As the next morning was a Saturday, which would usually mean a late lie-in, he expected to wake up with both his bondmates sleeping either side of him. However, only Daphne was lying there, this morning.
Worried for Hermione, he carefully eased himself away from Daphne and gently slipped out of bed. He then grabbed his glasses before pulling out a fresh pair of boxers and donning them. Then, with wand in hand, he left the bedroom to search for her.
He found her wearing just a robe sitting on one of the couches with her head in her hands.
"Hermione?" he softly called to her.
She was quite startled and sat up with a fright. When she realised who it was, she visibly relaxed again and started to blush before looking away.
He walked over to the couch and sat down close beside her. "Love, what's wrong?"
She was still looking away from him as he reached down to take her nearest hand in both of his. He could feel she was a little tense.
"Hermione," he softly called again. "Have I done something wrong?"
"What?" she softly exclaimed whipping her head around to look at him, before she blushed again and, once more turned away. "No, Harry; I have."
"A problem shared is a problem halved, love," he said. "What's wrong?"
"It's embarrassing," she said.
"Alright," he said. "For whom?"
There was another hesitation before she replied, "For us."
"I thought we were trying to get over being embarrassed between us," he said, a little hurt.
"I," she stuttered. "Oh, Harry."
"Come on," he said. "You can do it."
"I woke up a little while ago," she sighed. "Actually, about an hour ago."
"Mmm?"
"And I was... umm... I was... well, I was playing with you. With your... you know."
"Oh," he said with a bit of a quiet chuckle.
She whipped her head back around to stare at him. "You're not upset?"
"No," he smirked. "We talked about this, remember? Accidental touching in your sleep is both expected and sanctioned."
"Yes, I know we agreed that. But, we meant for you," she tried to explain.
"Well, just so you know, I didn't," he replied. "I expect both you ladies, at some time, to touch me in that way in your sleep. I'd be a hypocrite if I wanted a free licence and not grant, or understand the need for, one for both of you."
"But, Harry," she half-whined. "I didn't just touch; I was playing!"
"And what was I doing with your left nipple on that first morning of you sleeping in my bed from the previous night?" he shot back.
She thought about that for a moment, biting her bottom lip, before she replied, "Oh."
"Yes. Oh," he lightly chuckled. He stood up and offered her his hand. "Come back to bed, love. You've done nothing wrong and I'm definitely not mad at you for it."
With a very relieved sigh, she said, "Alright, Harry." She then stood up and followed him back to bed.
When both stripped off, he carefully slid in first and Hermione followed him in.
He felt the best part of it was that, just before she climbed in after him, he again got to see what she had to offer. And he liked what he saw.
As they settled down with a pair of sighs, Daphne suddenly asked, "Where have you two been?"
Startled, Harry quickly turned his head to look at her while Hermione giggled.
"You cheeky minx," he accused. "You led us to think you were still asleep."
"No, you just assumed," she shot right back, still not opening her eyes. "So, what was going on?"
With a sigh, Hermione said, "Well, best to clear the air, I suppose. When I woke up early this morning, I found myself... err... I was... ummm..."
"She had hold of 'little me'," Harry cut in.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed a little shocked at his bluntness.
"She didn't mean to," he continued, ignoring Hermione's protest. "Obviously, she had one of those dreams and the boundary between dream and reality became... blurred. She was holding 'little me' in her hand and woke up that way; and thought she'd done something wrong."
That had Daphne giggling. "Obviously, you didn't think she'd done something wrong, though."
"Of course not," he replied. "Sleeping touches are accidental touches. We agreed they would happen and they'd be forgiven. Hermione simply forgot that."
"No," disagreed Hermione. "I just didn't think I'd be the one doing the, as you put it, 'sleeping touches' that needed to be forgiven."
"Well, now you know," he shot back. "You're forgiven. Now, can we please cuddle before we have to get up for breakfast?"
"That's a good idea," Daphne firmly stated before sliding over to rest her head on his chest. "I like this."
After a few moments, Hermione did the same.
They were just lying there for a long few moments, just enjoying the loving feeling they each had in each others arms, when Daphne quietly asked Hermione, "What's it feel like?"
"Daphne!" Hermione squealed, pulling away again apparently scandalised.
Harry just cracked up laughing.
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