"Ow!" Ginny groaned as she bent over to touch her toes.

She was tender in far too many places after a brutal Quidditch match against the Montrose Magpies a short while before. She had amazingly been able to come straight back to Harry's flat and soak in the bathtub while she listened to Harry's Muggle radio and tried not to fall asleep.

She still felt stiff and restless. Tomorrow night was their big dinner with Neville and she was nervous. She sighed, looking around Harry's bedroom. It could use some tidying but she had made a rule for herself that she wasn't going to clean up for him.

She wondered if it was time to relent and tell her mum that she was leaving the Burrow. Probably. She decided to do that in the morning. She would do it in person. Her mum would cry and ask her to stay over whenever she could, just like she had Ron before he moved out two years ago.

Ginny thought she should lie down and try to get some sleep but she knew she needed to dump off her excess energy. She always did.

"Masturbation it is, then," Ginny said, feeling grateful that she hadn't bothered to put on clothes after her bath, hopping onto the bed and letting her fingers gently rub between her thighs.

Her thoughts turned to Harry and Neville, much as they had in recent weeks. One of her favourite scenarios was imagining Harry and Neville at Harry's office at the ministry. Harry would drag Neville inside and beg Neville to fuck him right on his desk. She didn't think it was very likely, but her arousal ensured that she didn't care.

She pictured Harry fumbling while desperately unbuttoning his trousers so he could get his pants off. As soon as he had done that he would be bent over the desk and Neville would have his cock out, lubed and ready as Harry opened himself up to him.

Neville would be eager, passionate but clumsy. Far too randy to keep his cool as his pounded his cock into Harry's arse, she imagined. She pictured Harry's face in ecstasy at the feeling of being filled up by a cock. It was a face she knew well, thanks to their fun little toy that strapped onto her body and simulated the feeling of having a real cock.

Eventually the pleasure of having his arse fucked so good would be too much and Harry would grab his cock and stroke it hard until he came on the surface of his desk as Neville came hard in his arse.

Ginny then pictured Neville and Harry naked and making out next to her in bed, like she was right now, her fingers insistently stroking her swollen clit. She kept her fingers moving in a steady, circular motion while she pictured Harry kissing and sucking his way down Neville's body until his mouth found Neville's cock. He would lick slowly up Neville's shaft, wrapping a hand around it as he lowered his full lips to the head.

Ginny ached as pleasurable tension rose in her body, imagining Harry kissing and sucking on the head of Neville's cock then pushing his lips down the rest of shaft and back up again making Neville moan.

Ginny's body contorted as her orgasm overcame her, moaning as her thighs clenched with her fingers still between them. Deciding she didn't feel satiated yet, she quickly got into her night stand, pulling out a couple of toys and a bottle of lubricating potion.

One toy was designed to resemble a golden snitch. It couldn't fly around as fast as the real thing but easily floated enough to hold it in place while it vibrated and there were charms that allowed you to change the intensity of the vibration.

Ginny grabbed her wand and recited the charm for the moderate vibration level and placed it between her legs. The sensation was wonderful and little sparks of pleasure coursed through her.

The toy was was vaguely penis shaped and when placed near a bodily orifice it would penetrate it without any other work required. As she held it in her hand she admired how soft, firm and warm it was.

Ginny dipped her fingers into the lubricating potion then used them to wet the toy. Carefully, she then moved the toy to her already sopping entrance and pushed it inside. Moving her hand off the toy she smiled as it began to slowly move in and out of her. She moaned and reached behind her to hold onto the backboard as both toys between her legs pleasured her with little effort on her part. Now she was free to focus on her fantasies.

The images in her mind had changed and she now saw Harry on his hands and knees on the bed as Neville approached him from behind, his cock well lubed. She pictured Neville placing his hands on Harry's back and moving the head of his cock to the rim of Harry's arsehole then slowly pushing it inside as he and Harry moaned.

There was nothing that turned on Ginny more than the sight of Harry being fucked in his perfect arse. She loved how much he loved it and the way he begged her to fuck him harder with her special toy. She found the thought of Neville fucking Harry's arse just as pleasing, the nearly unbearable pleasurable tension beginning to fill her body once again.

Ginny grabbed her wand and said a chant to increase the vibrations of the snitch toy. She wanted to come and she wanted to come hard. In the meantime, the penetrating toy was pulling itself in and out with ease thanks to her own potent arousal and the wetness of the lube.

As she pictured Neville slamming his cock into Harry's arse she finally came again. Her back arched, her lips quivered and her legs shook as warm pleasure crashed through her, crying out in euphoria.

And then she looked at the doorway, not having realised that Harry was standing there, a tent unmistakably pitched beneath his robes

"Hey," Ginny said, smiling and winking at him.

"Hey, Gin," Harry said, rubbing himself.

"Off from work early?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah. Looks like things might be slowing down. Thanks to Neville I think I might be able to solve this hellebore case," Harry said.

"Join me? Please," she urged and patted the space on the bed next to her.

Harry nodded and quickly removed his Auror robes and his pants, dashing over as his hard cock bounced adorably with the motion. He fell back next to her, quickly stroking himself with a dark hand as she reactivated her toys.

Ginny took one of her pale hands and rubbed Harry's torso and stared into his shining green eyes. She then looked down between his legs and watched as he slid his hand slowly up and down his thick shaft, moving down the base then back up to the ridge of the head. She could already see the head was slick from his arousal.

Ginny could feel that it wouldn't be long until she came again. The images of Harry and Neville had faded into the background in favor of the more pleasing sight of her boyfriend deftly caressing his own rigid prick.

Harry's stroking slowly ramped up until his hand was a blur over his shaft. She cried out in ecstasy as Harry expelled a deep moan from his lips, thick spurts of his come shooting up fine torso and over his fingers.

"Beautiful," Ginny said then leaned over and giving him a warm kiss as she floated on a cloud of euphoria.

She stopped the toys then rolled over to snuggle with him.

"I'm looking forward to dinner tomorrow," Ginny said.

"Me too," Harry said and he turned out the lights.

"An army of pixies?" Neville asked, astonished.

"Yes! He absolutely thought this would be an effective way to to conquer Britain," Harry said, laughing

They had chatting with Neville for over an hour now and neither Ginny nor Harry had managed to bring up the subject that inspired Neville's invitation.

"So… I don't mean to pry but I'm curious about something…" Neville said suddenly.

"Pry away," Ginny said.

"Well… it's about you and Luna," Neville said, looking at Ginny.

"I love talking about Luna!" Ginny smiled.

"Yeah, I know. I guess I'm wondering… how that all works. Isn't there jealousy?" Neville asked.

Ginny smirked at Harry and said, "Potter should be jealous because Luna has him beat."

Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"I'm not jealous. It's not a competition," Harry said.

"I know. I'm only taking the piss, love," Ginny said, elbowing him.

"You two are too much," Neville laughed.

Harry decided to stay a little serious: "No, really. Knowing that Ginny has Luna makes me happy."

"And you don't ever… want in on that yourself?" Neville said.

"I mean… Luna's great and very pretty but I've never really felt that way about her. I don't want to interfere," Harry said.

"That's cool. I think… that makes sense. I… I could see myself like that," Neville said, making a nervous smile.

"Could you?" Ginny asked, tilting her head and grinning with excitement.

"Yeah," Neville said.

"Just with us or?" Ginny pushed.

Neville got a shocked look. He turned his gaze back and forth between them both.

"I… I don't know," Neville said.

"You don't have to be nervous, Neville. This is just a casual conversation between friends," Ginny said.

"Friends… yeah. Umm… I don't know. I mean… the idea has appeal but…" Neville stammered.

"What are your concerns?" Harry asked.

Neville sighed.

"I'm afraid I'll get hurt," Neville said, sounding sincere.

"That's always a risk in any relationship," Ginny said.

"I think I've always been afraid… that Harry just wanted sex from me," Neville admitted, looking relieved to have said the words.

"Don't be ridiculous, mate. I mean… I am interested in that but I'm interested in so much more than that," Harry said, getting up to move around to Neville's side of the table.

Harry crouched in front of Neville, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Neville asked.

"Definitely," Harry said earnestly.

And then Neville closed his eyes and leaned down into Harry's mouth. Ginny watched with delight as the two handsome men kissed, their lips gently gliding together. Ginny was at first too awestruck to move but finally moved around to Neville's other side, offering her own lips to kiss, which Neville gratefully received. He was a bloody kisser it turned out.

Neville turned back and forth between the two of them, almost as if he were passing their kisses back and forth, but it was Neville, not each other, than Harry and Ginny were focused on at that moment.

Once they finally parted Neville had a confused looked.

"What's troubling you, mate?" Harry asked.

"Hannah. We had a nice date recently. I really like her. I… don't know what she'll think about all this," Neville said sadly.

"Talk to her. Decide what you want to do. We'll respect whatever your choice is," Harry said.

"Cheers," Neville said.

Hannah was nervous. Ernie would say that she was always nervous, but Ernie wasn't there right now. She was waiting seated on her couch waiting for Neville to arrive. It had been two weeks since their date and he'd been too busy to see her until now.

When he knocked on her door she felt like her heart was going to burst through her chest and answer it for her. She wiped her sweaty palms on her robes then answered the door. Her excitement was dulled when she saw the look on Neville's face. He looked regretful. Hannah's heart sank.

"What's the matter?" Hannah asked.

"Can I come inside?" Neville asked.

"Yes. Please," she said, gesturing behind her as Neville strolled inside.

"The truth is, Hannah, I don't know if anything is the matter."

"Oh? Well, try me," Hannah replied.

"I really like you," Neville said.

Hannah smiled.

"I really like you too. But I'm sensing there's a 'but' coming," Hannah said.

"But… I've started seeing Harry and Ginny. We have an open relationship but… I don't know how you would feel about that," Neville said.

"Oh. Well… that's surprising. But… not a problem for me. I mean, Ernie, Susan and I… have a little thing too. I mean nothing romantic. But…we sometimes lounge in bed and cuddle. Maybe snog a little," Hannah admitted with a giggle.

"Oh? That's lovely," Neville said.

"I think so. Anyhow… if you're still interested… I'm still interested," Hannah said.

"I'm still interested," Neville said and he rushed to her, their lips meeting instantly.

It didn't take long for that sense of heat and urgency to overcome Hannah and before she realised it she was whispering in Neville's ear, "Bedroom?"

"Yes."

They moved towards the bedroom, rotating between kissing and pulling off their robes. Once they fell to the bed, Hannah only in her stockings, Neville's hungry mouth fell between her thighs, devouring the flames of her lust with his lips and tongue. She was too enthralled in ecstasy to tell him she'd never done this before.

Neville pleased her like it was the most important task he had ever been assigned. His mouth was soft and attentive yet strong and forceful at the same time. Once he brought her over the edge he didn't stop, warming her back up and bringing her to another climax.

They traded places and Hannah used her mouth on him, though she wasn't as sure of herself as Neville, having never done anything like it or even seen an erect cock before. She had seen Ernie naked once but his penis had been flaccid.

With some minor instructions from Neville she did manage to get him off, moaning hard as he spilled over her tongue. They transition back into kissing and fell asleep in each other's arms. Susan walked in on them in the morning, used to freely walking in. She woke them up, laughing hysterically as she rushed out.

As the next few weeks passed, Harry and Neville wrapped up their case and their new relationship took important steps, all of them knowing the inevitable end point it was building to. Ginny was the one who suggested they don't drag things out. If she was honest with herself, she was a bit excited to see Harry and Neville together finally though she was also excited about being with Neville for her own sake.

During one particularly passionate group make out session, Ginny suggested they move to the bedroom, her heart pounding and feeling wet between her thighs. Ginny obsessively leaned up into Neville's mouth, feeling gratified to find someone else who kissed as good as Harry.

She whispered in Neville's ear, "Harry promises you have a nice bum. I'd like a look."

Neville looked over at Harry who was sitting on the bed, stroking his thick cock. Harry smiled and looked down, clearly embarrassed. Reluctantly he nodded in confirmation then added, "It is nice, mate."

"Cheers, Harry!" Neville said, and began to remove his robes.

Ginny merely stood in front of him smiling until he was only in his pants, the bulge below obvious. She looked up at Neville and winked, pulling her tee-shirt over her head, then undoing her bra, tossing it aside. Neville's blue eyes studied her small, freckle covered breasts, a smile forming over his face. Ginny bit her lip then turned around, removing her trousers then slowly sliding her knickers down, giving Neville a great view of her bum.

"What do you think?. "It's cute, isn't it?" she asked, wiggling it for him while she winked at Harry on the bed.

"I… uh… yeah," Neville said, sounding embarrassed.

Ginny then turned back around and gestured at Neville's groin with a wave of her hand and Neville pulled his pants down, letting his stiff cock bounce out. It was a very nice looking penis, not much smaller than Harry's. Ginny made a circular motion in the air with a finger so that Neville would turn around so he did.

"Ooo. That is a nice bum, Neville. So Harry, are you just going to sit there wank all night or would you care to participate in the proceedings?" Ginny said, turning around to stick her tongue out at Harry.

"Oh. Well… no. Sorry," he said, standing up.

Harry removed his robes entirely, soon standing tall, naked and sexy with his thick cock resting in a hand.

"Isn't Harry just gorgeous, Neville?" Ginny asked, smiling at her boyfriend with pride.

"He always has been," Neville said with awe.

Harry strode over to Neville and Ginny, confidence radiating from him. He walked behind Neville and placed his hands on Neville's sides, pressing his prick against Neville's crack while Neville gasped. Harry kissed the back of Neville's neck while his hips lightly thrust, dragging his prick up and down the crack of Neville's arse.

Ginny licked her lips and spread her legs, sliding a finger inside her slit, wetting it in her juices then lightly stroking her throbbing clit.

"Mmm," Ginny softly moaned as Harry's large hands curved around Neville's thighs.

Neville's cock twitched as Harry's fingertips edged towards it, pulling his body closer to his own behind him. Neville's eyes were fixed between Ginny's legs. Ginny smiled at him and spread her flesh open to him, showing him how hot and wet she was down there. Harry sucked on the side of Neville's neck as Harry's hand slid over Neville's cock, gently stroking him.

Ginny stepped forward to Neville, leaning up into his mouth with hunger, while she continued to stroke her clit. She pulled her mouth away and planted kisses on his soft chest, dragging her nose over the light hairs that covered it. Ginny had a notion to kiss her way down to Neville's prick and show him just how good she was with her mouth but she decided to wait.

Then Harry released Neville's cock and reached behind her, pulling her into Neville, sandwiching him between them. His cock felt hot on her stomach and she could feel dampness on the head.

"Care to switch places with me, Neville? I'd like to feel both your cocks on me," Ginny said, leaning up to give him a kiss.

Neville stepped aside and Ginny grabbed Harry and kissed him passionately and pressed herself into him hard, feeling his cock against her. She then felt Neville come behind her and start rubbing his prick into her lower back. The empty ache inside of her throbbed with damp urgency, making her feel she had never been this aroused before.

Ginny reversed herself, turning away from Harry and putting her mouth on Neville's mouth instead, letting Harry press himself into her from behind. She let a hand drift down Neville's torso until she found his prick and began to stroke it.

"Oh, Ginny," Neville gasped, as Ginny dropped her knees, moving her head to his prick.

Ginny then flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock to lap up the dampness that covered it. She lowered her lips to the head of his cock then slowly pushed her mouth down, her lips gliding over the ridge of his head then back up again with ease. It turned out that Neville's cock being thinner meant it was also easier to suck without hurting her jaw.

Harry moved behind Neville and rubbed Neville's arse with his hands. He then leaned into Neville's ear and said, "Neville… Would you like it if I stuck a finger in your arse? It's something I've discovered I like."

Neville looked surprised but nodded in silent approval. Harry walked over to Ginny's night stand and put lubricating potion on his fingers. Ginny continued to suck and stroke Neville's cock as Harry slid a hand with lubed fingers down to Neville's arse and slowly sliding a finger inside causing Neville to buck his hips slightly.

"Ahhh," Neville breathed, his cock twitching in Ginny's mouth while her boyfriend fingered him.

"That feels really good," Neville said as Harry kissed Neville on the shoulder and continued to finger him.

Ginny decided that Harry must have learned well from her fingering his arse, based on Neville's reactions. Ginny cupped Neville's heavy, swollen bollocks and began to suck harder, stopping just as Neville started strain, a spurt of hot come gracing her tongue as she pulled her mouth off.

"Shit," Neville said, looking down in shock.

Ginny grinned up at them both then wondered what other pleasure they could bring him.

"Neville… how would you like to put your cock in Harry's arse while I lay back and play with myself? He really likes a nice cock up his bum, I promise you," Ginny said.

"That sounds great!" Neville said as Harry pulled his finger out of Neville's arse and strode over to the bed, getting himself into position with his arse sticking up.

"Merlin's beard," Neville said and Ginny patted Neville's arse in encouragement.

Neville walked over to the night stand and put some of the lubricating potion on his cock then marched over to the bed, climbing on and getting on his knees behind Harry. For a moment he admired Harry's arse while he stroked himself.

Ginny took a seat in the corner chair next to the window and began to massage her clit as Neville positioned his cock to Harry's hole, slowly pushing inside while Harry moaned. Ginny moaned with happiness as she stroked her clit, entranced by the sight of Neville's cock disappearing into her boyfriend's beautiful arse.

Harry began to push back against Neville, seeming to urge him to fuck him harder, inspiring Ginny to stroke herself more vigorously.

"Bloody hell, watching you lads going at it is really going make me come hard," Ginny confessed, her voice becoming strained.

Neville pounded into Harry's arse while Harry frantically stroked his own cock. Ginny could feel the rising tide of pleasure as her fingers worked her clit hard. Hearing Harry's moans and watching Neville's face proved to be more than she could handle and she squealed out a long and deep moan, jolts of pleasure coursing through her.

"Ohhh," Neville moaned, his face contorting in pleasure as he very obviously came hard in Harry's arse.

For a moment, Ginny worried the fun would be over but Harry hadn't came yet. Neville pulled himself out of Harry and said "Harry, will you fuck me?"

Harry rolled over then smiled up at Neville. He pulled himself up and kissed Neville on the mouth tand said, "I'll do whatever you or Ginny like."

"Just use lube and go slow. It'll be okay," Ginny assured them.

Harry rolled off the bed to lube himself up while Ginny hopped on the bed.

"I'm getting on the bed so that Neville can eat me out while you fuck him. If he likes."

"I would like," Neville grinned.

Neville got on all fours before her in an approximation of Harry's former position. In the meantime, Harry had lubed up his cock and was moving behind Neville. Harry looked nervous and pushed a little in Neville then pulled out before putting himself back in and pushing all the way in.

Neville groaned then moved his face toward Ginny's hot and aching sex. He first kissed her thighs then moved to the mound of red hairs that topped her nether region. Neville hovered then kissed and nuzzled the hair. He then her outer lips with a hand then spread them apart and slowly moved his mouth to the warm, swollen flesh beneath.

His mouth found the swollen nub of her clit which he then lightly kissed then slowly began to lick upward in a steady motion. Behind him Harry had begun to thrust hard into Neville. Ginny thought he looked so cute with his messy hair bouncing about.

She looked down at Neville and was amazed at the skill and surety at which he worked. Neville was more experienced at sex than she had thought. She moaned, engrossed in the pleasure of Neville's sweet tongue.

"Lick harder," Ginny begged and Neville complied, Ginny moaning her approval while Harry pounded into his arse.

Harry looked like he might come soon and she hoped he could hold on a bit longer as she had more in mind for them. She shuddered with orgasm again, her toes curling as her fingers clenched the sheets.

"OK, let's change things up. I really want to fuck Harry while you suck his cock, Neville," Ginny said, still feeling euphoric.

"Sounds great," Neville said and Ginny could see his cock was already very hard again. Harry pulled his cock out of Neville's arse then climbed off the bed to grab his wand to perform a cleansing charm on his prick.

Ginny went over to their dresser and pulled out her special toy that formed to her body and felt like it was sort of a part of her. They had told Neville about it but the look on his face showed that he was still fascinated.

Ginny put it on and did both its necessary charms. The first to attach it to her body, giving her limited sensation, and the second to make it the size Harry preferred. She lubed it up while Neville lay on the bed, stroking himself.

Ginny had grown to love the feeling of having a cock, or at least an echo of what it felt like. And she loved the feeling of being in Harry's arse. Harry was now on the bed laying on his side so she could fuck him from behind while Neville sucked him. Neville positioned himself correctly and immediately went to work while he continued stroking his own cock.

Ginny got on the bed and slid behind Harry, gently inserting the toy. She began to thrust in and out of Harry while he moaned. Neville fiercely sucked Harry's cock while she slammed into Harry's arse, the friction feeling incredible.

Ginny thrust in and out of him faster and faster with every minute, feeling desperate as the toy spasmed and she came again.

"Fuck!" she screeched as the hot pleasure twisted her body.

She felt sensitive and tired but continued to fuck Harry as hard as she could.

"Oh. Oh, Merlin. Oh. Ohhhh," Harry called out, a loud moan following as Neville made a happy sound below, Harry coming in his mouth.

Neville licked and sucked until Harry nudged him off. Ginny was still turned on and hadn't had enough.

"Neville, lay back," Ginny said and Neville complied.

Ginny removed the toy with a recitation of the first charm and then grabbed a handful of lube for Neville's cock and rubbed it all over, making sure it was very slick before she lowered slowly herself onto it, desperately needing to be filled.

Ginny leaned over and put her hands on Neville's chest and began to push herself on and off him, determined to make him come inside of her. Harry lay next to them, smiling and planting soft kisses on Neville's shoulder.

Ginny leaned over and kissed Neville and bounced on his cock harder, loving the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh and knowing it wouldn't be long.

"Oh, Ginny, you're bloody amazing," Neville said.

"I know," Ginny said, sticking her tongue out, leaning back up, her back arching as she and pushed herself up and down on him with hard and precise motions.

Finally, Neville's mouth hung open and his body froze, his hands gripping her arse hard as he groaned in pleasure, thrusting himself upward into her sopping hole. Ginny felt his cock pulse and fill her with his hot come. A moment later, Harry let out a load moan as he too came from his own hand to Ginny's surprise as she hadn't even noticed he had been wanking.

Ginny slid off Neville and flopped back on the bed, on the opposite side of him from Harry.

"Well… that was a lot of fun, wasn't it?" she asked, through heavy breaths.

"Yeah," Neville struggled to say, still recovering.

Ginny stopped and thought for a moment and examined the two beautiful men whom she was in bed with. She was completely in love with Harry and she was definitely falling for Neville.

"This is neat, isn't it? This thing we're doing, whatever you would call it," Ginny said.

"Sort of friends and lovers, I suppose," Neville replied.

"Hmm… I like that," Ginny said.

"Me too," Harry chimed in, leaning over to give Neville a kiss.

"Neville, would you like to stay here with us tonight? There's plenty of room in the bed," Ginny said.

"Merlin, Ginny! You're insatiable!" Neville laughed.

Ginny laughed.

"No, Neville. I don't mean for more sex… but we could, I don't know, cuddle a bit? If that's all right with Harry, of course."

Harry nodded as Neville smiled, saying, "I'd like that a lot."