Taboo - Chapter 03

Chapter 3

Fleur marvelled as she waded through the chest-high water towards the shore, the soft sand feeling warm and marvellous between her toes. Lily had done something to the lake at Godric’s Hollow to turn it into a massive, magical healing spring. The result was a lake the size of fifty football fields with sky blue, crystal clear, water that provided a whole array of health benefits.

And most importantly, it was warm. Not so much as to be a hot spring, but enough that it soothed her aching muscles well.

Naturally, with such an astonishing natural wonder out in plain sight, Muggle curiosity was a big issue.

‘I do not understand, ‘ow ‘ave ze Muggles not come to investigate ze lake?’

‘You can look to Harry for that,’ Lily said, the smile of an endlessly proud mother splitting her face. She turned and motioned to the truly massive oak that rose from the island in the middle of the lake.

Even at this distance, it looked imposing and impossibly huge with a canopy that reached wide and exceeded the limits of the island itself. Lily had hinted that the tree itself had a big role to play in the lake’s magical transformation.

‘Don’t ask me how it works, but he created that island and grew that tree for the specific purpose of shielding this lake. He says to think of it as a wand that casts a complicated illusion ward that makes the entire area look like a swamp to outsiders.’

Fleur just stared at her in mute shock for several moments.

‘What?’ Lily asked, her faux confusion ruined by the amusement clearly shining in her emerald green eyes - the same shade as her stringy bikini.

‘You must be joking,’ Fleur replied, refusing to believe the pretty redhead wasn’t having her on.

Lily snorted and shook her head. ‘You’ve known Harry for long enough to know I’m not.’

‘You create what many would consider a magical wonder of ze world because you are bored and your son turns a fucking tree into an artefact so powerful it can sustain ze largest ward I ‘ave ever seen.’

Lily’s smile grew at Fleur’s irritated deadpan delivery, but she shook her head. ‘I didn’t make it because I was bored. There are a lot of older people living in Godric’s Hollow, many of them with years of accumulated aches and pains that magic just doesn’t do well to cure them of. They were so nice to me after James died that I wanted to do something nice for them in return.’

‘So you created a magical lake that dwarfs ze one at ‘Ogwarts that cures all aches and pains and is a marvel of healing…because some strangers ‘elped you change ‘Arry’s nappies. Zis is not normal, I ‘ope you understand.’

Fleur’s irritated stare only earned a delighted laughter from the older woman.

‘A quick dip a day and each one of them says they’ve never felt better in their entire lives. It was the least we could do.’

Fucking overachieving psychopaths.

She refused to acknowledge the absurdity of the mother-son duo any longer, less she started to feel even more inferior than she already did every time she spoke to Harry about magic.

The two beautiful women glided through the water and made their way to shore. Fleur admired her friend’s mother as she adjusted the strings of her bikini bottom higher up her delicious hips.

Fleur preferred to be naked when she swam, but she knew Lily was still very… English when it came to exposing her body in public.

Only when she’s not fucking, apparently. That bikini would also get her kicked out of any family beaches. I do not understand this woman.

Still, Fleur would not let this gorgeously sunny day go to waste, so as they stepped out from the lake, the water sluicing off their bodies, she pulled the string of her tiny bikini bottoms and quickly did the same for her top.

When Lily reached her banana lounge and started to lay her towel across the wooden slats, she started when she realised her companion had removed her swimsuit entirely.

‘You don’t mind, do you? I do not like ze tan lines and I am used to ze feeling of ze Sun directly on my skin.’

Lily didn’t answer immediately, instead opting to stare at her in shock for several moments before finally shaking her head and chuckling in embarrassment.

‘Of course, you grew up on the Riviera, this must all seem very natural to you.’

Fleur shrugged as she lay her towel on the lounge and made herself comfortable. She made sure to spread her legs and lean on her elbows so Lily had a perfect view of her slit and her perky tits. She caught Lily sneaking several ogling glances in her direction, something she was very used to when going au natural in public.

The older woman seemingly reached a decision however, because with a muttered ‘Screw it,’ Lily unlatched her bikini from the front clasp and tossed her top beside her lounge with a casual flick. Her stiff posture belied her actions, though she seemed to draw confidence from Fleur’s nonchalance and, over time, eventually relaxed.

Now it was Fleur who was sneaking ogling glances, and she felt a tingle in her nethers every time her pale blue eyes landed on those large, glorious breasts - the light dusting of freckles on her pale skin only adding to her allure.

I think I understand Harry’s sudden Oedipus Complex. How long has it been since I’ve been with a woman?

Lily Potter was definitely beautiful. Flowing coppery hair, pale, lightly freckled skin, big pink nipples, a toned, flat stomach, a meaty derriere and big, natural breasts.

Oh, and she had the unfair advantage of having the eyes she already loved so much.

She wasn’t as strikingly attractive as her own mother, but Lily definitely had a charm all of her own.

And bigger tits. Wider hips. More muscular bum…

Ever since agreeing to help Harry seduce his mother, Fleur had gotten a lot closer with the woman. They were already on friendly terms, but now Fleur spent as much of her free time with her as she could - without coming on too strong, of course. Lunches, dinners, lazing by the beach or lake, girl talk, magical theory discussions, etcetera.

Seduction is a marathon, not a sprint.

They’d agreed to meet up for a day of tanning and relaxation when they’d found out how beautiful the weather would be, and Fleur was glad she did despite the mountain of work she had piled up from Gringotts.

‘What’s wrong?” Lily asked after several seconds of companionable silence. The redhead turned and noticed Fleur frowning and running her hands over her skin with a frown marring her features.

‘My skin is tingling. It is not unpleasant, just strange.’

‘You’ll get used to it. It’s the water seeping into your pores. Totally safe, I assure you.’

Fleur shrugged and let it be. Were it anyone else giving such assurances she’d have already pulled out her wand and started demanding answers, but she knew Lily would never harm her.

Unless I hurt her baby boy.

They lay there for an hour, any conversation shared mostly hushed as if by unspoken agreement, the two not wanting to spoil the peaceful atmosphere,

Then, despite their best efforts, the tranquillity was rudely disrupted.

‘Morning ladies,’ Harry’s voice called from the back door. Fleur had to stifle a laugh as Lily cursed and fumbled for her bikini top while she just lay perfectly still, only raising her hand in acknowledgement without even turning to face him.

Before Lily could finish getting her top back on, Harry had jogged past them and dove straight into the water. He didn’t move by fast enough that Fleur missed how much more muscular his normally skinny frame had become. She bit her lip as she admired his wide shoulders, narrow waist, bulging calves and meaty behind.

There is no way that’s natural you ridiculous overachiever. I need to get William whatever Harry is taking.

‘Oh la la,’ she murmured in desire and turned to Lily with a grin, as the sound of Harry’s swimming slowly faded away. ‘He’s gone, stop being ridiculous and take that bikini off.’

‘Done perving on my son?’ she snarked back, depositing the bikini top beside her and stretching with her arms up behind her. Now it was Fleur’s turn to stare as the action caused her big breasts to jut out deliciously.

Luckily, her eyes were closed so she didn’t notice the Frenchwoman’s blatant ogling.

Who’s seducing who here?

‘Sorry for being so obvious, but ‘e is so attractive, I sometimes cannot ‘elp myself,’ she apologised with a token attempt at sincerity.

Lily just chuckled and waved her off. ‘Oh I’m sure a little ogling is the least you two get up to,’ she said before she looked over to her with a thoughtful look on her face. ‘If you don’t mind me asking, how come you two never got together? I know not everyone agrees, but best friends and lovers? It seems like the next step is basically a semantic one…’’


‘Two reasons,’ Fleur answered, unbothered by the question she’d answered countless times already - her friends and family wondering the same thing given how close she and Harry were. ‘First, despite what you may zink, ‘Arry is very monogamous - while I, am not. We are lovers, but zat is only because ‘e is not dating. When ‘e is, our relationship unfortunately returns to being platonic. Ze second reason is more complicated.’

Fleur had to stifle a grin at the look of pride that crossed Lily’s features when she conveyed his critical character flaw.

The English are all prudes.

‘It is more complicated and much more important. Ze monogamy I could ‘ave probably compromised wiz enough will, ‘e is worth it and ze sex is,’ she shut her eyes and shivered in phantom pleasure when recalling their evening of lovemaking the other night, ‘Incroyable.’

Fleur ignored Lily’s pained groan with a self satisfied smirk and soldiered on. ‘I cannot truly share my passions wiz ‘im. Every time I try to talk wiz ‘im about Enchanting or Curse Breaking, I can see ‘e finds it boring. Not in a rude way, like ‘e does not care, but in ze way a parent tolerates zeir child telling zem fantastical stories about their day at ze park.’

Lily snorted, the sound somehow conveying both her amusement and understanding perfectly. ‘Try being told you’re a brilliant, once in a generation talent your whole life then having your teenage son come home from school and not only ask questions you can’t answer, but ones you don’t even understand.’

‘It is infuriating,’ Fleur said in total agreement, ecstatic she could share this frustration with someone who understood her pain.‘Even more so because ‘e does not even realise ‘e is doing it. I am a very prideful woman, I do not like being made to feel like a simpleton.’

Lily chuckled and shook her head as the splashes from Harry’s swimming faded into silence, the previous blissful tranquillity restored to the area.

‘I worry sometimes if he’ll ever find someone, but he’s still young.’

Fleur made a sound of ascent but said nothing more on that issue. She did not like the thought of Harry finding someone… permanent. She understood how ridiculous a notion that was, especially coming from her, but she wanted to keep him all to herself.

The heart is not rational.

‘You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, and apologies if this is too forward, but how does Bill feel about Harry? You two may have never gotten together, but there’s clearly love there. I know you have an open relationship… but Harry looks more like your boyfriend to me.’

Fleur chuckled at the point then, with a tilt of her head, nodded. ‘Zat is a good way of putting it. ‘E is my boyfriend and William is my ‘usband. I assume William deals with it just fine in ze arms of zat mercenary woman zat follows ‘im around everywhere like a loyal puppy.’

With eyes wide, Lily followed up, ‘And that doesn’t bother you?’

‘No,’ Fleur said with a self-confident smirk. ‘I do not fear any woman, and our love is very strong. Sometimes we like to push buttons - like on ‘is birthday I sent ‘im magical photos zat catalogued an entire evening wiz ‘Arry. He liked zat very much, left a ruin in ze middle of ze night to come ‘ome and reclaim me. It was magnifique.’

Fleur couldn’t tell if Lily was more stunned by the nature of her relationship, or that there were magical photos of her son shagging the woman beside her in existence somewhere.

‘Ze camera is truly a marvel. So much easier to use zan ze old ones. Truly some of your best work,’ Fleur praised the brilliant woman beside her with sincerity. ‘And if you want to see zose photos, you only ‘ave to ask.’

‘I do not want to see photos of my son shagging, thank you very much.’

‘Ah, but you would like to see photos of me shagging someone else?’ Fleur asked with a cheshire cat grin, the sultry tone conveying so much sexuality Lily actually shivered. ‘I will see what I can find for you.’

‘T-that won’t be necessary,’ Lily backtracked with an adorable flush on her beautiful, pale features. Fleur loved that the flush went all the way down to her pale breasts and she had the sudden urge to lean over and take one of those perfect pink nipples into her mouth.

Patience.

‘Oh zat is a shame. You are quite ze prude, just like ze rest of ze English. I zought you might want to get even. Why can’t more of you be like William?’

‘I am not a prude,’ Lily replied hotly, clearly getting irritated at Fleur’s constant jabs at her modesty. It took her a few moments to take a nibble on the deliberate bit of bait Fleur left in the middle of her sentence, but when she did, she was not disappointed. ‘And what do you mean get even?!’

Fleur waved her off. ‘Eez is not important. Forget I said anyzing.’

‘Saying that just makes me want to know more!’

Exactly.

Sighing theatrically, Fleur dropped the bomb. ‘You are not as discreet as you zink you are. Remember when ‘Arry came ‘ome early from ‘is ‘oliday?’

Lily’s emerald green eyes started to slowly widen as the implications set in.

‘’E lied and said ‘e came ‘ome a day later zan ‘e truly did. ‘E saw you wiz your two lovers,’ she explained, to Lily’s utter horror. ‘Zen zere was ze time ‘e saw you wiz your research assistant - in ze kitchen, no less. ‘E also saw you with your masseuse -’

‘Enough!’ Lily cried, her crimson face buried in her hands in mortification. This was fine as far as Fleur was concerned, it allowed her to ogle the beautiful woman’s body undetected.

‘You are quite ze cougar now zat I zink about it. Maybe you only act like a prude to make yourself feel better?’

‘Oh my god,’ she groaned, her voice muffled by her cupped hands.

‘Oh grow up,’ Fleur admonished, a genuine flash of irritation coursing through her. She hated it when people displayed false purity and suppressed their sexuality - it implied there was something wrong with them. ‘Nozzing ‘as changed between you two, ze world ‘asn’t ended, your relationship is ze same. Why are you acting like a child?’

‘It’s just wrong, alright?’ she fired back. When she lifted her face from her hands, humiliation and self-loathing were evident on her beautiful features.

Her irritation spiked to all new heights when she deciphered those emotions.

‘Oh Joan save me from the fucking English,’ Fleur cursed in her native tongue, and while she wasn’t as fluent as her son, Lily understood enough to catch the meaning.

‘This has nothing to do with being a prude or being English, I just don’t want my son to see me like that. It’s humiliating, it’s wrong.’

Fleur rolled her eyes, and she had to hide a grin when she noticed her flippancy was genuinely starting to annoy the beautiful redhead. Then a wicked idea popped into her mind, so she followed her instincts and rolled with it.

‘Do you want your son to move out?’

Her indignation changed to concern and dread so rapidly that Lily looked like she’d been slapped in the face. ‘What? No! Where did that come from? Did Harry say something?’

Got you.

She began spinning her lie like the expert manipulator of emotions she was. ‘Of course ‘e ‘as. What did you zink ‘e would do when ‘e sees ‘is own muzzer sneaking around ‘er own ‘ome like a naughty teenager? ‘Ow can ‘e not feel like ‘e is imposing when you can only openly enjoy your sex life when ‘e’s not here?’

Seeing the look of shock and dismay on her features, she felt a little bad, but the best lies had a hint of truth to them, and this was truly the best way to get the ball rolling, in her mind.

Besides, in the end, Lily would get the best sex of her life, so it was hard to feel too guilty.

‘By closing off zat part of your life from ‘im, you ‘ave made ‘im feel like a nuisance. Why do you zink you never see ‘im either? ‘Arry also feels like ‘e ‘as to sneak around ‘is own ‘ome so as to not embarrass your delicate sensibilities. Zat, or ‘e must rent an ‘otel room instead of bringing women ‘ome.’

Lily buried her face in her hands again and groaned in frustration. ‘What am I supposed to do?!’

Fleur shrugged. ‘Nuzzing. It is not ze end of ze world if ‘e moves out, no? Zen you can fuck as much as you want.’

‘I don’t want him to move out! I love having him here and seeing or talking to him whenever I want, it’ll be miserable here on my own,’ Lily said as her face rose from her hands, her emerald eyes blazing with a beautiful intensity.

Harry may be a mummy’s boy, but Lily is just as bad.

Fleur shrugged as she turned back to the lake. Harry should be swimming back by now. It truly was a massive body of water, and it was completely hidden from muggle eyes and jealously guarded by the denizens of Godric’s Hollow.

She understood why. She was always a child of the Riviera and wouldn’t trade her home for anything, but this place was a close second.

‘I don’t know what to tell you. ‘E feels like ‘e is, ‘ow you say, stifling you, and zat is ‘ow you treat ‘im. Like a burden razzer zan a confidant or someone you respect. Like a child razzer zan a man.’

The intensity in her eyes had tinges of desperation in them. ‘You have to convince him to stay. Please! You’re his best friend! He’ll listen to you! I don’t want to be alone.’

That would be beautiful if it wasn’t so depressing.

Instead of answering, Fleur sat up, leaned over and captured Lily’s soft lips in a heated kiss. The woman in question froze at the unexpected action, so shocked she didn’t even try to pull away.

Fleur moaned as she deepened the kiss, threading a hand in her coppery locks and pulling her tighter against her lips.

They stayed lip-locked for well over a minute, Lily’s stiff body eventually relaxing as Fleur alternated between gently biting and tugging on the older woman’s lips and then kissing her again.

When she finally pulled away, Lily only stared at her with wide-eyed shock. She was clearly caught unprepared by the amorous advance, but wasn’t entirely opposed to it if the flush that overtook her entire body, and the diamond hard nipples were anything to go by.

Fleur stood, her bald and glistening pussy right at Lily’s eye level as she rounded the lounge and took a seat right up in Lily’s personal space. To her credit, her friend’s mother didn’t even bat an eye as Fleur leaned in so close she could feel the younger woman’s breath on her face.

‘Zis is not ze first time someone has referred to ‘Arry and I as best friends,’ she began, holding Lily’s hands in her own while they stared into each other’s eyes. ‘It is a common misconception, but one I find especially rich coming from you. I am not ze one zat goes to ze football with ‘im every week. I am not ze one zat ‘e goes to to speak magic. I am not ze one he thinks about when ‘e goes on a boring ‘oliday with a bunch of drunkards.

Zis is why I find it so rich. I am not ‘is best friend. You are.’

Lily’s eyes watered at the kind words, but before she could start blubbering and completely ruin the amorous mood, Fleur pressed on.

‘’Ave you ever been wiz a woman before?’ she asked, her voice oozing pure sexuality. As Lily shakily nodded, eyes still glistening, Fleur grinned. She was putty in her hands and she didn’t even need to use her allure.

A crutch. Utterly pointless.

‘Good, zen you won’t mind if I touch you,’ she declared, her tone molten with lust. The two sat astride Lily’s banana lounge facing each other, Fleur’s legs resting over Lily’s thighs as they both leaned in and attacked each others’ mouths with a fiery passion.

It’s been too long since I’ve been with a woman!

Fleur moaned when she felt Lily’s hesitant hands palm her perky breasts, her own hands busy untying the straps of Lily’s emerald green bikini bottoms. With the deftness of a pickpocket, she had them removed in no time and while Lily pinched both her nipples with alternating intensities - trying to find the pressure that most pleased her and driving her wild while doing so - Fleur’s hands were busy stroking and probing Lily’s needy sex.

Pulling back from their lip lock, Fleur locked eyes with the inflamed redhead with a cheeky grin, ‘Next time, you will ‘ave no ‘air down ‘ere. I prefer my lovers completely slick.’

‘Next time?’ Lily asked through a moan, her breathing intense and her eyes wide. She looked down between her heavy, sagging breasts to watch as Fleur fingered her with two fingers of one hand, the other’s thumb circling her hyper-sensitive clit.

Instead of answering, Fleur only grinned wider and leaned down to take a stiff nipple in her mouth. Lily moaned louder, loving the way the younger woman worked her body and completely forgetting about the charged conversation they had just been having.

Fleur kept this up for quite a while, right up until her sensitive ears - honed through countless expeditions within trap-filled tombs listening for the faintest of mechanical clicks that could signal her doom - caught the faint sounds of splashing, heralding Harry’s imminent return.

Lily was drunk on pleasure by that time and wouldn’t have noticed a rampaging Nundu, let alone splashing water.

Better safe than sorry and blue balled.

When Fleur’s ministrations abruptly ceased, she had to stop herself laughing at the look of frustrated confusion adorning Lily’s adorable features.

‘Lie down, we can use our mouths on each ozzer,’ she said, her voice soft, sensual yet brooking no argument.

Lily was quick to comply, much to Fleur’s delight. The woman really was a delicious slut once you got her going. The older woman allowed herself to be pushed back until she lay flat while Fleur swung her legs over her body and straddled her pillowy breasts in reverse. When she bent down to smell Lily’s arousal and run her hand through the soft, ginger landing-strip, she bit her lip and hummed in approval as she felt Lily’s hesitant tongue lick the length of her dripping vulva.

Fleur continued her earlier efforts of fingering Lily’s pussy, though this time using her mouth to suck on and pleasure her lover’s clit. She kept her eyes on the lake as she did so as Harry emerged, the water sloshing off his new, incredible physique, the tiny bathers doing little to hide his excitement at the scene he’d stumbled on.

Harry was one of the largest men she’d ever been with. It sounded great in porn, and it was definitely fun in bed when the person with said tool knew what they were doing, but it also came with several annoying issues.

Chief among them being the sheer annoyance of getting hard in pants or trousers - or bathers in this case - that simply did not have the room to accommodate him.

He had several ways to mitigate such issues, both magical and mundane, but the way his cock snaked out of the leg hole of his deliciously tiny bathers showed none were in effect that morning.

She grinned at him as he walked by, completely unnoticed by his mother who had her face buried between the blonde’s thighs - it’s not like he was being quiet either.

When he made to offer his dick for her to suck, she rapidly shook her head and mouthed the words ‘Not ready,’ knowing he’d understand.

He bit his fist to hide his frustrated groan but nodded, though he still pulled out his heavy cock over the waistband of his bathers as it was starting to annoy him. Fleur could only chuckle as she shooed him away before getting back to his mother.

They stayed like this for well over half an hour, learning each other’s bodies so well they were able to bring each other to several blinding climaxes.

Eventually, Fleur stood up on shaky legs after realising she and Lily had just been laying together for several minutes.

‘Zat was wonderful,’ Fleur said with a shaky breath, needing to steady herself less her weak knees sent her tumbling. When she looked down at Lily she had to suppress another surge of desire. The older woman’s face was glistening with her juices and her coppery hair was a fiery halo around her head. Her heavy breasts sagged to either side of her chest under their own weight and her feet were planted on the soft grass, either side of the lounge, leaving her well-fucked pussy bare to her lascivious eyes.

‘You are so beautiful,’ Fleur groaned as she surged forward and captured her lips once again, not minding her own taste and making sure to grind her tingling nethers against the woman’s own.

Lily’s hands wrapped around her neck as she returned the kiss with gusto. When they pulled apart Fleur looked apologetic.

‘Usually I take my time when making love, but I ‘ave a meeting in an hour I must get ready for.’

‘That’s okay, I’m sure we can find time to do this again soon,’ Lily said, her cheeks flushed and the cheeky grin saying more than even her words did.

‘Definitely,’ Fleur promised before grinning mischievously. ‘I ‘ave completed the set. It was definitely my pleasure.’ Laughing at Lily’s confused then deadpan look, she snatched her bikini, not bothering to put it back on as she sauntered towards the fireplace.

How long until she realised she did not see Harry get back from his swim I wonder?

Lily sank back into her lounge as she luxuriated in the afterglow of incredible sex.

It’s been way too long.

Being with a woman, that was. She had no shortage of young suitors to scratch that other itch.

A bittersweet memory of her time at Hogwarts - back when James was still alive and trying to woo her - where she and Alice had spent many a night during her sixth - Alice’s seventh - year exploring their sexuality, sometimes even involving Frank, if he was well behaved.

She remembered teasing James about these trysts after they married, the details always driving him wild.

Thoughts of the Longbottoms made her think of her Godson. With Neville's overbearing Grandmother monopolising most of his time, he and Harry had never gotten to have the relationship Alice and she had both wished of their sons -

HARRY!

Lily froze in shock when she remembered Harry running out and jumping into the lake for a swim.

She never remembered him coming back.

There’s no way Fleur didn’t notice! Not from her vantage point.

That cheeky, conniving, stupidly sexy little bitch! Where is my bloody bikini?'

-

Harry manfully suppressed his grin when he noticed his mother trying to sneak in through the back door, her delicious body covered from cleavage to thigh with the beach towel.

She looks so good.

She’d probably thought she could just sneak by unnoticed, the rapid notes he played on the grand piano masking her from detection.

He may not have been able to join in on the fun, but he’d watched the entire lovemaking session from the kitchen window. His mother wasn’t sneaking anywhere.

‘Looking for these?’ he said, his tone one of amusement as he resumed playing, motioning to the wet bikini on the lid of the piano.

‘You’re hilarious,’ she sassed back, storming over and snatching her damp garment before abruptly turning and making to storm off. Her face was so crimson in embarrassment and humiliation he would be annoyed if it wasn’t so adorable.

He stopped playing again and called after her, ‘She’s pretty amazing, right?’

Lily froze at the stairs at his question. She seemed to be warring with herself as he resumed playing the song in a lower key and slower tempo. Eventually she turned with a sigh and grin.

‘Yeah,’ she agreed as she approached him and stood by the piano again. ‘This is rather silly. Fleur tells me this isn’t the first time you’ve stumbled on, er, me during some recreational time.’

Harry snorted at her wording, and when she slapped him on the back of the head for laughing at her, it only caused him to laugh harder.

‘You’re about as subtle as a sledgehammer,’ Harry granted, unable to hide his mirth.

She stood awkwardly beside him as he played the music. Eventually, he scooted over and she took a seat next to him. Her smell and the fact that she was naked under that towel almost made him skip a note, but he played on, unwilling to show how much she affected him.

Yet.

‘This is a small cottage.’

He paused in his playing to look at her with a raised brow. She had a troubled look on her face, as if wanting to say something but unsure how to get it off her chest.

‘Stop being weird. You can talk to me about anything, alright? I’ll even tell you where to touch Fleur to turn her into a less smug puddle of goo.’

Lily struggled to suppress a grin, but Harry had already succeeded in turning her frown upside down, so a win for him.

‘Are you happy here?’

At the strange question, and knowing this was somehow Fleur’s doing, he turned in the seat so he was straddling the stool and giving his mother his full attention.

‘I think you need to start from the beginning and assume I wasn’t a party to whatever conversation you had with Fleur earlier.’

‘It must be frustrating, us having to always sneak around each other. It’s not a big house. We’re both adults, we both have needs. I’m just saying we shouldn’t… worry so much about  hiding it anymore.’

Narrowing his eyes, he scrutinised her for a few moments before shrugging. ‘We’re roommates. Sometimes you see them naked in the bathroom, sometimes you see them shagging someone. Just because you’re my mother doesn’t mean it has to be weird.’

‘Right,’ Lily said then with more conviction, she nodded. ‘Right. We’re roommates. We both, apparently, have high libidos. You shouldn’t feel like an imposition in your own home. So… there’s no need to move out, okay? Even if you bring girls over, I don’t mind.’

Aaah. You conniving little wench.

‘You’re sure?’ he said, playing along. ‘If you’re uncomfortable, it’s not a big deal. I have more than enough money.’

‘No!’ Lily exclaimed. He’d have been startled if he hadn’t been expecting it. ‘I love having you here. We’ll just have to get used to sometimes stumbling on the other in some rather… compromising situations.’

‘And we’ll have to be okay when, say, I tell you you really want to play with the back of Fleur’s knee when going down on her. That drives her wild.’

Lily blushed a shade deeper, but her grin widened too. He felt a thrill at the thought that this might be working.

‘Maybe I should just take Fleur up on her offer to see your little amateur porno collection for pointers,’

He put on an affronted look, ‘Excuse me, I’ll have you know there’s nothing amateur about any of those. You’d have to pry them out of Bill’s cum-stained hands though.’

Lily winced at the mental image before bumping him with her shoulder, ‘Fleur says she has copies.’

He rolled his eyes. ‘Of course she does. Well, now that I know you’re not going to freak out, I guess you might stumble on the real thing. Are you sure you’re okay with that? It’s getting really old having to book hotel rooms.’

Lily’s smile strained, showing much of her talk was just that for now - fuelled by fear of him leaving - but he hoped in time she’d grow more comfortable with sharing her sexuality with him. ‘This is your house as much as it’s mine. I’ll just have to get used to it.’

‘Atta girl,’ Harry praised with a shoulder bump of his own as he went back to playing the piano.

Lily watched him in silence for several moments before he spoke again. ‘So, did Fleur do her special move? With her tongue’

‘Harry!’

She hadn’t really stopped blushing since their conversation started, but the flush now reached further down her body to beneath the towel and now she poked him mercilessly in his side for his teasing.

‘So she did. She must have really wanted to impress you. Next time, make sure you clear your schedule. If you really want to drive her wild you need to edge her for hours. You won’t be able to get rid of her after that.’

Lily’s embarrassment turned on a dime as her eyes sparkled. ‘You know what she said right before she left? She gloated that she’d completed the set.’

‘Did she now?’ Harry said, his own smile mysterious. ‘That won’t do at all. The thing with Fleur is, as much as I love her, she can get a bit too up herself sometimes and you need to put her in her place.’

He stood up amidst his mum’s look of confusion and leaned down to peck her on the lips. That was not a common thing they did, but he felt daring and the adorable confused happiness it elicited made it worth it. ‘I think I need to make a call. Been a while since I’ve been on a non-Fleur date.’

He suppressed a cheer when she slapped him on the bum and said, ‘Go get ‘em honey.’

Things are moving along nicely.

-

‘Guess where I was today?’ Fleur asked the mirror on her dressing table. She lay in her bed, completely naked and touching herself while her husband did likewise from his office tent in South America.

The mirrors provided a much better view of the entire room compared to the handheld ones, which suited their purposes nicely, whether it be for some good old mirror sex, or for putting on a show.

‘Where’s that?’ Bill asked in his native tongue. He could understand her when she spoke French perfectly, but he still struggled speaking. She didn’t mind, she preferred he not subject her to the butchering of her language.

Bill lay in his own bed, propped up by pillows and just as naked as her. He was a tall, lithe figure with skin similar to her lover’s earlier that day, but with more freckles and hair closer to orange than red. Also, while Harry skewed the scale on what having a ‘big cock’ meant, Bill had nothing to be ashamed of.

Still, eyeing his lean physique, she vowed to get her hands on whatever potion Harry was using to bulk up. Some bulging muscles wouldn’t hurt him any. Maybe she could tone up too.

‘I spent the day relaxing and making love with my boyfriend’s mother.’

He paused in the stroking of his cock and narrowed his eyes at her. ‘Excuse me?’

Fleur’s teasing smile widened and her stroking increased. ‘You heard me. I was with Lily. We fucked. It was magical once she got over her reservations.’

‘Don’t be coy with me wench. What did you just call Harry?’

Her eyes widening in faux innocence, the smile desperately trying to break free, she continued, ‘My boyfriend. What, does it bother you that your wife has a boyfriend? I thought it was pretty clear.’

Bill’s nostrils flared and he leapt off his bed and started to dress. Fleur would have been worried if she didn’t know him so well. ‘What is the issue, my love? We are not done.’

‘One hour,’ Bill snapped back in a gruff tone, his eyes flashing yellow as he contained his rage.

Oh yessss.

‘One hour, what? My love.’

‘I’ll be home in an hour. It seems you’ve been a naughty girl and need to be punished.’

‘Oh how wonderful. Let me just confer with my boyfriend to see if he’s okay with this.’

Bill only growled louder and disappeared from his office with a loud crack, no doubt to the nearest Portkey office - or as close as he could get without being arrested.

Fleur grinned and cancelled the call.

Thank you Lily, you devious little minx.