Part 1 - An anniversary treat.

Ginny was worried. It was just over a month until her third wedding anniversary. The last three years she had been married to Harry Potter and it had been wonderful. Wistfully, Ginny remembered their wedding night, how Harry had helped her remove her beautiful white wedding gown before laying her down on the bed and gently taking her virginity.

Harry was an amazing lover. Gentle, kind and generous when they made love. However, Ginny was worried that perhaps they were too vanilla in bed. She had discussed sex with her friends which hadn't been helpful as it seemed they were all far more experienced than she was. Luna especially had a huge number of stories after she had taken a Grand Tour of the Wizarding World following the completion of their seventh year at Hogwarts. It seemed to Ginny that Luna's trip had been less about seeing sights than it had with seeing bedrooms.

The redhead witch chewed her lip in thought at those conversations she'd had with Luna. Her friend seemed so free and uninhibited when it came to sex and Ginny felt that she was missing out in some way. Oh she had no desire to go on some crazed sex rampage taking cocks of all nations as Luna had, but still, she wanted to do something spicy and out of the ordinary.

Luna had previously suggested that she surprised Harry when he came home from work by greeting him naked. Ginny's eyes had sparkled at this suggestion and she had set everything up in the living room of their home. She had lay there naked on a chaise long, her long red hair flowing over the back. One arm behind her head, the other teasing at her breasts, her legs slightly open and pointed towards the door to the hall. She heard the front door opened and a flush of excitement shot through her.

Harry was certainly surprised to find his wife laying their in such a fashion. As was Ron and the two Aurors who'd accompanied Harry home to finish a discussion on a potential Death Eater resurgence. Ginny had screamed and apperated up to the bedroom she and Harry shared and was so embarrassed that she refused to unlock the door and come out. She even threatened to jinx Ron if he said a word of what happened to anyone.

So that left her still without a plan and she was wracking her brains when the doorbell rang. On the step was Hermione. Smiling, Ginny let her in and led her through to the kitchen. Making them both some tea, they sat and chatted for awhile until Hermione brought up the topic of the upcoming anniversary. Ginny groaned and explained her frustration at being unable to come up with a suitable gift for Harry.

"I'm sure Harry will be happy with whatever you get him. Just make sure you know he be alone if you decide on another sexy surprise." Hermione grinned at her. Ginny's face went red, partially from embarrassment but mostly from anger. "I'm going to jinx that brother of mine so badly that your grandchildren will need to be decursed."

Hermione's laughter at this echoed round the room. "Don't be too mad at him Ginny. I think the site of his little sister completely starkers nearly broke him. When he came home that night he was so red I didn't know where his hair started and his face ended. It took me an hour of needling to get the truth out of him."

Both girls roared with laughter at this, Ginny feeling thankful that her friend was here to talk to. "But what am I going to get Harry. Honestly Hermione, I keep having these weird thoughts that Harry is going to cheat on me. They say men are only as faithful as their options allow and he's Harry frigging Potter. Defeated of You Know Who. Saviour of all Wizards." Tears began to show at the corners of Ginny's eyes.

Hermione took Ginny's hand and squeezed it. "Stop that nonsense right now. Harry is not like that. We both know it. He loves you and he would never do anything like that. I think you're over playing this whole saviour thing."

"That's what you think," replied Ginny "You should see the letters he gets. Not to mention photos and other... things that come in the post."

"Well," said Hermione with a look of someone with a plan forming in their mind, "If you're worried Harry might be thinking of cheating, why not do something so he can get it out of his system without cheating on you?"

Ginny puzzled at this. How could something like that work? Then it dawned on her what Hermione was alluding to; polyjuice potion. She didn't think she'd be up to the task of making it, but she knew her friend could make up a batch.

But how would that help stop Harry cheating on her? "Oh come on Ginny, don't be dense. You only need a couple of hairs and you're done. Any woman you think Harry would want to sleep with, just a quick pluck and you're good to go."

"But would it work?" Ginny asked. The idea had merit but would it stop Harry from wandering. "It worked on Ron." said Hermione matter of factly. Ginny was shocked at this. "You've done this? When? Who?" she sputtered.

"Ron's birthday. I was Fleur. Haven't you noticed how he doesn't act like a concussed dog when he's around her now?" Hermione smiled at her friend as she watched her contemplate what she'd been told.

"Really? Fleur?" Ginny asked incredulously. "Oh yes," said Hermione who formed her features into a sexy pout. "Oh Ron," she said in a fake french accent "your cock is so big. Oh oui oui. You are, how you say, such a good fuck."

Both girls fell about laughing at this. Catching her breath, Ginny looked her friend in the eye and said "Ok, but I'll need your help. But where do we get the hair."

Hermione smiled and plucked a few hairs from her own head. "I know Harry would never try anything with me. He cares for me as a friend and because he knows I am with Ron. But there were points when we were alone during our horcrux search where I know we both felt something."

Ginny looked at her friend. She had often wondered had the two friends found comfort in each other's arms during that period when Ron had left them out in the wild? She had never asked, she knew she didn't want to know and besides given the situation they were in where they could have died at any moment she couldn't find it within her to blame them if they had found a few moments of peace together.

She took the curly hairs from her friends hand with a quite word of thanks. And with that they began to enact a plan that would take them most of the next month to complete.

Ginny sat nervously in the living room. She had pre-warned Harry not to bring a sole home that evening. He'd grinned at this, remembering what had happened before. But he swore that only he would be the only one who'd be entering the house that night. She lay back as she had before, but this time there was a brown bubbling potion by her hand. Hermione's hair lay next to it and Ginny had planned to wait for Harry to be there before drinking the potion and allowing him to have his way with a facsimile of their bushy haired friend.

The door sounded and Harry entered the room. He smiled at the beautiful woman laying naked before him, feeling his cock stirring in his pants. He stepped forward, cupping her chin and kissed her slowly. "Happy anniversary." he said.

"I hope you like your present." replied Ginny, dropping the hairs in her glass, the potion turning a pretty pink colour. She took a large glup of it, a sweet honey taste, and turned to Harry smiling. Harry looked on, slightly shocked as Ginny's long red hair turned brunette and curling. Her features changing from his loving wife to that of one of his best friends.

"Well?" Said Ginny, her eyes coy. "Do you like your present?" Harry's gaze swept across the naked form of Hermione. His mouth was dry at the prospect of making love to Hermione. His hands moved across her body drawing moans from Ginny's lips. "Take me Harry, I'm yours." she moaned, his touch lighting up every nerve in her body. He pulled his shirt off and Ginny reached out, caressing Harry's firm chest. She lifted and spread her legs to allow Harry to move between them.

Harry lowered his head, his lips covering over Ginny's breasts. His hands tracing tracing delicate patterns over her sensitive skin. He felt slightly odd making love to his wife in the body of his friend, but this wonderful opportunity was her idea and he intended to make the most of it. His lips kissed their way across her flat belly and moved to her flower. He tasted her, surprised as the taste was a little spicier than Ginny's normal sweetness. Ginny moaned at her lover's touch, her hands running through his messy black hair. Her body was alive with a burning desire as she lifted Harry's face to hers and kissed him deeply, tasting Hermione's juices on Harry's tongue and feeling a strange thrill at the taste.

Harry removed his trousers, his cock springing to freedom. Ginny looked down and seeing Harry's cock her hand reached out to grab it and guide it into her waiting pussy.

Harry gasped as he felt Hermione's pussy envelope his dick. She closed around him like silk and he began to slide deeper into her. Feeling Harry's full length inside her, Ginny groaned with desire and began to thrust her hips towards him, meeting his every movement.

Ginny felt wild. She felt like some strange voyeur watching her husband fuck her friend. The feeling was beyond anything she could have imagined before. Then she heard Harry moaning her name. A strange thought entered Ginny's head and didn't wait for her to consider it before it came out her her mouth. "Call me Hermione." she said looking straight into Harry's green eyes. "Please." she whispered. She needed the fantasy to be complete and this would be part of it.

Harry had momentarily paused as Ginny had spoke. He had been forced to stop himself already calling out Hermione's name but now it was what Ginny wanted.

He kissed her, slowly grinding his hips against her, drawing another moan from her lips. "Do you like me fucking you Hermione?" he asked. "Oh yes!" came her reply "Yes, I love being fucked by Harry Potter." This spurred Harry on to thrust harder into her, Ginny moaning and squealing each time he filled her.

"Oh god! I'm cumming! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" cried out Ginny. The sight of Hermione beneath him, cumming hard on his cock was too much for Harry and he felt his own climax exploding from him, his cum shooting deep into Ginny's pussy.

Panting for breath the two lovers collapsed together in a sweating heap. Harry kissed and nibbled at Ginny's ear as he watched the brown busy hair of Hermione turn red. He smiled and kissed Hermione's lips and when he broke the kiss it was Ginny smiling up at him.

"That was an amazing anniversary gift. Harry said, I wish I had something I could give you in return." "Well," said Ginny shyly "there is something." And with that she pulled out a second glass of polyjuice position and several golden hairs and pushed them into Harry's hands.