Fic: A Potter Holiday

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Title: A Potter Holiday
Author: lrthunder
Prompt Number: Own prompt
Kink Showcased: Incest
Rating: R
Pairings:Harry/Lily Luna, plus a mix and match of Potters
Summary:This was the first summer that Lily joined these special Potter holidays, but it wouldn't be the last.
Author's Notes:Written for my own prompt.
Warnings:Incest, obviously.
Word Count:1,060



This wasn't the first holiday we took as a family, nor would it be the first holiday where we engaged in a certain new tradition. It was the first holiday where Lily would be joining us. Now that she had finished Hogwarts, Ginny, Mum, and the boys knew she could join us.

When we explained the situation to her, we expected her to be nervous. However, she was excited. We've always been a close family, dating back to the fateful night where both Mum and I survived Voldemort's attack. When I married Ginny, and our children became old enough, the intimacy extended to them.

I suspected Mum and Ginny were glad Lily could join us, so we would be evenly matched. I was glad as well, since I found myself comparing Mum and Ginny's tastes in lovemaking. While they looked similar, their preferences differed in bed. Ginny loved riding her partners, while Mum was a more traditional lover, preferring her lovers to be on top. I wondered what Lily's preference would be.

Albus had told me she wasn't a virgin. How he knew that, I didn't ask, but I trusted him. I wondered what boy had the nerve to take my daughter's virginity, but I doubt anyone would volunteer the information. Regardless, it was good that she wasn't a virgin. I wouldn't want this holiday to be her first time.

Ginny made sure everyone was ready. Once we were, we took a Portkey to the Forest of Dean. While Ginny and James helped set up the tent, Mum, Albus and I cast the enchantments to prevent any unwelcome visitors. Before leaving work, I left strict instructions to the Aurors and Hermione not to interrupt me unless it was an emergency. Despite the fact that Hermione was the Minister of Magic, and my boss, she knew better than to interrupt my vacation. Of course, she had suggested many times in the past that I take some holiday time.

Once the tent was erected and the charms were cast, we all went inside. The boys' eyes twinkled with enthusiasm and Lily skipped eagerly. I smiled at my wife and mother as we joined them.

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As it turned out, Lily was more like her namesake. She definitely liked her lovers taking charge. Unlike Mum, Lily preferred to be on her knees, with her partner pulling her hair. I winced, knowing Ginny and Mum's reactions if I did that to their hair, but Lily enjoyed it. She was also a very loud moaner and enjoyed giving me instructions. I laughed amusedly as I continued shagging her from behind.

While I was busy with her, Albus and James were pleasing the others. I saw my oldest son grin as Ginny rode him enthusiastically. Meanwhile, Albus kissed Mum passionately as he thrust into her. I saw her hand grip the sheet tightly as she made love to her grandson.

It was a good thing that we made sure we had privacy. I doubted anyone would understand or approve of the type of love we had for each other. Of course, this would be the only time and place we made love to each other like that. Here, we could control who came and went. At home, it was a different story. So, we were determined to take advantage of the time we had.

Of course, we didn't spend all day shagging. Our campsite near a lake. In fact, it was the same lake that Snape had placed the Sword of Gryffindor during the Horcrux Hunt. I had chosen this place specifically because of its impact. Not only had a Horcrux been destroyed, but it was the place that Ron had returned, allowing me to be reunited with my best friends. So, it would always hold a special meaning in my heart.

We would all swim in the lake, laughing as we would splash each other. Mum rarely swam, instead preferring to watch from the shore. Occasionally, James and I would manage to get her into the lake. Other times, we would spend time in the tent playing Exploding Snap. Even though no one could hear us, we still took precautions. A careless round could destroy the tent and that would have been awkward.

The week passed more quickly than I had anticipated. Tonight was the last night of our vacation, and tomorrow we would return to our normal lives. We would have to be careful when discussing our holiday. As we got ready for bed, I noticed my sons looking at me. "What is it?"

Albus glanced at James, then turned back to face me. "Dad, we were wondering something."

"Yes?"

James walked towards me. "Well, ever since we've gone on these trips, we've slept with Mum, Grandmum and now Lily."

Albus joined in as he sat next to me on the bed. "But we've never actually slept with you."

I narrowed my eyes. "Did your mother suggest this course of action?"

They shook their heads. "No. We're not into blokes, but we've slept with every member of our family, except for you," James explained.

"And we wanted to know what it's like," Albus added.

Despite his words, I guessed that James was influenced by Mum and Ginny. I looked around the tent, and saw Lily in between Ginny and Mum. Ginny was kissing Lily's neck, while Mum was caressing her granddaughter's breasts.

"If that's what you want, then of course you may sleep with me," I told them.

James and Albus grinned. They started undressing immediately, then took turns kissing me. Albus's kisses were soft, while his brother's were more demanding. As I snogged them, my hands would ruffle their messy black hair, and they would return the favor. After kissing for some time, they knelt on the ground and took turns stroking my cock.

Finally, we made love, or rather, we shagged. This was one of the rare times that James and Albus gave me instructions. They had me on my hands and knees. James took me from behind, while Albus thrust his cock into my mouth. I heard Lily's cries, but couldn't turn to watch. Soon, my sons switched positions. We experimented through the night before exhaustion claimed us.

As we dressed in the morning, we would look back on this week fondly. We couldn't wait for next year's Potter holiday.

The End