Chapter 17: Entwined

Chapter 17: Entwined Harry slowly opened his eyes, groggily taking in his surroundings. He was lying in his bed, his arms wrapped around two naked witches, their bodies entwined with his. Hermione's long brown hair cascaded down her back, and Pansy's blonde locks framed her heart-shaped face. They were both so different, yet so beautiful in their own ways. As he gazed at them, Harry felt a mix of emotions swirling inside him. He had never been one for multiple relationships, but the passion and intensity of the previous night had swept him up. He couldn't deny the connection he felt with both Hermione and Pansy. Hermione stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she gazed up at him. A soft smile played on her lips, and Harry's heart skipped a beat. She was still hurt from their earlier conversation, but she had willingly participated in the passionate encounter with Pansy. Pansy, on the other hand, was still asleep, her face serene and peaceful. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were slightly parted, revealing a hint of her teeth. Harry couldn't help but be drawn to her beauty. As he lay there, wrapped around his two lovers, Harry realized that he had no idea what the future held. He had never been in a polyamorous relationship before, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for the challenges that came with it. Hermione shifted, her body moving closer to his. "Good morning," she whispered, her voice husky from sleep. Harry smiled, his eyes locking onto hers. "Good morning," he replied, his voice low and gentle. Pansy stirred, her eyes slowly opening as she gazed up at Harry. "Morning," she said, her voice sultry. The three of them lay there for a moment, enjoying the warmth and intimacy of their entwined bodies. Harry knew that things would never be the same again, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for what was to come. As they slowly untangled themselves, Harry caught a glimpse of the clock on his nightstand. It was already late, and he knew he had a meeting with Ron and the others to discuss their plans. With a sigh, Harry threw off the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "I have a meeting with Ron and the others," he said, his voice reluctant. Hermione and Pansy exchanged a glance, and then nodded in unison. "We'll come with you," Hermione said, her voice firm. Harry raised an eyebrow, unsure if that was a good idea. But before he could protest, Pansy was already getting out of bed, her naked body glistening in the morning light. "I'll get dressed," she said, her voice confident. "And then we can all go together." As Harry watched her, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. What would the future hold for the three of them? Only time would tell.