"You're pregnant?" Daphne asked Susan, visibly stunned.
"Yeah, I am." she nodded.
"How is that possible? When did you guys even have sex?" Daphne asked, looking between Susan and Harry. She was in shock, unable to believe that her betrothed had knocked Susan up. Susan! One of her closest friends. Daphne knew how much Harry loved her, but this still felt like a punch to the heart.
"It was on my birthday." Harry told her readily. The same day Daphne had been fucked by Harry for the first time… that stung. But no, she'd promised Harry that she'd stop being such a jealous bitch.
"Right. I guess you forgot the contraceptive charm." Daphne tried to sound casual.
Harry nodded.
"Yup, I kind of had a busy night, so it slipped my mind." he said, "I'm sorry for not telling you this right away."
"We only found out yesterday." Susan added, and Daphne nodded, and she shoved aside her own feelings for Harry and beamed at Susan.
"I'm so happy for you, Sue. I know this is a complicated sort of thing, but I want you to know I don't hold anything against you, or Harry." Daphne said genuinely.
Harry embraced Daphne, and she felt chills go up her spine, and a warm heat blossom between her thighs when she felt his erection press against her.
"In the spirit of honesty, Daphne, I want to tell you something that I haven't told anyone else before." Harry said, and glanced towards Susan, "You can stay, too, Sue."
Harry guided the two girls out of sight, and he took a deep breath.
Daphne was starting to get worried that more bad news was on the way. She didn't know if she could take hearing he'd gotten another girl pregnant.
"Susan… isn't the first girl I've gotten pregnant." Harry confessed, and Daphne's heart sank. Susan's eyes flew open in surprise.
"The reason I haven't told you guys about this is the mothers swore me to secrecy." Harry explained.
"Mothers plural?" Daphne gasped.
"There are 2 of them." Harry nodded. Daphne slumped against the wall, trying to make sense of her tangled feelings.
"Who are they?" Susan asked, touching Harry's arm. Daphne hated that, the way Susan comforted HER betrothed. But… maybe the reason Sue had to do that was because Daphne wasn't doing it. Daphne was the one throwing a fit because of something she'd already known. This was a shock, yes, but learning there were girls Harry fucked that she didn't know about didn't seem to be too surprising, to be honest.
"The first one happened in my first year, which is why that one is kept so secret." Harry explained. Daphne's eyebrows rose, then her mouth dropped open.
"Cassandra?!" she gasped, and Harry flushed a little, but nodded.
"Wow." Daphne said, shocked.
"The other one is much more recent. I only found out she was pregnant at my birthday party. It's Fleur." Harry admitted.
Daphne's mouth fell open.
"The girl whose room you're moving into today after Hogsmeade?" Daphne demanded.
"It is possible, yeah." Harry admitted.
Daphne honestly just felt like crying. She struggled to understand why Harry and her had only had sex once, despite their years together.
"I'll give you two a minute." Susan said softly, and Daphne realized she was crying, and cursed herself for the salty tears rolling down her cheeks.
Susan left Harry and Daphne alone, and he quickly pulled her to him.
"Goddamn it, I hate seeing you sad." Harry said fiercely.
"I know. I just… I can't understand why you keep doing this to me." Daphne sobbed, burying her face into his chest.
"Daphne, I have never ever meant to hurt you in anything I've ever done. I love you, Daphne Greengrass, and if I could make you Daphne Potter on the spot, I would. You have been the girl I loved for three years now, and to be perfectly honest, the reason nothing's happened is because… I'm afraid." Harry whispered.
"You? Afraid?" Daphne asked sarcastically.
"I'm serious, Daph. I love the other girls, absolutely, but when it comes to you… it's like you're a part of me. And that terrifies me, because what if I fuck up, and you leave me? That'd be like ripping out my heart and stomping on it." Harry confessed, and then his lips were on hers and she was kissing him back.
"I love you, too, Harry. I love you so much, that I physically cannot love another. I understand your coven, Harry, I do, but I'm not the kind of girl to be a side bitch." Daphne said fiercely.
"Daphne, if you think that you are my side bitch, you are a fucking idiot." Harry said, and her heart thudded rapidly in her chest, "You're the woman who I'm going to marry. I don't know if you'll be the only one, but you'll be the first. I swear to you that, Daphne. Me sleeping with and loving other girls will never change how I feel about you: my wife."
Daphne looked lovingly at Harry.
"You always manage to make me feel better." Daphne said, and went in for a kiss, but Harry blocked it with his finger.
"If you ever feel like you aren't the most important woman in my life, come tell me. I'll make sure you don't feel that way anymore." Harry said in a low voice, and the hand not on her lips traveled down to between her thighs. Daphne whimpered as her love started rubbing her pussy through her panties.
She rocked her hips in tandem with Harry's strokes, his expert strokes, and realized that the way he was so good at this was because of all the other women he'd been with.
It's like he was training so he could please her the best. And she loved him for it.