Hermione batted Harry's hands away from her breasts, in no mood to entertain him after what he had done. The fool had somehow fulfilled his promise and broken the charm that prevented her pregnancy.
It might be true she had been literally begging for it, but after she had left the fuck-fueled state that apparently decreased her intelligence massively, the reality of what happened fully hit her.
"Come on, Hermione," Harry almost whined as he tried to pull her to him, "You aren't actually mad, are you?"
Hermione closed her eyes to ignore her frustration with how badly she wanted to pull off his slacks and get his cock back in her pussy where it belonged. No, not where it belonged. That would mean Harry was more than her… lover? Male mistress, was that a thing? Most definitely, the father of the baby that would grow in her womb if left alone.
"What's got into you?"
Hermione exhaled and checked herself in the mirror. For a witch that literally got a baby fucked into her just moments ago, she thought she looked somewhat presentable. Magic was a wonderful thing that could repair ripped clothes and vanish the overflowing cum that ran down her legs, but there was one thing it couldn't hide without more complex spells.
Her demeanor.
While Hermione didn't look like she got fucked like a Knockturn whore, anyone close to her would see how satisfied she was feeling at the moment. Something that was far different from the usual restlessness she ran her life on.
"Harry," Hermione tried not to sound exasperated, "Do you expect me to act like nothing happened? You broke the charm!"
"Well, yeah," Harry shrugged, not seeing the big deal, "I wasn't exactly hiding what I was trying to do."
"It wasn't supposed to work! No matter how powerful you are! Magic doesn't work like that, Harry!" Hermione winced at the shrillness of her voice at the end and quickly calmed herself down.
"Er, well, you know I've never been good at theory, but I clearly did what I set out to do," Harry pointed out, "I wanted to be the uncle of a green-eyed girl, and I'm pretty sure I'll get that wish."
Hermione should have been ashamed of how wet she got when Harry said something so outrageous. But just like when he was fucking her with the sole purpose of impregnating her, all she could feel was the sick pleasure when thinking of raising the child that would grow inside her with Ron.
She had never considered how much her values had been twisted by what had been happening until now. The thought of bringing an innocent life into the world just for her sick satisfaction would have disgusted her in the past instead of exciting her. Of course, she didn't doubt her child would be surrounded by love, but that didn't change how it came to be.
Perhaps that was why Hermione tried her best to be angry with Harry instead of fucking him again in celebration. To pretend like she was still the same witch that believed in traditional families and whatnot.
"No," Hermione moved to avoid Harry's hand and turned away with a flushed face, "I think we kept them waiting long enough."
Harry watched Hermione limp away from the bathroom with a bemused expression. What he sensed from his best friend versus what she showed outwardly were complete opposites. He suspected that Hermione had never been happier, but the anger confused him on what to think.
After a few seconds of hesitation, Harry followed Hermione to a deathly silent living room. Each occupant was giving him a different type of look.
Bill looked as if he wanted to kill Harry, followed by Ron if his frequent glances at his younger brother meant anything. Fleur was bright red while seeming annoyed that she was still fully clothed if her fiddling with the hem of her shirt meant anything. Ron had that dopey smile on his face while hugging Hermione close to him and stroking her flat stomach while he still could. And Ginny was beyond exasperated.
As for Hermione, she refused to meet Harry's gaze.
"Fucking hell…" Harry muttered, "I forgot to silence the bathroom."
"Yes, Harry," Ginny said sharply, "You did. Please tell me all that was just talk. You did not get this whore pregnant!" She paused before turning to Hermione, "No offense, Hermione."
"No, it's alright. I get it." Hermione shook her head.
"Er, maybe?" Harry said unsurely, looking at Hermione to take the lead. When she gave a slight nod, Ginny sucked in a sharp breath while Ron… squealed? Yes, squealed in delight.
"… You're far worse than our father, Ron," Bill stated while staring daggers at Harry, "And I never thought that could be possible. If you still want my advice, break up with Hermione and cut off your friendship with Harry. Same to you, Ginny. You don't need to accept this nonsense."
The room immediately chilled as Harry's anger skyrocketed to levels he hadn't felt since Voldemort. He liked Bill well enough, but for anyone to dare suggest his Ginny to leave him and tell his best mates to do the same would get his full attention, and not in a good way.
Bill felt the hairs on his neck stand up as magic crackled along his skin. He didn't even know such a phenomenon was possible from a singular wizard. It was highly similar to what he felt during curse-breaking expeditions when danger was one mistake away. He kept his mouth shut as he watched Harry storm to Ginny and pull her into a possessive hug.
"Ginny should do what?" Harry asked calmly, but his magic could be felt in the air, ready to act with a wrong answer.
"Harry," Ginny said with a clear warning, uncaring for his show of dominance, "Stop threatening my brother, or I might actually do what he's suggesting."
Bill was shocked at how quickly the magic crackling in the air disappeared after Ginny's threat.
"And you!" Ginny turned her ire to Bill, "No comments on my relationship. Something this minor isn't enough to change anything."
"Minor!" Bill blurted out, "We just heard your fiance fuck our brother's girlfriend! And she's supposedly pregnant! How is any of that minor?!"
Ginny pointed at Ron and Hermione, who seemed more into whispering to each other than paying attention to the drama. "Do they look devastated? No. They don't. The only reason I'm angry is because I wasn't told beforehand. I had a feeling this would happen anyway."
Harry, whose smile was growing wide the more Ginny spoke, didn't think it was possible to fall in love with his redheaded firecracker of a fiancee more than he already was. There wasn't a woman that better fit him than Ginny.
"Don't think you escaped, Harry," Ginny snarled when she saw a stupid smile on his face.
"I know," Harry cut off Ginny's retort by giving her lips a quick kiss, "I love you, Gin."
When Bill saw his sister melt into Harry's arms after something so simple, he stood angrily, pulling Fleur up with him. "I think it's best if we stay away for a while. Let's go, Fleur."
"Non! Bill, why must you be so… so stubborn! Zey 'ave a beautiful zing!"
"Fleur, this is not a discussion!"
Harry frowned as Bill dragged Fleur to the fireplace and left the house. He almost wanted to stop them, but Fleur could take care of herself. She was a powerful witch in her own right.
There was a brief silence when the older couple left before Ron broke it. "Let's give Bill a break. He's going through some things."
"Yeah?" Harry didn't feel very forgiving, "That didn't give him the right to suggest something like that. We've been friends since first year, and I don't see that changing anytime soon."
"It's not," Ron chuckled, "Still, you have to see it in his view, Harry. What we have isn't exactly normal."
"… Yeah," Harry begrudgingly nodded.
"If you're done reassuring each other, explain, Harry," Ginny interrupted, "What were you thinking?!"
"Er, I wasn't?" Harry replied nervously.
"I didn't think it was possible," Hermione defended him, "I was on the charm, Ginny. You know it shouldn't have broken that easily."
"You were?" Ginny asked in surprise. She knew how that charm worked, and it was supposed to be foolproof if applied correctly. If it wasn't, the number of accidental pregnancies would be far too common. "… Then this is because of Harry being Harry?"
Hermione shrugged, "I guess so."
"Right, well, I'm guessing you'll take care of it? You know it's best to do it as soon as possible."
Harry shifted uneasily but didn't comment since he supposed he shouldn't have a say. Just because his sperm lasted long enough didn't mean an actual baby existed yet.
"Well… Ron and I just talked, and we… don't want to do anything?"
Ginny crossed her arms below her breasts and leaned into Harry as she stared at Hermione, pointedly ignoring her brother. "Let me guess, this is something else you two get off on."
Hermione shrugged again, seeming to admit it without much shame.
"This defeats the purpose of letting Harry do all this! What if the baby looks like a Potter? The wizarding world will know what I'm trying to hide!"
"Er, Ginny, isn't the point of this whole thing have something to do with the medical thing Harry has?" Ron asked hesitantly, afraid that she would bite his head off.
"… Yes, that too!" Ginny added, sounding like she had just remembered that fact.
"Well, I'll let you know what we decide, Ginny," Hermione quickly stood from her seat, "Ron and I need to head back. He… needs to do something."
Ginny didn't get the chance to say anything else since they left even faster than Bill and Fleur. After a brief moment, she sighed and shook her head. "They're going to keep the baby, aren't they?"
"Er, yeah, pretty sure they are," Harry admitted, trying to not show how glad he was for that, though it failed.
"And you're happy about it!" Ginny accused, looking up at him with a glare.
Harry could lie and say he wasn't, but after admitting to Ginny that he fucked her mum all those weeks ago, he found that keeping secrets from her would never be a thing.
"I am. Honestly, I want to follow them and fuck Hermione again just to make sure. No idea how she knows she's pregnant so fast, but it can't hurt, right?"
"… Harry, sometimes I feel like this is going too far."
"You think?" Harry said drily, "Gin, I just impregnated my best friend, my mate is happy about it, and you are way too calm about it happening. If you really want to go back, I could say that it started when your mum gave me that blowjob at our engagement party."
Ginny squirmed in unease with every point Harry listed. It wasn't out of jealousy or anger but out of arousal. It had already gone too far to change anyway, so what was the point of getting angry at what Harry did? Still, there was a point she felt that she had to stress.
"You're right," Ginny admitted, "But let's get one rule in place if nothing else matters. You can't do something like this in the future without telling me. I don't want to find out you got another witch pregnant after the fact! Can you imagine how shameful it would be?"
Harry chuckled at Ginny's example but couldn't help but remind her of something. "Er, Gin, you know the only other witch I've slept with was your mum? Unless you count Astoria, but I haven't done anything with her yet."
"Obviously, I know it's my mum," Ginny scoffed, "With how many siblings I have, I swear I expect her to show up saying another one is on the way with the way you fuck her. How weird would it be? Having a brother or sister that's also my in-law?"
Ginny shuddered in Harry's arms at the thought, making him think it was out of disgust. Though that couldn't be further from the truth with how her pussy started to soak her knickers.
It was only after that did Ginny realize what Harry had said. "Wait! Astoria?! Malfoy's wife? What are you doing with her?!"
Harry blinked in surprise, wondering why Ginny acted like she didn't know. "Didn't Hermione tell you it was part of the deal to save the Malfoy businesses? Astoria offered herself as a mistress to sweeten the deal."
"That's what she meant?" Ginny shrieked as she jumped up, looking as if she was going to run after Hermione, "What part of keeping it in the family didn't Hermione get? She brought in a Malfoy of all people?"
"Er, Gin, I think Astoria won't tell anyone else," Harry reassured carefully, "She knows that I'm the ticket for her to keep the good life."
"No! Harry, I know you still like to think the best of people, but I won't let your goodness ruin it this time! I have to deal with this!"
Harry opened his mouth before closing it without saying a word as Ginny stormed away. She grabbed a handful of floo powder before yelling her destination and disappearing in a flash of green fire.
He just hoped Hermione and Ron were decent when Ginny barged in on them.