Harry Potter was feeling like a bad boy.

He had resisted the call of the Dark Arts. He had slain the Dark Lord Voldemort. Everyone who knew him would instantly think of a hero. A champion for the forces of good.

But in spite of that, he was being a bad boy. With the fall of the Death Eaters, all those who once associated with their order was now looked at in a vile light. The only thing saving some of them were their noble ties and money.

And for some of them, even that wasn’t enough.

Namely the Malfoy clan. They had served a constant thorn in Harry’s side since he first came to Hogwarts, whether it was the little bastard Draco or the obnoxious father Lucius. With Voldemort’s defeat and the British Ministry of Magic now in the hands of Kingsley, the tide had turned. Even a noble family like the Malfoy’s had an uncertain future.

So it was that things were the way they were now. Harry was sitting in his chair like a king. Before him was the one lovely Malfoy lady, Lucius’ wife and Draco’s dear mother, Narcissa. Next to her was Astoria Greengrass, not yet a Malfoy but having had been dating Draco for awhile now. Both of them proud women from pedigreed Pure-blooded families.

But right now they looked far from noble. They were both wearing small black negligees that did very little for their modesty. The hem of the skirt stopped short right below their hips and the fabric was transparent, letting Harry see all of their bodies. So different from each other, Narcissa had a mature womanly body, white hips with a killer pair of tits and large nipples, while Astoria despite no longer being a little girl, she had grown into a woman with a respectable pair of breasts and slender hips, she was far more lithe and childlike looking than the woman beside her. Call it the curse placed upon her, call it just genetics. But that was how it was.

Not like he minded. Harry Potter knew a beautiful woman when he saw one. Two of them next to each other, he was going to make sure to enjoy himself. Astoria still didn’t know what was going on while Narcissa understood what was at stake. They couldn’t be more different and still he was going to get his rocks off with both of them.

Harry was sitting back in his chair with one foot laying upon his knee. “Tell me my lovely ladies. What do you like most about me?”

He wasn’t speaking to any one of them in particular.

Astoria spoke first. “Well I guess it must be your heroism. It’s the first time I’m meeting you Harry and I...” Her voice trailed off.

“Yes?” he said, finally.

“Well I suppose I expected something more. Like a big strong man, tall with muscles.”

Harry wasn’t offended, he even laughed. “Well I’m sorry to disappoint. But you’ll find that I’m extremely tough. Strong enough to make you feel real safe.”

She giggled. “Well I don’t mind the sound of that.” She was about to step forward and then she said, “But ... how many women have you laid with?”

“Oh me? I must confess that I’ve never done such a thing.”

It was a lie. He gone all the way with Cho Chang as soon as he could after they shared their first kiss, and had rawdogged it real hard with Ginny every night as soon as they got together. The first always saw him as the one that got away and the second he intended to give it to her as much as possible so that she would always be thinking about him. But it’s not like the girl before him needed to know.

Narcissa could see through his act. But she said nothing. There was too much at stake.

“Oh that...” She turned away and blushed before saying, “I must confess, I’ve never done it with Draco before either. Whenever I’ve asked him about it, he’s always made up some excuse. Like he has to train with magic, or he has to help his friends out with something.”

Harry had to fight the urge to laugh. Draco was probably just as pure as she was, probably hadn’t even seen a pussy, only talked about it to his equally snotty little friends. Who knows, maybe he kept it in the family and his dear Aunt Bellatrix let him fuck her out of pity. A snotty little bastard of a boy trying to act like something he wasn’t.

“Well he is a very loving boyfriend to make sure that it will be exactly that. By the time we’re finished, you’ll be very adequately prepared to serve his every need.”

He turned to Narcissa. “How about you? What do you like most about me?”

The older woman had every bit as much of a noble air as Astoria did. But being so much more mature than the girl beside her, her air was far more refined and snobbish, and she looked the part even now. And yet, here she was before Harry Potter, all but naked.

“I suppose that you did play a role in ensuring my son’s survival. And you helped dispose of that loathsome Voldemort.”

“Yes, being strong, being capable, all of it comes with being a hero.”

She hadn’t said that, but he was more than capable of capitalizing on it. If she had her way, Voldemort and the Death Eaters would be sitting high and pretty, even after the Dark Lord sent Draco on a suicide mission to go toe to toe with Dumbledore himself. She knew that her family’s standing was at the mercy of the child sitting before her. Like he was some kind of king.

But he was continuing to play dumb about all of it. The official stance was simply that he invited these two to meet with him for a night of fun. Despite being with Draco, Astoria would not refuse an invitation from someone as famous as Harry Potter. Narcissa knew she had no choice.

Harry continued to play up the act. “But if your dear husband really is willing to open up your marriage and you’ve chosen me as your first lover since then...” He grinned slyly at her before he turned to Astoria. “ ... then I suppose I’ll need some practice, won’t I?”

Leaning forward, he leaned forward and took her hand and kissed it. A cheesy enough gesture, but for someone as innocent as Astoria, it had the desired effect. Draco was nice enough to her but always acting snobby at the same time, like she should be grateful he was even talking to her. Here she was meeting Harry Potter for the first time and here he was acting like the gentleman she always wanted from Draco.

“And I’ll make sure to be extra gentle.”

Astoria looked at him with a smile on her face. She was hooked. Narcissa wasn’t too pleased, watching the whole thing play out. She could see right through Harry’s act.

That didn’t stop him from getting his mack on with Astoria. Pulling her hand forward ever so slightly, Astoria collapsed onto his lap. This close, a red tinge touched her cheeks.

Harry knew he was going to be her first. But as much as he wanted to dive in to the real fun, a girl like this needed to be loosened up. Feeling and caressing all over her naked skin in her negligee, her arms and her legs, he could see her nipples already start to stiffen through the fabric of the gown. That little bastard Malfoy probably hadn’t even dared to cop a feel on her.