Harry held a violently shivering Susan in his arms, his grasp on her tight as she kept her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her womanhood planted right on top of his raging member as she shuddered, a massive orgasm coursing through her. She wailed out loud before she suddenly grabbed hold of his face and before he could react, she slammed her lips against his.
Harry was surprised for only a second as he responded eagerly, pushing his tongue roughly inside Susan's mouth, easily subduing her. He was dominating, and he kept Susan's tongue firmly under control as he took full liberties with her, exploring her mouth. His hands were holding her by the arse, with only the flimsy fabric of her swimsuit separating the entirety of her bare skin from his fingers, and he sank his digits into her supple arse, mauling her to his heart's content. Susan was entirely lost to the sensations coursing through her, more intense than ever before, and all she could do was gasp and moan into the kiss as Harry had his way with her. She'd just had an orgasm but she was as enthusiastic as ever. She humped her orgasmic pussy against his manhood, gyrating her hips against him and Harry aided her fully, guiding her onto his cock as he held her tightly by the rear.
He was also aware of Hannah who still clung to his back. Her arms were wrapped around his shoulders while her legs remained wrapped around his midsection. He could feel her massive tits pressing hotly against his naked back, the wet fabric of the swimsuit making her hard nipples poke against his skin. He could feel her moving against him as well, her lower half rubbing sensuously against him as she tried to stimulate herself.
Harry slowly felt Susan coming to a stop and gently pulled back from the kiss. Leaning back, he regarded her. The girl was flushed, her skin almost matching the redness of her lustrous locks as she kept her eyes averted from him.
Gently, he cupped her cheek and made her turn to him.
"Susan?" He asked softly, and Hannah paused, her half-lidded eyes opening fully to take in her best friend who looked as if she'd rather be anywhere else.
"I'm so sorry, Harry… I didn't mean to… I don't know what came over me…" The redhead whispered, and Harry immediately silenced her with a finger to her lips.
"Look, you don't have anything to apologize for," he said gently, smiling. "A lot has happened today, and I know emotions are at an all-time high right now for all of us. And it wasn't as if you were alone in this. I recall myself being an equally enthusiastic participant."
Susan blushed as she took in their proximity and how they were touching each other. She still had her legs around his waist, her pussy resting against his hard length, and he was still holding her by her rear. Not even a hair's breadth separated them, their bodies pressed flush against each other.
Harry noticed her looks and chuckled before he slowly swam over to the edge of the pool with Hannah still on his back. Displaying tremendous strength, he lifted Susan over the edge before doing the same with Hannah who had by now retrieved her bikini bottoms and tied them in place. He stayed inside the pool as he gazed at the two beauties with water dripping down their sinful bodies, trailing and trickling into places he desired to reach himself.
"Look, you don't need to worry about what happened. We can easily put it behind ourselves. As I said, we were both equally involved. It wasn't as if I stopped you or anything," he said, gently caressing Susan's thigh in reassurance. The redhead's hands automatically found his and she held it in her grasp, a look of hesitation still on her face.
"Yeah, come on, Sue. Harry's right. He didn't mind it at all, and you looked like you had plenty of fun yourself," Hannah said teasingly as she wrapped an arm around her best friend and pulled her closer.
Susan immediately flushed at the reminder of what had happened mere minutes ago, prompting both Harry and Hannah to chuckle at her predicament.
"Well, I aim to please," Harry replied with a roguish grin. "Although it was mostly Susan herself. Still, I'd love to be more involved somehow, if you catch my drift."
His little remark did nothing to mollify Susan or help her bring her flush under control. Instead, she blushed harder, but no one missed how her nipples hardened further. Harry exchanged a glance with Hannah who gave him a smirk before she turned back to her best friend.
"I think you've had enough excitement for the day, Sue," she said as she pushed herself to her feet before helping her up. "Let's call it a day here. A good night's worth of sleep and you'll be fine as hell when you wake up tomorrow."
Harry smiled at the two girls and nodded. "Goodnight, both of you. You'll find whatever you might need during the night on your bedside table, but if there's still something missing, don't hesitate from waking me up."
With a final nod, Harry watched as the two girls walked away toward the exit, and his eyes remained fixated on their tight, plump arses as they jiggled and swayed rhythmically as they walked away in those skimpy swimsuits. He sighed once they were out of sight before slowly heaving himself out of the pool.
A towel materialized out of nowhere as he dried himself up, and the memory of Susan and Hannah resurfaced in his mind as he closed his eyes, wiping his face. Soon… very soon.
XXXXX
Susan flopped onto her bed, her heart still racing from the events that had transpired barely half an hour ago. Hannah was quietly brushing her hair at the vanity, stealing glances at her best friend through the mirror. They'd had a nice shower in their respective rooms before Hannah arrived with her things to talk to Susan if she wanted to.
Finally, the redhead broke the silence. "I can't believe that really happened," she whispered, more to herself than to Hannah.
Hannah set down her brush and turned to face Susan, an eyebrow raised teasingly. "Which part? The kiss, what happened right before that, or the fact that it all happened right in front of me?"
Susan groaned, pulling a pillow over her face. "All of it! Merlin, Hannah… I don't know what came over me. One minute we were just having fun in that pool and the next…"
"The next, you had an orgasm when you humped yourself against him before you two decided to practically devour each other," Hannah finished with a hint of amusement in her voice.
Susan peeked out from behind the pillow, her cheeks flushed. "Did it really look so bad?"
Hannah shook her head with a chuckle as she moved over to take a seat on the edge of Susan's bed. "It was far from bad. It was… intense. Merlin, Sue. I've never seen you like that before."
Susan flushed at the look her best friend was giving her and averted her eyes, her heart beating furiously. She slowly sat back up and hugged the pillow close to her chest. "I've never felt like that before. It was like… like every nerve on my body was on fire. All I could think about was Harry – how his hands were holding me, what situation we were in, the feeling of his lips and tongue, the way he felt…"
"Seems like you're still thinking about it quite hard," Hannah observed, raising an eyebrow.
Susan bit her lip gently, feeling both embarrassed and excited. "I can't help it, Hannah. I… I didn't want it but…"
"But…?"
"But now I feel like I want more…" Susan admitted in a whisper. "I want so much more. Is that bad that I think like this?"
Hannah reached out and squeezed her best friend's hand comfortingly. "Not at all. It's natural to want more…" Her voice took on a teasing edge as she added, "Especially after a taste like that."
Susan flushed brilliantly before she gazed at her friend. "But what about you?" She asked, suddenly recalling that it all happened right in front of her. "Oh Merlin, that must've been so uncomfortable for you, Hannah… I'm so sorry"
Hannah cut her off with a laugh. "Trust me, Sue. Uncomfortable is not the word I'd use."
Susan's brows furrowed as she gazed at her best friend. "What do you mean?"
Hannah's cheeks colored slightly as she shifted her gaze. "Let's just say… I might've been in a right state myself back then… and a bit jealous, I guess. And not of you only."
Susan's eyes bugged out as she stared at her in shock. "Hannah! Are you saying…?"
"That I wouldn't mind being in your place? Maybe," Hannah admitted with a sly smile. "Or Harry's, for that matter."
Susan gasped, playfully swatting her best friend with the pillow. "Hannah! I had no idea you felt that way about… me… Harry, I could guess. It's hard not to, but…"
Hannah shrugged, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "There's a lot you don't know about what I want or feel, Sue. But right now, we're talking about you and Harry, and how he made you cum so easily."
Susan flushed and flopped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "I don't know what to do, Hannah. Or rather, how to. I didn't think I could want him so badly… Merlin, I want to feel his hands on me again, to taste his lips, to…"
"To what?" Hannah prodded with barely hidden excitement. Her toes were clenched, her nipples hardening and poking against the thin fabric of her nightdress that fell to the middle of her thighs and had a slightly plunging neckline that gave off a tantalizing display of her ample cleavage and showed off the swells of her large tits.
Susan turned her head, meeting Hannah's gaze with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. "To explore every inch of him. To let him explore me. To lose myself completely in the feeling of being with him."
The more Susan spoke, the more her arousal grew. Still, Hannah did her best to maintain calmness. She nodded, understanding clear in her eyes. "Then maybe you should tell him that. Or…" she trailed off, a thoughtful look on her face. "Or better yet, show him. Show him what you want."
"You really think so?"
"Life's too short for what-ifs, especially now, Sue," Hannah whispered, staring meaningfully at her best friend who noticed her gaze and blushed. Her admission from mere minutes ago was still fresh in her mind. "If you want Harry, you should go for it. Think of how you're gonna do it as you sleep tonight, hmm?"
Susan smiled gently and reached out, giving her hand a soft squeeze.
"Thanks, Hannah. For not judging, for being there for me, and for… well… for everything."
Hannah squeezed her hand back with a warm smile on her face. "You're my best friend, Sue. Obviously, I'll be there for you. Now you get some sleep. You've had quite an eventful day today, especially the climax, pun intended. And something tells me you're gonna need all the energy for tomorrow, hmm?"
Susan blushed as with a final knowing look, Hannah slid off the bed and made her way to the exit. The redhead could not help but let her eyes linger on her best friend's barely covered behind as her flimsy nightdress, so like her own, swayed as she walked toward the exit.
"I'll see you soon, 'kay?" Hannah said, glancing over her shoulder with a small smirk, and Susan blushed faintly at the look her best friend gave her. She had undoubtedly been caught. With a final knowing look, Hannah shut the door behind her, leaving Susan to her thoughts that were filled with the recollection of what had happened with Harry, Hannah's confession, and everything else.
Meanwhile, outside the room, Hannah leaned with her back against the door as she took a few deep breaths before she stepped off and walked away.
XXXXX
Harry settled into his comfortable bed in the master bedroom of 12 Grimmauld Place after having a nice and long shower to relax himself. The events that had unfolded not even half an hour ago were still fresh in his mind and he could feel himself getting stimulated even now as he thought about them. His thoughts lingered on both Susan and Hannah, his desire for them burning hotter than ever after they'd had an encounter like that.
Shaking his head, Harry tried to clear his head as he prepared himself to read the letter that had arrived in the evening when he'd been out. He'd resolved to read it and jot down a reply before going to bed, and as he unfolded the piece of parchment that had been resting on the bedside table, he easily recognized the elegant script of Gabrielle Delacour.
They had been exchanging letters ever since the school year ended roughly three weeks ago, with Harry comforting her and doing his best to make sure she settled into her veela transformation with as much support as he could convey through his words. He could say with absolute certainty that he had grown much closer to the French witch in the past few weeks, and as he began to read, he felt the familiar mix of concern and fondness for her rise within himself.
Dear Harry,
I hope this letter finds you well and I'm sure you're enjoying your summer break. Thank you, as always, for your last letter. Things are rough, but your letters have been helping me massively to deal with all the challenges I've been facing lately.
The past few weeks at home have been different, as you already know. Being away from Beauxbatons has provided some much-needed relief from the daily challenges I had started to face there, but not all is sunshine and roses.
Yesterday, we had a family gathering to celebrate my cousin's engagement. It should've been a joyous occasion, but I couldn't help noticing the sideways glances and hushed whispers. Even within my family, there's a tension that can be felt by even an outsider.
You already know how the others don't like the fact that my Papa married a veela and his two daughters are veela as well. Maman and Fleur can control their allure very well now, but I'm still learning. I could not help myself yesterday. It got so bad that one of my aunts pulled me aside at one point to ask if I was 'doing something deliberately' to attract so much attention. Who does she think she is, saying something like that to me? I shouldn't have to explain myself to her at all. As my aunt, she should know how challenging it must be for me, but no, she had to do something like that in front of everyone.
Fleur and Maman both have been a godsend through all of this. They've been where I am now and they understand everything in a way no one else can. Still, I can't help but think I'm being a burden, even to them.
I've been thinking a lot about what you said in your last letter – about finding strength in who I am beyond my appearance and heritage. It's a beautiful sentiment, Harry, but it feels so out of reach right now. How do I discover who I am when most of the people around me seem to have already decided?
I'm sorry for burdening you with my issues. I'm sure you already have a lot on your plate with everything that's going on over there. How are you holding up? You said you were staying with a few friends this summer. I hope you all are having a great time together.
Thank you once again for being such a dear friend to me, Harry. Your letters mean more to me than I can explain.
Yours,
Gabrielle
Harry lowered the letter with a sigh, feeling his concern for her grow. It had been three weeks, and Fleur was supposed to arrive in a little over a week for her joining at Gringotts. He leaned back comfortably and placed the parchment back on the bedside table as he thought about Gabrielle's words. Her sister had been of massive help to her in this process and once she left France, the burden would fall entirely on their mother.
She was feeling isolated. That much was apparent to discern from her letter, and he didn't think her mother would be entirely up to the job since she must have several other responsibilities as well.
What Gabrielle needed was to have people close to her who saw her as a person beyond her veela nature. She needed true friends close to her so that she could find the strength in those bonds. Expecting anything from those idiots she used to call friends was an exercise in futility.
Flicking his wand, Harry summoned a parchment and a self-inking quill as he pondered on what to write. He could not solve her problems for her, but he could certainly offer her his understanding and support from a distance, to remind her that she was not alone and friendless.
"Dear Gabrielle," he began, the scratching of quill on parchment breaking the silence of the room. "I'm so sorry to hear about the family gathering. It was indeed unfair of your aunt to treat you in such manner despite knowing how challenging these times are for you. Remember, the reactions of those people say more about their insecurities than about you…"
Harry continued writing, conveying wisdom and support to the girl, and emphasized the value of true connections with people and forging them, just as he had done over the past few weeks. He put the letter in and sealed the envelope, and it vanished with a mere flick of his wand to the owlery where it would be taken care of.
'You know, a pair of veela would make a very nice addition to your lovely harem.'
Harry's lips quirked in amusement as he heard Maria's voice in his head. She loved to drop in randomly to bestow her suggestions upon him, which were nothing but her demands in disguise.
'As you say, my patron deity,' Harry thought as he closed his eyes, leaning back comfortingly.
'Good. But there's a bit of time for that. For now, you've got other priorities.'
Harry's brows furrowed as he wondered what she meant when there was a knock on the door to his bedroom. He glanced over and flicked his wand, unlocking the door, and his eyes widened slightly as the door opened and none other than Hannah entered the room with a small smile on her face.
"Mind if I come in, Harry?" She asked, smiling.
"Nah, come on in," Harry replied as he smiled back and watched her walk in and shut the door behind her. From his spot on the bed, he allowed himself to take in the vision that the lovely blonde was.
She had a purple nightrobe on that came to the middle of her thighs, a sash tying it in the middle. Her blonde hair was flowing down her back and left shoulder in waves and as she turned around to close the door, he feasted on the sight of her pert round rear as it pushed against the sheer robe.
Harry had little doubts as to what Hannah's intentions might be at this hour, particularly after the events that had transpired some time ago, and the looks she'd been giving him since then. However, he decided to allow her to dictate where this would go, fully content with sitting back and letting things play out.
He watched as she turned back to him with the same smile and began to sway toward him, and it was impossible to miss the hidden intentions she carried as she closed the distance between them, sitting on the bed to his left and leaning back against the headboard.
"So…" he began. "What's brought you here at this hour?"
"Couldn't sleep mostly," Hannah replied, stretching her legs out, and Harry's eyes took in her exposed thighs as the robe slid upward slightly. The blonde noticed his gaze and smirked to herself. "Not that it's surprising, after what happened in the pool and all…"
"Sorry if that made you uncomfortable," Harry said with a small smile that vanished when the blonde scoffed.
"You can cut that polite act when you're with me, Harry," she said, turning to him with a smirk. "You're not fooling me. And no, it didn't make me uncomfortable. I did it as much as you, after all."
Harry raised an eyebrow as he stared at her.
"I was on your back, remember?" She whispered as she leaned closer slightly. "I was enjoying myself as much as you must've been enjoying yourself, with two barely-clothed beautiful women clinging onto you… You've got that effect on witches. And I'm pretty sure the way I was moving was the main reason why it escalated so much with Sue…"
Feeling no need to keep up the polite charade, Harry gave her a confident smirk and boldly reached out, placing a hand on her thigh right where her robe ended. The blonde glanced down before locking her gaze with him once again.
"I guess I do know what you're taking about," he whispered. "And yeah, I could feel you enjoying yourself. It must've been really stimulating, hmm?"
"Oh, you've got no idea…" Hannah whispered sultrily, loving how his touch felt on her skin as he began to stroke her thigh, slowly inching his hand under the fabric of her robes. He was mere inches away from her womanhood and Hannah could feel herself getting hotter and wetter by the second. "And it's not just you either…"
"Figures," Harry chuckled as he nuzzled her neck, and Hannah gasped when she felt his lips clamp on her skin, sucking harshly. She was sure she'd be sporting a lot of marks by the time he'd be done with her tonight. "I could always tell there was something going on with you two. You told her you've got hots for her?"
"Her, and you as well," Hannah gasped, her breathing ragged as he began to pepper her neck with firm kisses, nibbling and sucking hotly. "Oh Merlin… I've found you hot for a long time, you know? Wanted you to ask me out for the Yule Ball. That was one of the reasons I joined the DA as well… Guess I was just a coward that I never approached you or anything…"
"Well, you don't look like a coward to me from what I've discovered about you today, Hannah," Harry whispered into her ear, nibbling on her earlobe gently before pulling at it with his teeth.
"Guess I grew up quite a bit along the way then," she laughed breathlessly.
"Oh, I can see how well you've grown up indeed," Harry agreed. His fingers did quick work of the sash that was holding her robe in place and Hannah helped him take it off. Harry threw it away and took a moment to stare at a scantily clad Hannah with nothing but a sheer black nightdress with purple highlights along the front and sides hiding her delectable frame from his hungry gaze. His eyes feasted on the sight of her tits that heaved and pushed against the fabric as she breathed heavily.
"I really thought you'd fuck both me and Sue in that pool," she whispered as she pushed one strap after the other, sliding them down her shoulders, and Harry helped her take her hands out. The night dress remained hanging off her tits, and Harry reached out, fondling her over the fabric. Hannah moaned hotly.
"Believe me, I'd have wanted nothing more at that moment," he replied, leaning close. "But I've come to realize that it all happens at the right time. I guess our time is right now."
"Philosophical much?" The blonde teased, earning a smirk from Harry who leaned closer so that their breaths became one, his lips almost touching hers.
"Only practical," he replied and closed the distance between them. Hannah let out a moan into the kiss that quickly grew intense. His tongue pushed inside her mouth and tangled with hers as they explored each other. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as she leaned back and allowed him to get on top of her. Meanwhile, Harry helped himself to her luscious tits, fondling them over the fabric of her nightdress. Her hard nipples poked against the lace and he eagerly rubbed them with his thumbs, loving how pliant and soft she felt. Her legs came up to wrap around his midsection and he felt her humping herself against him, not unlike how she'd been trying to stimulate herself in the pool.
Their lips moved furiously against each other, their tongues battling it out inside Hannah's mouth. Harry pushed his pelvis against her, and Hannah's moan was swallowed as he kissed her.
He felt her move and pulled his lips off her, staring down at her flushed face. She had a lustful grin on her face as she said, "I want to suck your cock."
Harry quickly moved off her and Hannah followed. She made him lie down on his back and did quick work of his t-shirt, her hands roaming over his toned abs and chest before they slowly descended, pulling the rest of his clothes off his frame. Harry allowed her to take them off and Hannah's eyes were soon fixated on his raging manhood that lurched and stood proudly.
"Merlin, I wanted to touch this so much when I saw your bulge in that pool," Hannah whispered as she reached out and wrapped her dainty fingers around his girth and gave a tentative stroke, giggling when it lurched again. "Sue as well, you know? I could tell from the look on her face."
"Good to know," Harry chuckled. "Get started now."
Hannah grinned filthily at his commanding tone before she moved, and Harry chuckled when he saw her throw one leg over him. He reached out and grabbed her round arse, allowing her to descend as she assumed the position on top of him.
"I've heard so much about this. Mind if we try?"
"Not at all," Harry chuckled as he pulled her soaked knickers to the side, revealing her pulsating labia. She was dripping.
Hannah gasped when she felt him touch her down there, and she bit her lip seductively, moaning as he parted her folds and ran his tongue down her slit. Recalling her own duty right now, she turned to the massive manhood right in front of her face and leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on the head. She licked down the hard shaft, planting soft kisses as she descended before she dragged her tongue along the surface once again and swirled it all around the head of his cock.
Meanwhile, Harry helped himself to getting her ready. His fingers kept her folds parted wide as he pulled her down on his face and began to eat her out. His tongue licked along the edges of her folds, slowly moving in a spiral as he planted his lips on her pussy and gave a harsh suck, making her gasp. Chuckling, Harry repeated, and Hannah was forced to intensify her ministrations as well.
With one hand wrapped around his cock, she began to stroke him firmly. She could feel him eating her out with sheer enthusiasm, and the sensation sent rivulets of pleasure straight through her core. Her lips parted wide as she wrapped them around the head of his prick before she hollowed her cheeks out and descended, slowly taking his manhood within the confines of her hot, wet mouth. Her tongue splashed around his girth as she descended, feeding herself more of his cock until she felt him hit the back of her throat.
"Mmmmphh!" Hannah moaned around the mouthful of cock as she sucked him off as hard as she could. Her tongue darted about like a blur, caressing his cock as she splashed him with her saliva. Her heart was beating furiously, her arousal skyrocketing as Harry kept eating her out. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock, moaning loudly around him. Her hand stroking his length started moving faster as she intensified her efforts to fuck her mouth on his cock, slamming her head up and down on it like she was starving.
Harry grunted as he pulled his lips off her pussy, loving how enthusiastically Hannah was sucking him off. He reached over and began to rub the small bundle of nerves right on top of her pussy, and Hannah gasped, her mouth forcibly pulling off his cock as she let out a loud cry, shaking.
"Merlin! Do that again!" She cried out, and Harry obliged with a chuckle. Hannah shuddered on top of him as he flicked her clit once again before he began to rub her folds.
Her mouth descended on his cock with vengeance, and Harry threw his head back, groaning loudly as Hannah sucked his cock wildly. Her hand stroked him faster as she kept banging her head up and down on his length, and Harry had an odd feeling that she was trying to jack his cum from his balls into her mouth with such desperation and eagerness.
Over and over, the hot blonde's head bobbed back and forth as she plunged her mouth onto his cock with reckless abandon, her hand jacking him off furiously as he resumed eating her out. She could feel how wet she was, gushing on his face, but she could not care less. She wanted everything from him, and it started with taking his hot, potent seed inside her mouth.
"Merlin, Hannah… how'd you get so good at sucking cock?" Harry asked aloud with a groan. "Not only you… how are all the witches so good at this!?"
"Oh… we practice… what do you take us girls for, hmm?" She asked with a chuckle as she pulled her mouth off his prick, stroking him harshly. "And then there's our magic helping us out as well…"
"I fucking love magic," Harry laughed, and with a giggle, Hannah dove down his length once again. She was desperately hungry to taste all his hot cum. With her free hand, she reached down and cupped his balls, feeling how full they were with his release, and it heightened her desire.
"Fuck, I want you to cum in my mouth, Harry! I want you to give it all to me!" Hannah moaned lecherously before she plunged her mouth onto his cock once again. She sucked him off like a wild whore, giving her all as she fucked her mouth and jacked him off against her throat. All the while, their combined moans and groans echoed off the walls as they orally pleasured each other, sucking and licking hungrily.
Outside, a door opened and a curious Susan walked outside, her nightrobe wrapped tightly around her. Her lustrous red hair fell over her back as she looked around, and she turned sharply when she heard sounds coming from the door in the distance. Curious, she began walking with slow, purposeful steps and her hand wrapped around the doorknob to what she knew was Harry's room. The sounds were faint but still easily audible, and as Susan twisted the knob, she discovered the door was unlocked.
Slowly, she twisted it further and pushed the door open. The sight that greeted her stilled her, freezing her on the spot.
There was Hannah on top of Harry with her mouth repeatedly plunging on his manhood as she furiously sucked him off. Her eyes were closed as she moaned loudly, and now, Susan could hear it all with perfect clarity. Hannah's moans were accompanied by Harry's, and Susan could do nothing but stare, utterly spellbound.
Her nipples hardened, her breathing growing ragged as she felt a heat developing between her legs as she remained rooted to the spot, staring straight at them.
Hannah kept plunging her mouth onto Harry's cock before she pulled off with a loud, wet squelch. She kept stroking him wildly as she took a deep breath before her eyes fell on her best friend who stood by the door and stared at them with wide eyes.
Her hand came to an abrupt stop as her vision cleared properly, and the two best friends stared at each other in silence.
To be continued…
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