Harry ducked a snowball that his mother sent whizzing his way, and he tackled his aunt into the snow to knock her out of the way of an assault from Violet.
Rose's body felt good pressed up against Harry's like this, but he quickly scrambled up off his aunt and behind cover.
She joined him, their knees touching as they faced each other while crouched behind a car.
"I go left, you go right." Harry told Rose, and she nodded. They both leaped the direction they'd chose, but when they sprung up out of hiding, Lily nailed Harry in the chest with a snowball, and Rose took one to the top of her head, leaving snow in her mane of red hair.
"You'll have to try harder than that, love." Lily smirked triumphantly at Harry.
"We've been out here for several rounds, and I don't know about you fancy wizards, but I need a steaming cup of cocoa." Rose stamped her feet in the snow. Lily laughed.
"C'mon sis, let's go get you warmed up." Lily said in a coddling voice that made Rose scowl, but the two sisters burst out laughing together, and they even linked arms as they walked into the house.
Shaking his head in amusement, Harry offered his arm to Violet. His petite cousin took it, and he grinned at her.
———
Harry checked his watch from his spot on the couch, and sighed.
"I'm sorry to have to go guys, but I have dinner plans." Harry said. Violet and Rose both made sounds of disappointment, but Harry waved them off.
"Wizards can travel across oceans in an instant." Harry said, "I'll be able to see you guys whenever we want."
"That's true. No need to catch a plane over to England." Rose realized.
"Do you need me to Apparate you?" Lily wondered, but Harry fingered the pendant hanging around his neck, the one with a symbol of a triangle with swirls coming off each of the three points.
"No, I've got it. You stay here and enjoy some more family time. Aunt Rose, I hope I'll see you soon. Violet, I'll at least see you when we go back to Hogwarts." Harry smiled, and he hugged his voluptuous redhead aunt and his petite strawberry blonde cousin.
"Bye, Harry." Violet said shyly, and Rose gave him a small wave, then Harry gripped the pendant from Freya in his hand, and he leaped.
———
Harry landed in a tangle of body parts, and when he managed to wrest himself free and realize what was going in, he looked down at the two girls he'd wound up entangled with.
Daphne and Astoria Greengrass were both looking at him, slack-jawed. He could see why, he had just appeared on Daphne's bed entirely naked except for a pendant hanging around his neck. Astoria's eyes were hungrily fixed on Harry's rapidly hardening cock, and Daphne was really no better, despite her having had it inside her already.
The two Greengrass sisters were both rather skimpily dressed, with Daphne in just a lacy red bra and white cotton shorts, while Storey was in a gray cropped tank top, and definitely NOT wearing a bra. On her lower half, she wore some mesh short shorts
"Merlin, you two look sexy today." Harry blurted, and both sisters beamed.
Daphne put her hand on the back of Harry's head and pulled him in for a kiss, one that he happily returned, one of his hands coming up to fondle her breast as he did so.
"How'd you get here, Harry?" Storey asked, and she slid her arm around Harry's neck.
Daphne pulled her lips off Harry's, and glanced at her younger sister. Astoria froze.
"What?" Daphne asked.
"You aren't going to say something?" Storey frowned.
"Oh, I'm done being jealous." Daphne said, and she and Harry exchanged smiles, "I know that Harry loves me, and that's enough for me."
Before Harry could get a word out, Storey lunged at him, and Harry found himself laying on his back, Astoria's lips mashed against his, her heavy tits smushed against his chest and his cock rock hard and pressed against her stomach.
His arms came up to wrap around her bare back and pull her closer. Her dark hair tickled his face, and her hands were so soft.
When she drew back for breath, she was beaming.
"How did you appear naked in my bedroom?" Daphne realized with a start.
Astoria reached out and touched the pendant, then looked surprised at herself.
"How'd you know?" Harry asked curiously.
"I don't know. I just… it's from Freya, isn't it?" Astoria's eyes widened. Harry nodded slowly, groaning slightly as the voluptuous girl on his hips shifted.
Daphne winked knowingly at Harry and he chuckled.
"I can travel anywhere I want, on Earth or in Freya's realm. The only downside is I appear naked." Harry chuckled.
"Downside?" Daphne laughed.
"Upside." Harry amended, and she gave him a grin, then her lips met his. Not to be ignored, Storey began stroking Harry's shaft while her older sister possessed her future brother-in-law's mouth.
The door opened suddenly, and all three looked up in total shock.
Emma Greengrass' sexy figure was in the doorway, and she looked stunned.
"Um… hi, Mom." Daphne squeaked, her trademark confidence fleeing her with amusing speed. Harry alone knew that Emma could hardly get mad, considering what they'd done together in Vanaheim, but he knew that Emma's daughters didn't know that.
"You two get dressed." Emma said sternly to her daughters, and Storey slid sheepishly off of Harry. Harry sat up as Astoria walked past Emma out of the room.
Daphne rose up off the bed to go to her wardrobe.
"Harry… if you'll come with me." Emma said firmly. Harry got to his feet and followed Emma out into the hall, his cock pointing the way towards the knockout blonde MILF.
Emma bit her lip once they were alone, openly ogling Harry's cock.
"I didn't realized I'd missed it so much." Emma teased, and Harry grinned, putting his hands on her thick, womanly hips.
"It's missed you, too." Harry told her truthfully, and Emma melted into his embrace, their lips meeting and her legs turning to putty. He pulled her tight to him, enjoying her gasp as his rock hard cock pressed against her.
"Oh, fuck, love…" Emma panted, and Harry kissed her neck, loving her sexy panting of breathless pleasure.
"You need clothes." Emma groaned reluctantly, "My husband's here."
Harry raised his eyebrows.
"And you still are here with me like this?" he wondered.
Emma cupped his cheek tenderly, and their lips met again.
"Yes, I am." she said simply, and laced her fingers with his, and guided him to the master bedroom.
"We need to pick simple clothes, so that Stephen doesn't notice they're his." Emma said, and with their hands still laced, she led him into the walk in closet.
She handed him boxers, and he pulled them on, wincing at how tight they were, restricted around the cock.
"Poor boy." Emma cooed, and she pulled her wand out and tapped the shaft of his cock with it. Well, the fabric covering the shaft of his cock. The boxers instantly grew, fitting him perfectly now.
"That's better." Harry sighed in relief.
"Good." Emma said playfully, "I'd hate to cut off blood flow to your cock."
"You and me both." Harry grinned.
Emma and Harry fell back into each other's arms, and his hands were up her shirt and her bra had been pulled down when she finally had the strength to stop him.
"We need to get you dressed." Emma pleaded. She was insanely aroused, and if Harry did keep touching her, she was going to jump his bones, consequences be damned.
"Fine… Mum." Harry grinned, and Emma felt a warmth spread between her thighs.
"D-don't call me that." Emma said in a shaky voice.
"You don't like it?" Harry asked innocently.
"You know I love it." Emma replied readily, making Harry grin as the blonde walked to the hanging shirts, her childbearing hips swaying as she did so.
———
Harry sat at the Greengrass family dinner table, Daphne on his left and Astoria on his right, and they sat opposite Emma and Stephen Greengrass.
Stephen was a man with dark hair, blue eyes, and a kindly voice. He was a little heavyset, and he had thinning hair. It didn't seem he had too much magical power, considering the signs of age appearing on him while beside him, Emma sat looking like a goddess… and Harry would know.
"So, it's lovely to see you for dinner, Harry." Stephen smiled politely.
"Uh, thank you, sir." Harry cleared his throat, getting a strange rush. Harry had fucked this man's wife. He'd had her writhing on the bed crying out his name, he'd eaten her out later that same day, and then just today, he'd been groping the fuck out of her. Not even mentioning what Harry had done to Stephen Greengrass' daughters.
What a strange sense of power. From how Emma was looking at him, he had a feeling she could tell, too. And she didn't seem unhappy.
"Dinner was excellent, m'dear." Stephen said with a small smile to Emma, who nodded politely.
"Do you want to come look out at the stars with us, Harry?" Astoria asked Harry innocently.
"I'm going to help your mum clean up first." Harry said, rubbing Storey's thigh, making her blush.
"Clean fast." Daphne told Harry, and he grinned.
The two Greengrass sisters rose to their feet and left, and Stephen pecked his wife on the cheek before heading upstairs.
Harry made a stack with his plate, Daphne's, and Astoria's, and carried them to the counter. Then, he wrapped both arms around Emma's waist from behind, and yet again, she melted in his arms as his kisses went up and down her neck.
"Come help me fuck your daughters." Harry said boldly, and Emma gasped in surprise and excitement.
"What if they freak out?" Emma worried.
"I'm sure they'll adjust to it." Harry said wryly. With how this new Daphne was… she'd probably enjoy getting to show off sex with Harry to her mother.
"What better family bonding activity than worshipping the cock of a real man?" Emma asked quietly, and Harry laughed.
"Not just any real man… my son." Emma said proudly and rather naughtily. Grinning broadly, Harry kissed the woman who would one day be his mother-in-law.