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Five to One(sequel to duplicate)

scottsman

Chapter 1

The Trouble with Hormones

Harry stood there frozen looking at the scene for several seconds Hoping that this was a dream that he would wake up from. He turned to Ella.

"Heh, Heh," he said nervously, " I bet this looks funny."

"Bet it doesn't," she glared at him, "I was going to help you relax but with a house keep staff like this that have a practically wearing `Take Me' signs I guess you don't need anyone else!!"

"W-Wait," stammered Harry, " I Can explain." But he was cut off by a stinging slap across the face. Then all you-know-what broke loose all at once Ella had five Hermiones dive-bomb her." They lifted her up off the ground and threw her out the door to land head down in a snowdrift in the front yard. Then one of the Hermiones did a cute little quick flick of her hip and bumped the door shut. Then all five of the Hermiones lined up in front of Harry and one right after the other planted a kiss on his lips each one lingering a little longer than the lasted one. By the last one Harry was sure that his glasses had steamed over. He slowly backed away from them into the living room where he spotted a note on the coffee table. He picked it up and began to read.

Harry,

I accidentally made some more clones of myself, oops, well anyway I have to go and restock a special herb that I need to undo what I've done. I'll be back in a few days. Hope you don't mind me leaving the clones at your house.

Lots a Love

Mione

P.S. unlike the others these clones can talk but I still haven't been able to do anything about the hormonal rages, so uh you might want to keep your bedroom door locked at night.

Harry sank down on the couch with a groan,

"Back in a few days," he said, "by then I'll be dead of pneumonia from all the cold showers." By this time two of the clones were sitting on either side of him and snuggling in to the crooks of his neck.

"I-uh-I think I'll get something to eat," he said nervously he stood up and walked to the table. One of the clones scurried into the kitchen and brought back a steaming bowl of thick hearty beef stew and a place with several warm biscuits on it. She sat it down on the table and Harry was about to start eating when the clone from the hot tub, who was now wearing a short white cotton tee that exposed he belly button and a pair of Harry's boxers, plopped down in his lap and began to feed him the stew one spoonful at a time. She would blow on each bite rather seductively before feeding it to him. The she broke of a piece of one of the fluffy white biscuit and stuck it very gently in his mouth, deliberately brushing his lips with the tips of her fingers. By now Harry was sure that his temperature was at least 236 degrees Fahrenheit, and that the temperature of the room was at least 500 degrees.

Just then Harry heard a key turning in the lock and the front door opening. The he heard Ron's voice,

"Harry, Mate," he said, " I was wondering if I could use the cottage tomorrow night fo--," Ron trailed off as he entered the kitchen and saw Harry with a Hermione in his lap and four others standing there as well. He didn't realize that he hadn't stopped walking until he had walked into the pantry. There was a horrendous CRASH as the shelf that Ron had walked right into came crashing down.

"RON!!" Yelled Harry. Ron came walking out of the pantry looking sheepish.

"Harry," he said, "Are you nuts, don't you remember what happened at the end of last year when you cloned Hermione the first time.

"No Ron I haven't," said Harry, "I was the biggest wildest mess, not to mention a threat to my life as well as my virtue." Ron snickered as he remember all the times that shamelessly hormonal clone had tried to have her wicked way with Harry.

"Besides," said Harry, "These clones aren't my doing. There Hermione's." he stood and walked into the living room. Walking in front of them was the Hermione in the dark green string bikini. Ron was watching her so intently that he walked right into the coffee table and fell head over heel onto the floor.

"Ron," said Harry, "Can't you keep your brain out of your crotch for five minutes?"

"I don't know," said Ron, "I never tried." Harry picked up the note.

"Apparently Hermione had been working on a way to make that particular technique easier to do and control," said Harry, "but apparently she just managed to clone herself again so she's gone to get more supplies which means I have to keep an eye on all of her clones for the next few days. Harry turned and looked at Ron expectantly.

"OH NO," he said backing away, "I am not getting mixed up with any more of Hermione's hormonal clones."

"Come on Ron," said Harry, "it's only for a few days we've done it before."

"Yeah," said Ron, "an when Hermione found out she tried to shove your head through the castle floor!" Harry looked at Ron imploringly.

"Oh Alright!!" said Ron after several seconds, "I'll be here in the morning." He walked toward the door. Then he turned around with a mischievous look on his face.

"Until then," he said, "don't do anything I wouldn't do."

" I don't know that I'd want to do anything you would do." Retorted Harry

After Ron left Harry sat down on the couch and tried to get some papers graded but that was before the hot tub clone, who he had started calling #1, stuck her tongue in his ear causing him to break his quill. Harry gave up on the papers for the time being and decided that he would go and take a shower. We walked into the bathroom, turned on the water and adjusted it to the temperature that he wanted. Then after checking himself in the mirror he dropped his robe and stepped into to the shower. He had just finished wetting himself down under the stream of warm water when he heard the bathroom door open. Rubbing the water out of his eyes he turned and through the curtain he could make out three shapely figures shedding what little they were wearing.

"OOOOOOOH BOY!"

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