ily slept through the noon. She woke up in the evening, just an hour before dinner time. She took a quick shower and put on a red robe which was similar in fashion to her lilac robe. It was made of silk and went down to her knee. She went into the kitchen and prepared dinner for the family. Lily could have bought a house elf to help her in maintaining the house and for cooking but she was a staunch believer that it was a good house wife's job to do it herself. She made the meal for the family. James would be home in a few minutes. Harry was probably in his room, doing his tremendous amount of homework. She suddenly realised what happened between them. She felt guilty for what happened. Harry was after all just a teenager while she was a fully developed adult witch. She should have protested more, she should have been able to stop him. She should have stopped the intimate body contact while her hand was stuck. She shouldn't have ignored the warning signals.
She shook her head. She wasn't sure why she wasn't angered or raging. She was just raped today after all. Try as she might, but her head wasn't following her wish to be in a bad mood. She again shook her head. She should forget it. She should forget her son's crime. She knew it was his fault, that he did a horrible thing to her but a part of her also felt responsible. A part of her felt that she had instigated. Only if she hadn't been foolish enough to stick her hand in a vase or only if she had stopped him from continuing to touch her, her son wouldn't be a rapist. NO, her son wasn't going to be branded as a rapist. No one will ever know what transpired between them that day. Her son's future wasn't going to be destroyed because he couldn't keep it in his pants. He was the hero of the wizarding world, she wouldn't let others crown him as a villain.
James returned home and after a quick kiss he went into a bathroom for a quick shower. By the time, James returned to the kitchen for dinner, Harry had also joined them.
"Hey dad!" he smiled, as James took a seat on the other side of the dining table.
"Harry, how was your day? Enjoying your summer vacation, I hope." James grinned back.
"Nah! There is loads of homework to do before doing anything fun." Hard said, shaking his head. James gave him a sympathetic smile.
"I hope you aren't just cooped up in your room. But if you are, then I hope it is with a girl." James winked. Harry blushed as he groaned.
"James Potter! Stop your vile talks." Lily admonished him. James just chuckled.
"Come on! He is nearly 15, I had imagined girls throwing themselves at him, seeing he is the idol in the wizarding world. Don't tell me you are a virgin, Harry." James said in a mock horror. Lily hit his head lightly. He winked at Harry but did shut up, grumbling about feisty redheads.
'No dad, I am not a virgin anymore. I just had my first time with mom.' he thought. Throughout the conversation, Harry didn't look at Lily. He didn't feel guilty about what he did. No, he loved it. And he would do that same thing again with his mother if he had the chance. He was scared to be honest. He didn't know what his mother was thinking. She hadn't yelled at him yet which was a surprise. He wasn't scared of her anger but he was frightened to imagine her hating him. And if she did, he wouldn't fault her after all he had raped her. NO, he hadn't raped her, he had made love to her. He wasn't going to use that word. He just couldn't imagine a life in which she would actively hate him. He chanced a look at his mother. She was also ignoring him. She placed their dinner in front of them and sat on a chair beside Harry, in her regular seat.
His parents indulged in their usual conversation about work.
Harry remained silent for a few minutes but when she still didn't look at him, he decided he would make her look at him. He placed his palm on her knee, under the table. His mother paused for a second but then carried on conversing with his father, without giving him a sideway glance. Harry felt his childish stubbornness flaring. His fingers creeped under her robe. His hand was on the skin of her thigh. Lily stopped a surprised gasp and ignored him.
His fingers slid upward on her hips. His touch was causing goosebumps on her skin. Still, she persevered with the task of ignoring him. His hand dipped between her hips, resting on her thong. She bit her lip nervously.
"Are you okay Lils?" James asked.
"Yeah, I am perfectly fine." she replied, and asked him about Sirius. Harry tuned out their conversation as he ate his dinner while his fingers was prying under her thong. Lily audible gasped as his fingers touched her slit. James looked at her in concern.
"I am fine really, I was surprised that today's curry is so good." she chuckled, trying to divert the conversation. And it worked as James started praising her cooking skills. Harry smirked as he was rubbing her clit. Lily was able to not show any external expression which would give her away but Harry knew she was...or at least her body was enjoying it. Her pussy lips were very moist. Harry slowly slid two fingers inside her. She sucked in a breath but James didn't notice it as he was telling her something about Sirius's cousin. For the next few minutes Harry continued rubbing the burning soft flesh of the insides of her pussy. Lily involuntarily pressed her hips tight, making his fingers prisoner inside her hole. Harry didn't mind as he stimulated her pussy walls.
Her lower body trembled a little and she with a barest groan cummed around his fingers.
"Ohh, today's dinner is so good." she said, trying to hide her reaction. James gave her an amused grin.
"Someone's being very arrogant tonight."
Lily gave him a small glare as she relaxed her hips, allowing Harry to retrieve his hand. Harry grinned when she finally looked at him. He will take her glare everytime instead of her indifference. His fingers were covered by her pussy juices. He gave her an indiscreet look as he licked his fingers clean. Lily felt a raging desire increase in her gut as he licked his fingers sensually.
"Oh look! Now Harry is even licking his fingers. Lily is definitely going to have a big head now." James joked. Fortunately he didn't realise that Harry was licking the finger from the other hand which he hadn't used for eating the food. Lily smiled nervously.
'What would be his reaction if he knew that Harry, their son wasn't licking the food but her bodily fluids.'
"Well, I have to go and do some paperwork. I will be in the study for the next hour if you need me." James informed them as he placed a quick kiss on Lily's forehead and ruffled Harry's dark hair. Harry glared at him exasperatedly as his father smirked and went out of the kitchen.
Lily instantly turned to him and scowled at him.
"What was that Harry?" she asked coldly. Harry shrugged.
"I was trying to foil your plan of ignoring me."
Lily sighed tiredly.
"I don't know what to do Harry, do you want me to inform your father about what you did? Do you want me to calI the aurors? I can't do that, I don't want to smear your reputation. I don't want to destroy your future. But I also can't just act as if nothing happened. You raped me, which in itself is a very immoral thing but on top of that you raped your own mother which is wrong on so many levels." She ranted. Harry rolled his eyes.
"I didn't rape you. You were enjoying it. You were grounding your hips against mine, you were participating in the sex. I don't think it is called rape if both sides participate." Harry grumbled. Lily blushed furiously.
"That is not the point. Did you hear me agreeing to it? NO, you just grabbed me and fucked me." she glared at him. Harry was getting irritated. He stood up and pulled Lily up from the chair. She was shocked at it but didn't protest. He looked in her eyes and caressed her cheek.
"So you are saying, I am a rapist, just like a death eater." he whispered.
She looked horrified. She shook her head.
"No, I didn't say that." she said defensively. Harry looked amused.
"So you are saying I didn't rape you and it was a consensual sex." he smirked. She shook her head angrily.
"It wasn't consensual." she protested. Harry rubbed his forehead. She was confusing him. He decided something. He suddenly pushed her towards the table. She yelped as she placed her hands on the table to stop her fall. Harry used his wandless magic to stick her palms on the surface of the table. He went behind her and hiked her robe all the way to her stomach. She looked over her shoulder, a fearful expression on her face.
"Harry, what are you doing?" she asked, panicking. He unzipped his jeans and lowered it and his briefs to his knees. He slid down her wet panties. He lined his length at her entrance. He looked at her sweating face.
"You have two choices. If you scream now and call dad, then it means I am raping you but if you remain silent and let me fuck you then I will count it as a consensual sex." He said, fondling her arse cheeks. She pressed her lips in a thin line.
"You only have a few seconds." he murmured into her ear as leaned forward, resting his chest on her back and his head on her shoulder. He hissed slowly as he pushed his groin at her slit. Lily moaned as her son was entering inside her. Few seconds later, Harry was fully inside her. His hips were basically merged with her hips. He sighed in pleasure as his cock was buried inside her heated core.
Lily shivered as his warm sigh blew over her ear.
"It is consensual then." he whispered in her ear and pulled the tie of her robe, the cloth parted, revealing her bra clad breasts. He still wasn't moving and remained inside her as his hands pulled her bra down to her stomach, freeing her boobs.
"Harry." she hissed as his hands groped her tits. He started moving his hips rhythmically while he played with her voluptuous tits. Lily moaned as his member was inside her hot silky pussy walls. Her walls gripped his member tightly as he fucked her. She whimpered and continued staring down at the table while her hips were moving back and forth.
"This is not consensual." Lily whispered softly, though she didn't know whom she was trying to convince. Harry heard her and his annoyance was visible on his face. He pinched her nipples and she nearly screamed in ecstasy but controlled herself. James didn't need to see this. Harry's hip movements changed. Earlier, it was slow, full of love but now hearing her still complaining, he started ramming her arse like an animal. He groaned as his hips continued slapping her arse cheeks. He loved how her arse cheeks rippled with each strike. Lily's eyes were widened as her son was fucking her with an animalistic glee. She closed her eyes and savoured the feeling. It was a new one. A little pain increased the pleasure. She and James had never partook in this kind of sex. James was always so slow and kind. She suddenly realised she and James hadn't had sex in so many years. She couldn't even remember if they had sex after their honeymoon. It always irritated her that he was never enthusiastic about it. It felt that after Voldemort's downfall, his interest in her dimmed considerably. She was tempted so many times to cheat on him but her love and loyalty for him always won over her physical needs. As this thoughts churned in her mind, her son was fucking her silly. She could imagine how ridiculous her face was now. Her eyes half lidded, her lips trembling, her tongue on some occasion rolling out of her lips. She definitely looked like a hentai girl getting her share of intense pleasure.
She was glad that Harry wasn't able to see her face. He would have laughed at her expression. She felt the pressure reaching a crescendo. With a stifled scream she showered her son's dick with her warm juices.
"I am near, mom." he said, nibbling the side of her neck. She sighed as he grunted and filled her with his sperms. He slowly pulled out and caressed her ass cheeks. She trembled from his touch. A trickle of their juices slid down her pussy. He snapped his finger and her pussy was cleaned. He grabbed her panties and pulled it up to its usual place. He ground her butt as he leaned forward to pull her bra to its proper place. Lily just remained silent as her son covered her erogenous parts of her body. He tied the tie of her robe back to her waist. She was fully dressed. If James stepped now in the kitchen, he wouldn't be able to guess that they just had sex from her clothing situation. Harry also pulled up his brief and zipped his jeans. He took a seat on the chair and removed the sticking charm from her palms. He pulled her into his lap. She didn't protest as she was tired and his lap was a very comfortable seat.
His arms snaked around her waist. She Instinctively put her arms around his neck.
"That was consensual." he grinned. She shook her head.
"No it was not." she said reluctantly. Even she was feeling it hard to defend her point of view. He just shook his head in amusement and pulled her head to his. His emerald eyes so similar to hers was full of love and lust. His warm breath on her lips made her shiver in anticipation. She felt like a teenager, waiting for a mind blowing kiss. She leaned forward but he placed his finger on her lips, stopping the kiss. His eyes were full of smugness.
"Remember, I am a rapist. The rapists don't kiss the victim lovingly. We just want the tits, arse and pussy." he drawled. Her face heated up at being caught red handed for wanting his kiss.
"You are not a rapist." she said, glaring at him.
"So it means this was a consensual sex." he smirked. She again shook her head and stood up, leaving his lap.
"It was not consensual. It was complex." she murmured. "Goodnight darling."
With that she left the kitchen and went to her room. Harry smiled.
"It is a progress. From 'rape' to 'complex'. How much will it take to change 'complex' to 'consensual'." he said thoughtfully and departed for his room.
In his study, James was pressed against the wall as his best friend Sirius Black was plowing his arse. With a grunt, Sirius filled his arse hole with his jizz. Both were panting and had a goofy grin on their faces. They both sat on the sofa, cuddling with each other.
"I was itching for that fuck." James chuckled. Sirius snorted.
"Sure Prongs. It wasn't as if we didn't have sex in your office few hours ago." Sirius said dryly.
"What can I say? I can't go to sleep without our sex. Now hurry off, Lily might be waiting for me." James said as he put on his clothes. Sirius nodded and followed his example.
"Don't you think we should finally come out and reveal this to Lily? When was the last time you touched her? Did she even had sex in last ten years?" Sirius grumbled. James shot a glare at him.
"What will I say? That my father signed a contract with her parents to produce a powerful child who will carry on the Potter Legacy? That her purpose was just to produce a child? What do you think will be her reaction? I don't love her but I do care for her. I don't want to break her heart. And how do you think Harry will react to this? How will he react when he realises that his father is gay and the only time he slept with a woman was to hide his sexuality and impregnate his mother? That I spent years just to woo Lily so I could get her pregnant and have a powerful wizard as the Potter heir?" James ranted. Sirius sighed and put his hand on his shoulder.
"I get it. But how long do you think it will take Lily to start cheating on you? I will be glad if that happens but don't you think she will feel guilty for cheating on you? If she knows then maybe she will start a new life with some other man. Don't you think she deserves that?"
"I know padfoot. But I really don't know how to tell her. Whenever I decide to reveal the truth to her, her lovely smile stops me. How can I take away that smile? How will she feel when she realises her parents basically sold her off for money?"
Sirius smiled sadly as he grabbed the portkey.
"We are magicals, Prongs. We live upto two hundred years. She is still only 34. How long do you think before her loneliness finally snaps her? She has her own physical needs. Be careful Prongs. Goodnight."
With that he activated the portkey and disappeared from the Potter Study. James sighed as he rubbed his forehead. Guilt overwhelmed him for always keeping away from her, for lying to her, for leaving her alone in this big mansion. He started for his bedroom, building courage to finally tell the truth.