for fun.

Lord Potter also had some other social and political obligations to tend to. He was invited to several balls and was unable to refuse; he was needed as chairman of the board for the Prophet and a few other businesses and he also needed to make an appearance at the Ministry. Harry wasn't surprised that the minister looked sour. From the information he had already gathered, he knew that the minister had lost all his financial backing when the Death Eaters disappeared and was sure to lose his post and stand trial once Rita published her finds.

Still, Harry found that his studies went much better and much faster than at school. With nothing to take his mind off his studies, as both girls made sure not to distract him at such times, he found learning fun. By mid November they were already studying material intended for the end of the year, having mastered everything easily. Ancient Runes proved to be quite fun for Harry, despite having to catch up two years worth of studies, and even Arithmancy didn't give him any problem, once Hermione helped him catch up, with Fleur's support.

The owl from his solicitor made Harry glad and yet worried. "Peter Pettigrew's trial is scheduled for Monday. As Madam Bones assured me that Veritaserum will be used, I expect him to be convicted of betraying your parents and of killing the muggles of whose death your godfather was blamed.

If that indeed happens, Mr. Black will have to come out of hiding. He will probably be fined for escaping prison, but he'll also need to be compensated for the years he had spent in prison without trial, which should more than cover the fine. I hope you can find a way to inform him of the results of the trial so that he can become a respected member of our society, as he deserves."

Harry wasn't sure he could contact Sirius, but this was too important to let it just pass. Yet he didn't think that sending Hedwig would be smart. The white owl was too easily spotted and tracked. He needed another owl. Fleur suggested one of her family's owls. A short fire-call later, an owl was coming their way and it was meant to stay with Fleur indefinitely.

Monday morning found the trio at the entrance hall of the ministry, waiting for Peter's trial. Each visitor was thoroughly checked and wands had to be deposited at the entrance to the justice hall. The aurors were very strict. They even checked each person for the dark mark on both arms before letting them in.

The trial was anticlimactic. Peter spilled everything out as soon as he was given Veritaserum, confessing of some additional crimes that nobody knew about. He was sentenced to a dementor's kiss. Even his lawyer could not object.

Harry sent Sirius a letter as soon as he returned home. Surprisingly, the owl returned with a reply within a few hours.

"I'm glad to hear that the rat is going to pay for his crimes. I'm going to wait a few more days, following the news. Once the ministry announces that I'm no longer a target for dementor kiss, as previously declared, I'll come out of hiding to seek my redemption. Please let me know of any important news."

A week later, Sirius was a free man again. Harry invited him to his house, which made Sirius tear up. "Your father used to say that you were conceived in here."

It was a very merry Christmas for Harry. He invited both couples of his parents-in-law to join him and his wives in London. Sirius and Remus joined them for Christmas as well, making it a most memorable day, filled with family, love and laughter. The two Marauders really helped setting the appropriate mood, telling some stories about their school days and the pranks the Marauders had become famous for.

Hermione was already quite big, with her pregnant belly showing in whatever clothes she wore, yet it didn't affect her behavior, except for the normal limitations such a big belly would impose. She still liked staying nude at home, feeling much more comfortable without restricting clothes, yet she also liked going out to a restaurant (which they did only for the fun, as Misty's cooking was usually better), a theater, a cinema, or even an official ball, wearing clothes appropriate for the occasion. Although her movements in bed were somewhat restricted now, she still liked s*x just as much and played almost as active a role as before. She thought she was even becoming hornier, although she wondered how that could be. She thought she was as horny as can be even before.

Fleur had taken some driving lessons and got her driving license, so she could move freely in muggle society. She actually found that she liked driving, although the winter weather was not really encouraging it. Fleur thought that driving would help when Hermione's time came, as apparition and portkeys were not really recommended in such situations, unless there was no better alternative.

Sirius was now becoming their main instructor, proving to be very good at passing his knowledge to the younger generation. This included some information about pranks as well, which Harry studied more seriously than Hermione.

"I wonder what you may do next year," he said to them in mid January. "You've already completed the fifth year syllabus and I'm sure you'll cover the sixth before you go to sit for your OWLs."

"Well, we may need to take a few months off, to raise a baby," Hermione answered, resting her hand on top of her swollen belly.

Sirius smiled. "I missed most of Harry's childhood. I intend to be here for this new baby for as long as I live. I'll be his grand-godfather, won't I?"

"Of course you will, yet I think we shall ask Neville to be the godfather."

"Who would you like to be the godmother?"

Hermione thought for a moment and then got a mischievous smile on her face. "I think I'll ask Luna. Only if Harry agrees, of course."

As February approached, Hermione found it more difficult to move or to do anything really. Feeling even hornier didn't really help, as her body seemed to refuse cooperation once she tried to sate her horny impulses. Her big belly also prevented her from sleeping well. Her mother's comments, "It's just preparing you for the nights after your baby is born," didn't help either.

The third week of February seemed endless. Hermione could hardly sleep, needed the loo almost constantly and was almost unable to eat either, as the baby bulge was pushing against her stomach. Her mood was turning sour and she was wishing each morning it would be the delivery day.

It was only during the last weekend of the month that her wish came true. The Grangers joined them for dinner in the London townhouse and Hermione was feeling quite ravenous and in better mood than usual. They finished eating the entree when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and gasped in surprise. "I think it's starting," she said. Nobody needed explanation what she was referring to.

Dinner was forgotten. Misty tried to help her mistress as much as she could, although Hermione only wanted to find a comfortable position. The next pain came fifteen minutes later and was quite a bit stronger, yet Hermione preferred not to rush to the hospital yet.

By midnight, when the pains were coming five minutes apart, Emma decided not to wait any longer. Hermione agreed. Her bag had been packed and waiting for a few weeks already. She went into the car they bought for Fleur, not wanting Dan or Emma to drive in this excited condition. Fleur was also excited, but being a witch, she could help her driving with some magic, making the short drive much safer.

Harry went with Hermione into the delivery room while Fleur waited outside with the Grangers. They didn't wait too long.

The bond made Harry aware of all that Hermione was feeling without her saying a word. He knew whenever the contractions started even before her face showed the pains; he felt her exhaustion starting and encouraged her silently, holding her hand. He also knew when the baby started moving out before anybody could see the change – he just sensed Hermione, feeling every single muscle of hers as if it was part of his body.

By four in the morning, Hermione gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Both parents collapsed into sleep as soon as the baby finished his first suckling and was taken to be clothed. They couldn't rest yet, though. Harry was shoved out unceremoniously with a "go home to sleep" command. Hermione had to take some potions to help her body restore itself after the exertion of the delivery and she was then moved to another room where she would recuperate for another day or two before going home.

Her parents and Fleur were only allowed in for a few minutes to congratulate her and have a quick glimpse at the baby before they were shooed out to let Hermione rest.

The Grangers couldn't sleep, but Harry was too exhausted of his part in the delivery and almost fell asleep on the way home. By the time Fleur joined him in bed he was already deep in slumber.

Hermione didn't let the birth stop her studies for too long. As soon as she came home with James, although ordered to rest in bed for another few days, she took some tomes with her and was reading through them whenever she had some time, urging Harry to do the same. Two weeks later, despite some sleepless nights caused by the small baby, she insisted on resuming their normal study routines, delegating most of her motherly duties to Fleur for the duration of her lessons, except for breast-feeding, which Fleur couldn't do.

Little James was growing fast. "What are you putting in there?" Harry asked jokingly, pointing at her fuller than usual breasts. "He seems to get bigger day by day!"

Hermione just smiled. She was glad that she could provide so well for her baby as she had not been sure about it before. "Are you jealous? If you ask nicely I may consider letting you taste some as well..." she said suggestively. Her body was healing nicely from the efforts of the delivery and she was feeling quite horny again.

"I think it is my duty to check what you are giving to my child. Don't you agree?" he asked just as suggestively. Despite Fleur keeping him busy and sated, he was longing for Hermione and couldn't wait resuming their physical relations again.

Hermione just smiled, taking a mental note to start taking the potion. She didn't fancy getting pregnant again before she finished Hogwarts.