The guests didn't stay too late. "An old man needs his rest," Dumbledore said apologetically, before taking his leave.
Sirius stayed only a few minutes longer. "The healer that was assigned to bring me back to health insists that I sleep at least eight hours each night and eat three full meals each day until I regain my health, or at least as much of it as possible after so many years in prison. I hardly escaped her clutches to come and visit here, but I'm sure she will insist on sleeping in my room to make sure I'm alright." Harry couldn't miss the glint of mischief in his godfather's eyes. "Of course, I chose a healer just out of her studies, and quite pleasant to look at," Sirius added with a wink.
Harry didn't care. Sirius was an adult and so was the healer. Whatever they decided to do was their own business. He only wished Sirius a lot of happiness. He thought Sirius deserved it after so many years of unjust suffering.
Sirius did make a point of hugging Harry's wives as tightly as they would allow. Making Harry chuckle, before leaving. Hermione didn't mind too much. She was just glad to finally see Sirius free and happy. Fleur was less understanding, yet she blasted Sirius with just a bit of her allure, making him feel heavenly.
Once left alone, Dave urged them all to bed. "We have a busy day tomorrow. We should rest well tonight."
Harry didn't need much persuasion. He knew it would take some time before he could sleep, and he wasn't sure what to expect for the next day.
This time, the Grangers noticed both girls going into the same bedroom as Harry. He was concerned about their reactions, but they only wished the three goodnight before retiring to their own bedroom.
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Saturday morning looked dreary. The weather turned cold and rainy again, but this didn't interfere with their plan... well, the women's plan. Soon after breakfast, they all crammed into Jean's car, which was a bit larger than Dave's, although not as elegant. Jean took them to a larger mall, knowing that they would probably have lunch there and maybe even dinner.
Both Dave and Harry looked apprehensive. Harry hoped this shopping trip would not be worse than the one the girls had taken him to a few days earlier, but the glint he saw in their eyes promised a wholly different experience.
They started with men's wear, actually. Harry bought, as advised by the three women and agreed by Dave, two high quality business suits and several more trousers and jackets, all formal, along with some button-up shirts, to complement the non-formal clothing he had bought previously. He was allowed to choose his own ties, though. He was then brought to the shoes department, ending with two pairs of elegant shoes and a few pairs of casual ones. Swimming trunks were next. Despite his protests, he had to try several pairs and let the three women judge which looked best on him, commenting on all his physical aspects on the way and making him blush. He ended buying two pairs.
The girls wanted to start with the swimwear as well. Harry was subjected to a fashion show of various bikinis, all using very little cloth. He would have enjoyed it much better, if Dave wasn't standing by his side, commenting as well. It got even worse when Jean joined the younger women, showing a just as trim and shapely body. Harry was gradually feeling unable to properly breathe and so hot that he thought he would faint.
The girls decided not to torture him too much, though. After getting his stammered opinion about the different models, they sent the men away. Jean made sure that Dave had his mobile phone ready. "I think Harry also need one," she added.
Dave directed Harry out of that store, both feeling thankful for the change. They had a cold drink at one of the many food shops before Dave suggested they go into an electronics shop.
Having grown up in muggle environment, Harry had known about most of the instruments there, but he had never suspected there were so many kinds of each. There were a few tens of TV sets there, from different manufacturers and of different sizes. There were so many audio and video players or systems that Harry felt a bit dizzy just trying to grasp it all. In a way, it was like his first time at Diagon Alley, although nothing was magical.
"The mobile phones are there," Dave noted, pointing to some stands near the side wall. Harry had already seen such, but had never used one. The multitude of instruments was confusing to him. Dave's advice was very helpful. "Knowing you will only use this during school holidays, I think a simple model would suffice, one giving only the basic functionality. By the time you finish school, there's bound to be new, more advanced models, with features we can't even imagine right now. By then you may also have a better assessment of what you need and what you want."
Harry agreed. He doubted any such instrument would even survive exposure to Hogwarts' ambient magic, yet even the simple instrument he had chosen had the benefit of an FM radio receiver built in. "Shouldn't we buy one for Fleur as well?" he asked.
Dave smiled. "I'm sure Jean would take care of that."
Passing a bicycle store reminded Harry of their ride. "I think Hermione needs a new bike. Maybe I should buy one each for Fleur and for me as well."
Dave looked a bit surprised. "You ride a bike?"
"Hermione taught us."
Dave smiled. "Hermione needs an adult bike now, but you two can use our bikes, if you want. You won't need them at school and you probably wouldn't take them on vacation either. You may need to buy a pair for each once you settle down in your own home, but no need to buy it earlier. Even these have new models each year and you may eventually prefer the newer models, the ones still being designed to be sold after you finish school"
"Still, Hermione needs a new pair. Even with the seat raised to the maximum, her bicycle is still a bit too low for her."
"Then let me buy it as a present for my daughter," Dave said with a smile, as they walked into the store. A bit later, Harry helped Dave load the new bicycle into the car, glad for the large luggage compartment. There was still ample room left for the girls' shopping.
It was nice spending time leisurely, not having to think about chores, not worrying about the next meal and not feeling unloved. Harry felt really relaxed and Dave engaged him in small talk, just trying to learn a bit more about his son-in-law, while Harry was eager to speak with an adult who wasn't too judgmental.
They had time to wander through some more shops, not buying anything, before Dave's phone rang. "Meet us at the food court," Harry heard Jean telling her husband.
Fleur didn't like the fast-food stores, nor the way the food was served. She was surprised at the taste, though. Although not to her high standards, she had to admit it was quite tasty and good enough for a quick lunch.
"Don't you like to have a camera for the vacation in France?" Jean asked Harry.
"I'd like one, although I have no experience taking photos, but wouldn't it be better to buy one at Diagon Alley?"
He looked at Hermione, expecting her to know, yet she was looking to Fleur for an answer. "The mechanical cameras should work well in magical environment. It's only the new cameras, with electronics in them, which would fail. The main difference is the way one develops the film, though. Use the appropriate potions and you get a magical image."
Harry thought for a moment. "I think a magical camera would be better for us, and we need to go to Gringotts anyhow. Still, I'd like to see regular cameras as well."
They parted again after lunch, as the girls needed some more shopping, mainly for lingerie. "I think we are also expected to buy some underwear," Dave said. Harry bought a few sets of boxers and other types of underwear. Dave even told him he had been instructed to buy Harry one set of very sexy male tanga. Harry blushed at seeing the small piece of cloth, wondering why he should even wear it, but dared not disobey his wives.
They spent some time in the camera store, where Harry wanted to learn everything he could about photography and cameras, eventually buying a book about travel photography. They spent even longer at the computer store, where Harry decided to buy one laptop computer for them to use, choosing the most expensive model with all the extras offered. Dave was a bit apprehensive at the price, but Harry paid in cash.
"There's a nice film playing now," Hermione told him once they met again. "I'd like to see it, and both you and Fleur had not seen a movie yet."
It was a romantic comedy which Harry didn't mind much, but having both his wives lean on him, moving his hands under their shirts and their skirts for most of the duration of the film was a kind of experience he was quite eager to repeat. The Grangers also seemed to enjoy the film. They sat not too close to the Potters, but Harry noticed that Jean put her head on Dave's shoulder and his free hand was nowhere to be seen. He wondered briefly if his parents would have acted similarly, had they still been alive, before his hand was moved to a warm breast, making him stop thinking altogether.
"Why don't we dine out?" Jean suggested as they were leaving the cinema. Dave was more than willing to agree and the youngsters had no objection either.
They found a small restaurant, off the main part of the mall to dine at. It was quite classy and even Fleur approved of the food and of the service. A short walk along the shores of the artificial lake near the mall completed their evening.
By the time they reached home, all were too tired to even talk. The men took all the packages out of the car and put them in the living room in a large heap, to be sorted the next morning. They then just said goodnight before going to their own bedrooms.
Harry stripped and went to bed. The girls also stripped and then cuddled to Harry, but falling asleep was not yet in their plans. Each took control of one side, caressing Harry, pressing their tits into him and kissing him. They joined forces over his groin, making him forget his tiredness completely.
Harry responded, of course. He gave due attention to each of his wives, caressing their beautiful faces, passing his fingers through their hair and then going down, paying special attention to their erect nipples, adding some kisses and even sucking a little. By the time his fingers reached between their thighs, both were more than ready for him.
Hermione turned around, holding herself on her arms and her knees above Fleur, lining their entrances one above the other. Harry knew what they wanted. He plunged a few times into each alternately, giving them equal shares of his attention, not forgetting to continue caressing their shapely bodies and teasing their sensitive spots with his fingers, until both wives were fully sated, before finishing off inside Fleur and collapsing over the two girls, completely spent.
Sleep took them almost immediately. Harry only got a moment for thinking he was very lucky to be with these two, before falling asleep with a smile on his face.