Certified Mother Lover

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Bang!

James stared at the paperwork slammed into his desk wearily. He was used to paperwork given his job as the Minister, but this one took the soul out of him.

"You and I are no more from this day onward."

How could he not? Lily, his beloved wife had filed for divorce after knowing the truth behind his son's estrangement. He had expected her to be mad but didn't expect a divorce paper to be thrown in his face. He had thought his wife would only get mad but would eventually come around when the plan brought the best outcome.

That would have been the case had that old coot Dumbledore been more careful. How could he be so clumsy despite his knowledge? James wanted to curse but stopped himself. The die has been cast. The ink had ruined the milk, so he couldn't do anything. His wife had made a choice and he had to respect it. She would come around if fate dictated.

"I just wanted the best for everyone," James said softly.

"You put everyone before your family, James. A chivalrous man you are but a failure as a father and a husband," Lily spat.

"For the greater good…"

Lily scrunched up her nose in disgust. She used to like that part of James, but after experiencing firsthand its negative effect, she could only contempt it. She scoffed and exited James' office. James could only look at her distancing back sadly. He was bitter but accepted the consequences of his mistake. Letting Lily be happy was the least he could do.

But that arse, though…

James sighed and then summoned his secretary into his room. A moment later, a well-groomed blonde young woman entered the room. She was not as beautiful as Lily but was more gifted in the mounds area. The young woman had a crush towards him. She had been making advances, but he had always ignored her because of his wife.

With Lily no longer his wife, James decided to have some fun. Putting on his legendary charm that used to make ladies swoon during his academy days, he responded to the young woman's advances.

"I just had a rough day. Would you mind accompanying me, Vanessa?"

A couple of shots later, James found himself tangled with the young woman. Sometime later, he figured he wouldn't miss Lily's arse as he had found a better pair.

Unaware of what her ex-husband was doing—not that she cared—Lily made her way to Potter Mansion. Once she was there, she put all of her things into her trunk. When she was done, she went back to Hogwarts. Although she had enough money to buy a decent house, she preferred to be close to his lover.

Once she made it to Hogwarts, Lily went to her quarter. She put her luggage there and then went out to look for Harry. She could see him on the Marauder's Map which she confiscated from Charlus. Harry was in Septima Vector's office. She would normally leave Harry alone given that he was with his professor, but she needed comfort right now. Lily might not love James anymore, but seeing their long-standing marriage crumble so easily was heartbreaking nonetheless.

Knock. Knock.

"It's me, Lily."

When Lily didn't receive any response for a minute, she became irritated. The ward protecting the office was not a great one and she was feeling devious. Thus, she broke the ward. She opened the door slowly and immediately heard moaning and flesh slapping against each other. Her mind stopped working, but her hand kept moving. Before long, she met Harry's apologetic eyes.

Lily could only watch as Septima bounced up and down, swallowing Harry's member with her snatch at her desk. She watched as the woman reached the orgasm of her life and passed out. Harry removed Septima from herself and stood up. With a flick of his wand, Septima was comfortably nestled on her bed.

Harry wore his clothes and slowly made his way to Lily. He made sure to clean every trace of his debauchery. When Harry was in front of Lily, he rubbed his neck nervously. He felt like a dickhead for fucking another woman after making his lover divorce her husband.

"Lily—"

"It's okay. I am the one who tells you not to let me limit your spouses." Lily paused, evoking a pregnant silence. "But still…it hurt. It makes me feel unloved. It makes me feel not enough, even though I know I am. It hurts. It hurts so bad—I want to cry."

Lily was already crying. She lost her strength and fell into Harry's tender embrace. Harry was overwhelmed. He profusely cursed at himself while thinking about a way to calm her down. He Apparated with her to the seventh floor. He paced back and forth with her in his arms three times before entering the Room of Requirement.

The room gave Harry what he needed and according to it, he needed a very romantic bedroom. Harry thought the room had misjudged but thanked it regardless, though it didn't need it. He sat on the king-sized bed decorated with fragrant rose petals and cuddled with Lily. He poured all of the love his dysfunctional heart contained into his embrace. He riddled her neck with kisses while whispering his absolute love for her.

Harry was so occupied by his love declaration that he didn't realise Lily had gotten over her sadness. Halfway through Harry's passionate poem, she realised she was overreacting. Harry didn't break his promise. He still came back to her and loved her even after his little adventure. She was just being emotional after what she had gone through.

Lily felt bad for Harry but didn't want to stop him. She had never felt so loved; not even by James who was ready to throw his life away for her. She buried her face into his neck and enjoyed his love. Harry, finally noticing she had calmed down, stopped his foolish romantic babbling and hugged her with a sigh of relief.

"I will cut off every girl other than you from my life," Harry announced.

"What? No! I don't want you to do that," Lily said in panic.

"I don't want to see you sad…"

Harry looked at Lily tenderly. His enhanced analytical prowess had allowed him to understand Lily better. When he saw the hurt in her eyes and the shock he had caused her, his heart twisted in pain. He loved her too much to ignore her pain for his pleasure. He was ready to say goodbye to his sexual adventure. He had had enough anyway.

"Harry, look at me. I am fine. I was just a little bit emotional after the ordeal I went through. You just did what I told you to do. It was on me," Lily reassured.

"Lils…you were genuinely hurt and I understand your pain. Heck, I would immediately become a Dark Lord if I found you mingling with another man, Snivellus for example." Harry's face contorted murderously. "So, there is no excuse for me. I don't want you to be miserable."

"Harry, look at me. Do you find me normal?" Lily tilted her head. "I am fucking my own son. I worship his cock for Merlin's sake! Do I look normal to you? Stop thinking about that. You are not as deprived as I am. Just believe in me."

Harry was too stunned to speak. He remained silent for a few seconds before nodding dumbly and telling her his love wouldn't fade even if the world crumbled. Lily smiled brightly at that, but that didn't satisfy her. She took off her jeans and sat on Harry's face, feeling dominant today. Harry let her take charge and pleasured her knickers-covered snatch with his tongue.

"Does being a Parselmouth make your tongue play heavenly, Slytherin boy?"

"You tell me, Mistress."

"Oh, let me tell you." Lily pulled her knickers aside, giving Harry's tongue access. "It is heavenly! Oh, Merlin, you are using Parseltongue!"

The fact that Harry was utilising Parseltongue during their sinful session was both amusing and scandalous. Everyone would tremble in fear upon hearing Parseltongue and here Harry was playing with Lily's womanly valley using it. The mixed feelings it evoked sent Lily to climax. She fell on her back, her head falling a few centimetres to Harry's throbbing member.

"Pleasure me, boy…" Lily coyly cooed as she rubbed Harry's face with her feet.

"Uh, I am not into feet, but I will pleasure you the other way," Harry said awkwardly before sitting up.

Harry summoned his wand and waved it at Lily's groin. Lily felt her groin becoming hot. Her love juice was constantly pouring out of her valley. As she was wondering what happened, Harry ate her out with vigour, drinking the sweet liquid thirstily. Ten licks were enough to make her scream his name while squirting. It took her longer to reach the next orgasm, but she ended up having six of them in fifteen minutes.

When Lily thought Harry was done with his Magic, he thrust into her. Each thrust made her forget everything. As usual, sex with Harry made Lily stupid. After some unknown time, she was upside down. She could see Harry pumping his member into her backdoor. It aroused her greatly, so she cum and passed out.

When she woke up, Harry just finished filling up her arse. She was on her stomach and her two holes were leaking Harry's seed. A quick look at the clock revealed to her they had been going at it for four hours. She was sore and tired, but when she saw Harry's member still standing proud, she couldn't help herself.

"Aren't you insatiable, boy?"

Thus, she got her three holes filled up.