Fan fiction

Harries Ladies Rivised

Harry’s Ladies Part 1 Revised
Fifteen year old Harry Potter sat in Buckbeak’s room feeding/grooming his godfathers winged friend while Remus and himself was getting sloshed a few floors down. It was two nights to his hearing at the ministry at the boy was getting nervous. “Hey Harry” spoke His best friend’s sister who had been watching him for a few minutes while he groomed “beaky” as Hagrid called him.
“Hi Gin” said the green eyed young man, “What brings you up here?” He asked the red head.” I just wanted to tell you night but you looked so peaceful I did not want to interrupt you. Ginny bowed to Buckbeak who bowed back. Harry looked Ginny in her nightwear up and down noticing her breast growth and the womanly curves forming; he swallowed and adjusted his paints when she was not looking.
Ginny smirked when she saw Harry adjust himself when he thought she was not looking and decided to give his something to masturbate to. She turned and walked away acting like she was going to the couch in the room but she deliberately tripped herself Harry seeing this saw up her nightgown and got the first sight of her beautiful pussy and a glimpse of her large b cup breasts he instantly became hard and not the kind he could hide by adjusting himself. Ginny looked back to see Harry and her eyes were drawn to him very large bulge in his baggy clothes.
Ginny felt herself get wet and her hand absentmindedly went to her cunt and started stroking it. Harry seen this and felt himself become even harder. He watched until he could not take it anymore. He strode up to the masturbating girl picked her up and kissed her soundly on the lips. Her teen moaned into his kissed and quickly got into it. Harry forced his tongue into her mouth. He reached around and cupped her arse and squeezed it tightly. Ginny just could not believe that she was finally kissing the man of her dreams.
She about came when his magical hands found her arse and squeezed. She moaned into his mouth and ground her hand into her pussy harder until Harry grabbed her hand and pulled it to his face he sniffed her sent and found him-self enchanted by it. Harry sucked her fingers one by one until they were all cleaned of her juices. Harry felt Ginny grab his shirt and pull it over his head. She kissed her way down to his crotch and ran his hand over his bulge.
Harry by now was frightened it had went farther than he had originally planned but a force was compelling his to pounce on Ginny and ride her raw. He just keeps himself from doing just that. Ginny by now had his eight inch cock out licking on his head. The teen too had aspirations as to why it had gone too far but it felt so right.
Harry about came when Ginny finally took him into her mouth but just managed to keep himself from doing just that. Ginny bobbed her head for about four minutes and Harry erupted into her mouth. As soon as his semen hit her tongue the witch felt her magical core’s binding break and her core expand fivefold. The young witch looked at Harry shocked and she swallowed his cum.
“Harry have you ever had an orgasm before just now?” The petite redhead asked him. Harry looked embarrassed but shook his head but that quickly changed as his new lover ripped her nightgown off she straddled him possessed his cock head inside her vagina she looked into his eye and dropped.
Harry was tiring to stop her but it just felt so right and when he felt her hymn tear he held her close, even though his instincts . When Ginny finally started moving he thrust the rest of his dick into her, she squeaked wrapped her arms around her and started ridding. Harry had his hands on her arse moaning “oh Gin” over and over. Ginny was much more vocal writhing, shrieking, and yelling her pleasure for all to here, (Thank God Sirius silenced this room thought Harry as his orgasm approached.
Ginny who was biting Harry’s neck and clawing his back at this point unashamedly screaming Harry’s name at this point finally fell over the edge. Harry felt her walls clamp down on his manhood let go flooding her womb with its potent seed. Unbeknownst to the two of them a powerful magical pulse radiated outward in all directions destroying to ministry’s underage tracking device and was felt as far away of Ireland. Two half drunk men downstairs were knocked out of their seats. Dumbledore was work from a dream where he lived in a land of lemon drops and woolen socks; he was shocked to see his magical instruments shattered when he exited his bedroom. Bellatrix LeStrange smiled to herself when she felt her mind come into its own free of that pesky contract the insane witch laughed and was able to finally call on her animagus form and fly out of the window.
Tom Riddle felt the pulse and a shiver ran down his spine when he recognized half the magic. Sirius and Remus got up and ran upstairs to the epicenter of the pulse. Albus dressed then strode to her fireplace he grabbed the floo powder. Just as he was about to step in McGonagall came flying into his room. She said nothing as he took in her younger appearance he had de-aged at least fifty years. “Minerva what happened”? Whatever do you mean Albus said his lifelong friend and student. He pointed to the mirror and fainted dead. Albus sighed then asked Fawkes to take her to the infirmary.
“Gin I am so sor” harry began to voice but the witch grabbed his lips between her finger and thumb. Harry Potter don’t you dare try to blame yourself… I felt the urge to continue too, “Well since this has happened I guess it’s safe to ask you if you would do me a great honor and be my girlfriend”. Ginny smiled and kissed her boyfriend. That’s when Sirius,
Remus and Albus all came crashing thru the door.
Several things went through the adult’s minds, Albus’s signature twinkle was going full blast, Remus was just shocked, and Sirius was thinking (losing his virginity at fifteen, just like me and James that’s my boy Harry).
Harry quickly covered Ginny and himself with a blanket from the back of the couch. “We were ah” started Ginny but was cut off by her headmaster. Harry you and Miss Weasley get dressed and met us in the dining room. Harry nodded with his head down knowing he was in trouble.
Harry and Ginny walked into the dining room Dumbledore was sitting at the head of the table, Sirius and Remus at his right and left. Remus and Albus had disappointed looks on their while Sirius was bemused. “Sit down the two of you” Remus intoned. We would like to address the severity of the actions the two of you took. You both know from the talk with Madame Pomfrey about sex and pregnancy and its ramifications, its dangers and pleasures. What the three of us want you to explain your selves’ right now.
Harry started with telling the headmaster about how he and Ginny kissed but Ginny took over. “We both were not going to do more than kiss honest Professor but it just felt so right it was like neither of us could stop and I know I was urged on by something to complete what was started with a kiss. Albus looked shocked, he stood and paced a few times, on his fourth time he stopped and called out “Jiggs” a House-elf popped in and asked “What can Jiggs be doing for Headmaster” “Bring me book seventeen fifty-two a from my private library please”.
The Elf nodded the popped away only to pop back in several seconds later to hand the headmaster a book that looked fairly new. Albus flipped a few pages the read for several minutes until Remus got fed up with waiting and asked “are you going to tell us what you think or are you going to just sit there and read?” The aged headmaster looked up and smiled saying “ I got this book about fourteen years ago as a gift from Lily and James the last Birthday gift they ever gave me it’s a detailed history of the Potter family, from its origins to its myths and legends” intoned Dumbledore.
The particular story that Harry’s situation pertains to is that of Maxims Potter and Alexander Longbottem in the year 630 A.D. ,the two of them were traveling along the coast after leaving Canterbury. They chanced upon a group of ten slavers, who were trying to force themselves on their “merchandise”. Enraged Alexander (whose wife had been killed by slavers) attacked the group despite the disadvantage. The duo while the two of them had never been formally schooled the two were magically powerful they Easley defeated the two wizards in the group and dismantled to others with swords.
When checking on the victims they discovered two of the two captives they that seen the men tiring to force themselves on were a Veela and a Woodland Elf and they were not just any two the two were Princesses Serene of the Veela and Emalia of the royal woodland elf’s. Alexander and Maxims knew that the nations had meeting to form peace between their races and the disappearance would result in failure and then all out war.
They quickly gave the Females their steeds and set about checking on the other captives. An hour later Alex had erected a camp and Max had successfully hunted a stag down, gather some wild eatables and they had stew over cooking over one fires and the rest of the meat roasting over another. Among the captive were two women named Shellena Ravenclaw and Gladus Hufflepuff pregnant wives of two lords. A few hours more and Envoy came requesting the two of them to come and meet the elders.
When the two of them met with the elders they were asked what reward they wanted. The two of them turned down offers of gold silver and jewels, when offered a Veela or Elvin bride they both rejected the offer. In a conundrum the elders met in a room and talked for a half an hour and returned. They offered them to do a ritual that would not let their family lines die out. Reluctantly they agreed. Runes were painted and cut into their bodies and they were set in a circle while the elders were standing around chanting. Alexander was shocked when the Veela princess straddled him impaling herself on his manhood. Maxims was likewise shocked when the elfin princess straddled him and dropped on his manhood. Several hours later and several rounds of sex the Duo left behind several satisfied pregnant wemen.
It wasn’t until Maxims’ death that the gift presented its self. Septamus Potter who was yet to be looking for a bride kiss a woman by the name of Cassandra Black and the gift was activated, Magic married them and them and the consummated their marriage right in fount of the bride family. Over the next several months Septamus and Cassandra traveled to find her sister wives and found three more. It was also discovered by Irgot the terrible that a pregnant Potter women could not be killed even if her husband still lived. But it did not stop him from raping her. Several hours into her capture Charlemagne Potter his other six wives and Fastion Longbottem broke into his fortress killed most of his followers rescued his bride and razed the castle after stripping it of all valuables. Charlemagne and Fastion them out later that they could not only draw magical power from their wives but read their minds too.
A nameless dark lord found out in 1822 that if there is only one Potter left alive he would be immune to death until his heir was born. He did not get to test the theory because Ernie Longbottem shattered this wards and killed the would be dark lord only a fortnight into his reign and took little Samson Potter away razing the manor as he left.
Albus put the book down and Harry looked at Ginny shocked and grabbed her stomach looking pale. Harry too looked pale but was holding on to Ginny’s other hand. “Harry we are going to be parents”. Muttered Ginny, OH MUM’S GOING TO KILL ME the teen shrieked. Dumbledore pulled his wand and cast a cheering charm on the distraught teen. Ginny stopped her hysterics at once and had a goofy grin on her face. Now Miss Weasley or should I say Mrs. Potter, Ginny got a even goofier look. “I will explain to your mother and father about the circumstance, just be glad you two shared your first kiss privately and did not end up like Edmund potter and share his kiss at the Ministry’s annual ball.
Harry and Sirius gave a chuckle. “But Professor how will I know who magic choose to be the other wives “asked Harry. Well young Harry there is a spell it requires a drop of blood and a few spells on your part, and since you’re now married you have no restrictions, Harry nodded and got to work an hour latter Harry dropped the list in shock. Thirteen he mumbled. Ginny grabbed the list and read
Ginavera Weasley…….Married and pregnant
Susan Bones
Daphne Greengrass
Hermione Granger
Kimberly Daniels
Bellatrix Black
Nymphdora Tonks
Lisa Turpin
Minerva McGonagall
Gabrielle Delacour
Padma Patail
Pavarti Patail
Katie Bell
Ginny was shocked at the names on the list most were severally strong or smart witches and Bellatrix Black? Did it mean LeStrange? Her musings were cut short by an owl and her parents arriving at the same time. “Author, Molly I need to speak to the both of you in the study” Said Dumbledore when he saw Molly about to go off on a rant for Ginny and Harry being up so late. Harry relived the owl of his burden and noticed the seal was that of Gringotts. He opened the letter and read.
Dear Lord Potter
We at Gringotts would like to congratulate you on your marriage to Mrs. Ginavera. We have took the liberty and set aside the amount previously agreed on of the bride price 10,000 galleons and are prepared to move it to the Weasley vault but need you to come and approve of the transfer’s . We have also been noticing some discrepancies in your account and have just finished the investigation. We require your presence to deal with this issue. We have the appointment set for 10:30am tomorrow see you then young Lord.
Sincerely
Account Manager Bladesinger
Harry passed the letter to Remus who read it and nodded. Ginny grabbed his hand when her mother came back into the room. The witch looked pale and had tears in her eyes. She hugged her daughter then Harry saying I still expect a real wedding you two. Harry smiled and nodded to his mother in law. Tired and knowing they had to be up early Harry grabbed Ginny’s hand and pulled her up stairs to an empty bedroom and both fell into a deep sleep.
Harry awoke to Ginny bobbing her head down his length he smiled at her then ran his fingers thru her hair. He groaned when she started humming and wrapping her tongue around his cock he pushed on the back of her head trying to get more into her mouth when Tonks but into the door looking for a place to sleep. The startled witch stood shock still then closed the door removing her clothes the young metamorph stood over them fingering herself. Ginny pulled his cock out with a pop and stroked it. Tonks straddled Harry and dropped her hips and engulfed his cock with her hungry cunt. She rode Harry like a stallion while Ginny teased her nipples from behind. It was not long before Harry and Tonks were both screaming in ecstasy. Harry pulled Tonks close and kissed her on the lips and just as the night before a pulse of magic exited the two but this one was less powerful.
When Harry was over his orgasm he felt different like he had just and something returned to him that he had sorely missed. Harry groaned when Tonks walls stiffened him back to full mast. The older witch hopped down and Ginny took her place. Tonks straddled Harry’s head and smashed her pussy on his face. Taking a hint Harry stuck his tongue as far in as it would go. Tonks eye went wide as she felt his tongue reach father than any had before him and she rode it to completion. Ginny had switched positions and was ridding Harry reverse cowgirl Harry grabbed her hips and helped the young witch bounce. When Tonks finally removed herself Harry changed positions. He put Ginny into the doggie style position and thrust deep into his lover. With each thrust Ginny squealed until she young witch finally went overboard pulling Harry with her. Tonks stood shock still about to have a panic attack. The witch would not calm down until Harry explained the circumstances behind the copulation. The witch was grateful to me married to a kind considerate lover and took it in stride.
After bathing Tonks went to sleep on the bed and Ginny and Harry showered together the descended to the smell of Mrs. Weasley’s wonderful cooking. Harry loaded his plate full and dug in while holding Ginny’s Hand Fred and George rushed into the room and hugged the both yelling congratulations mum’s just told us. Yea ickle Gin Gin has finally found a way to snag the man of her dreams. Ginny stood and pointed her wand and yelled Bates muco , several large flying bats burst out of her brothers noses and started flapping around. The only thing that save them from having their nasal cavities from bursting was they had two shield gloves on they were trying to test out.
Harry cast the counter curse and told them just how lucky they were. The pale twins took off to their room to change their under draws Ron came down at a sedate pace the sat down. He sighed and said just don’t hurt them mate he said talking about Gin and Hermione. Harry nodded the returned to his bangers and eggs. After a second plate Harry and Ginny both went and dressed for the trip to the ally.
Harry dressed in his best which was his Hogwarts shirt and slacks. He met Ginny on the stairs she too was dressed in her best summer dress which was made by her mother last year. Harry met Remus, Kingsley, and Mad-eye in the kitchen then flooed to the Leaky Cauldron. Harry and Co were making their way down the alley when they met Neville coming out of the Dirty Herboligest Harry greeted his friend and seeing he had a few minutes stopped to chat. Agreeing to meet up on the train the two separated.
Harry waited in line for a free teller when he arrived to be helped he recognized the goblin. “Hello Griphook how are you today? Harry intoned. The goblin looked stunned that he was addressed by name. “Hello Lord Potter may your gold always flow” remembering the traditional response replied “And may your enemies fell only pain and steel”. The goblin looked shocked. Then said “You are here for your meeting with Bladesinger are you not?” Harry nodded. “Rippaxe and his warriors will escort you their its embarrassing to say but our halls are not safe right now, or at least until the purge is complete. Harry did not know what to say to this but nodded his thanks.
Harry, Ginny and his guard were escorted thru the halls by eight burly Goblins in full battle dress. This made Harry a little nervous but they arrived in due time to the meeting. The Goblin nearest to the door knocked and they were called in. Harry entered a medium sized conference room were two goblins were sitting. “Greetings honorable account manager Bladesinger may your gold always increase and your enemies fell your wrath” Harry spoke remembering the traditional greeting. He almost laughed thinking Binns was good for something. The head goblin chuckled the replied “Thank you for the greeting but I am not Bladesinger he is” said the older goblin pointing to the Goblin to his left. “I am Ragnuk Lord of Gringotts and head of the goblin nation of Briton. Harry bowed then said” My apologies my lord for the mistaken identity”. The Goblin nodded then said sit down Lord Potter we have much to discuss.
Harry sat down across form Bladesinger and Ginny beside him the others sped out over the table and room. “Ok Lord Potter when your vault was randomly selected for a full accounting Account manager immediately noticed something was off. When your parents were killed the total potter assets were counted in the hundreds of millions of galleons. The total was 596,891,935 galleons 20,258,249 Sickles and 239,947,784 knuts”. “Manager Bladesinger’s job is to randomly select an account then check them over”.
After a full accounting Bladesinger came to a shocking conclusion your vault had only five million galleons left! We instantly took the account from your previous manager Slipknife and tracked the money down. We found that the money went to several thins and people. Lucius Malfoy, Cornelius Fudge, Antony Parkinson, Deloris Umbridge, Doulas Goyal and Septum Crabbe, and last but not least Slipknife.
“You have had only used about 16200 Galleons and sixteen sickles for tuition and school supplies’ and that was out of your trust vault which was only accessible by your key, so it does not count to your family vaults total”. “We have tracked down every knut taken from you and it will be returned with double interest then their vaults will sealed off to count them to see if they are swindling any more money from anywhere”. “Just sign here with this quill, beware it will sting as it is a blood quill and it it’s illegal to use outside contract singing”. Harry enraged quickly read though the papers and signed. He grimaced when he felt the letter of his name cut into the back of his skin.
“Now onto Slipknife, He has been executed along with his family except this babe and daughter. The child will be placed with a proper family”. His daughter on the other hand is a different matter. She will either be sold as a slave or she can marry you and swear on her life she will not try to harm you or any of your friends or family. Ginny thought it was a good idea to keep the Goblin because she had read that they were excellent felid medics and that the females were rather fiercely protective of their family.
Ginny passed to knowledge over the bond as did a sleepy Tonks who had just woken up. I will take the female as a wife; no sentient being should be slaves. Ragnuk smiled then nodded he clapped his hands and a tall almost human looking female goblin entered the room. She was just shorter than Harry at 5’9”. Figa as she was named knelt before Harry and spoke in rapped Gobbledygook and a golden aura surrounded them and she stood up. Shed look human if not for the golden tan and pointed ears.
“Lord Potter we have a complete list of charges compounded in this file and can send it off to the DMLE at a mounts notice but it will probably be file 13ed in a few moments so we ask you to pass it off to your other wife, a Mrs. Nymphadora I believe. Harry nodded taking the file. Now we have to Galleon transfer authorization here just sign here and here. “Up the amount to seventy five instead of ten for both Ginny and Nym, shocked the Goblins nodded and changed the amount. Harry signed the paper; just as he was done a knock came from the door. Two goblins entered with smug smiles carrying stacks of files.
Bladesinger and Ragnuk read over the files and started laughing, tears rolling down their faces. The two of them finally composed themselves after a few minutes explained what was so funny. “It seems that the bubbling fool fudge paid of the entire Tri-wizard tournament with Lord Potter’s money. Also all but two can’t pay back the full amounts owed so their seats on the wizengmont will be turned over to you, even their properties will be taken and sold. The goblins started laughing again and Harry joined. In one day he had taken out most of the Death Eaters fanatical support.
“Ok Lord Potter here is the Potter’s headship ring and the other for Mrs. Ginavera Harry and Ginny slid on their respective rings and felt magical serge. Harry’s scar burst and black mist poured out but not before all the memories that Tom Riddle had up to the day he gave Harry the scar was “downloaded” into his mind, in a desperate attempt to shield him-self from the memories Harry constructed a wall around them and the pain finally stopped.
The goblins looked shocked the started talking in Gobbledygook again until they issued commands to search every suspected and convicted Death Eaters vault. The Goblins nodded then they took off. “Ok now that that over, your scar was a abomination of nature apparently Voldemort made a Horacrux”. When Harry looked lost the goblin explained. “When a being kills in cold blood remorselessly its soul is split. Then the being, through rituals, can remove its soul half and place it into a object. The being then cannot die as long as the other half of his soul is still earthbound the being is still alive. That’s how he survived.
Ginny went pale, “Harry the diary” she mumbled. Harry went still. Then well it seems that he made more than two. The goblins looked astounded then asked him to explain. Harry gave them the back-story on the chamber of secrets. He told them of the Basilisk and how he killed it when he reached the part of the diary the goblins were entrapped with the youth. They just could not believe that harry has killed a sixty foot basilisk until harry showed them the scar and swore a magical oath.
“Lord Potter what happened to the carcass of the beast?” Asked Bladesinger, it’s still in the chamber rotting said Harry. The goblins laughed then said “a highly magical creacher like that would not be rotting yet, it would still be prime for harvesting”. Oh said Harry. So does the snake have any uses? Does it you damn right it dose the hide can be made into the finest armor and its bones make wonderful swords and knives, the meat is a delicacy and the venom can be made into a cure al for poisons and I mean cure all. Its blood can be used to make the best bloodstones for warding , its organs can be used for food and rituals. If the beast is half as big as you say it could be easily worth a hundred million galleons.
Harry was shocked to the estimate, but asked “when do you think we should harvest the beast”? Right away, the fresher the better so I will have a team assembled immediately. Harry nodded and asked “what will the cost of the harvesting and time is”? Ragnuk chuckled then said five percent of the value and an additional ten for the processing and sale. Harry nodded and said take an extra five percent and we have an accord. Ragnuk was stunned but nodded his head then said the team will be ready in about three hours. I will meet them at the gets of Hogwarts; I have some shopping to do.
After visiting the Potter family vault Harry and Ginny left Gringotts with two sacks full of money, several bank drafts, and a debt card for muggle purchases, Harry strode to Madame Malkins to finally buy him-self a new wardrobe. Entering Harry made a bee line for an assistant seeing the Madame was busy with a costumer.
“Hello welcome to Madame Malkins what can I do you for?” “Yes I need a complete wardrobe five heavy winter cloaks in black, red, blue and green in your finest material, and a plain white one. I also need dress slacks again in your finest material. I also need new dress robes eight sets of regular everyday robes various colors, and light cloaks. Also several pairs of woolen boot socks and three new wizard hats the Potter family crest should be set in the traditional place”. “and a pair of black business robes”. The assistant went wide eyed at the amount of items thinking about her new bonus she would be getting.
“Now I need my wonderful Ginavera to pick out her new wardrobe also I forgot to mention I want warming charms self fitting, anti rip and expansion charms placed on them too”. Harry smirked when the young woman fainted. Remus woke her with a enervate the woman quickly took her order and Harry made a reluctant Remus pick out a few robes for him-self saying “Your spending your time guarding me so I am paying you ten galleons an hour when you’re on duty and you can’t say on I will hex you otherwise”. “Oh I forgot again I need Wizengamont robes to with the Potter crest in the left chest pocket”.
By this time the assistant was swooning with joy. This very large order would secure her not only a hefty paycheck but the promotion to EA of the shop. Harry about laughed as the teen sauntered off to Madame Malkin with a smile on his face. Harry made his way over to an odds and ends store to browse and was amazed to find a pensive, an Auror grade foe-glass, and two regular invisibility cloaks. Harry left several thousand galleons poorer but happy with what he had bought.
Ginny was having a blast watching harry spread the wealth he tipped Tom a galleon when he paid for their lunch. Noticing they still had a little under two hours to be at Hogwarts Harry made his way to Ollivanders. When reaching the shop Ginny looked at him with the wtf look. “I seem to recall that your wand was once your Grand mums”. When Ginny heard this she gave Harry a long snog then rushed into the store.
After about thirty wands Ginny finally found her perfect match Ebony and unicorn tail hair 13 1/3 inches rigid quite useful for defensive magic and charms. Harry had also bought two polishing kit’s and the highest grade wand holster’s they had.” Mr. Ollivander I was wondering where I could get dragon hide armor in the ally”? Asked Harry, the old man looked at the young man then said “well there are two”. Averters that are up on Black Street but his stuff is just for show if you want real protection you need the Xavier’s Tannery in Knokturn alley”. “Xavier Greengrass is a master armor maker he even weaves enchantments into the hide. It is just inside the alley two stores down to the left”. Harry thanked the man then they rushed off to Xavier’s tannery.
From experience Harry knew that Knockturn alley was a little dangerous. They all walked down the street with their wands drawn. Harry noticed their destination was nestled between a wand crafters store and aexotic pet store. Harry and co entered the store ringing the bell that hangs over the door. “Hello Potter, Weasley” said a voice behind the counter. Harry looked to find Daphne Greengrass behind the counter sitting on a stool reading from her transfiguration book.
Harry strode up to the counter then said “Hello to you too Miss. Greengrass how is your day”? The young girl noticed the ring on his finger and said “very well Lord Potter, let me fetch my father for you”. Harry smirked at the witch as she disappeared to the back of the shop hips waving back and forth a little more than she usually did. She returned with a tall man whose eye she shared.
“Greetings Lord Potter, what can I do you for” Well i would like to know if you could make some basilisk hide into about fifteen suits of armor. Harry knew that it would bite into his profits but did not care. The man looked shocked the said there is not enough hide available in the world for that much. Harry smirked then said “I am sure you have heard about the chamber of secrets being opened a few years ago” the man nodded. “Well the monster within was Slytherin’s Basilisk”. Xavier looked shock then stuttered “th-the thing w-w-woul-would have been over sixty feet long”. Harry nodded then the man let out a booming laugh saying using Slytherin’s monsters hide to protect your own from the man heir brilliant”. The man and harry talked price they were took into a room for fitting Daphne did the measuring. When it came Harry’s turn the witch jumped him giving his along wet snog.
It progressed from their and soon Harry was munching on her twat making the witch writhe in pleasure. Daphne grabbed his hair the forced it back and forth over her cunny. Harry had a idea and he started his hissing in parselmouth and the witch came unglued squirting all over his face. Harry stood up and positioned his cock at her entrance and thrust in to the hilt. Daphne bit his shoulder so hard it drew blood. Harry waited until she finally removed her teat and nodded her head. He thrush in again and she groaned, but by the fifth stroke she was thrusting back screaming at the top of her lungs “FUCK ME HARDER” “SLAM MY CUNT” “HARDER HARDER HAREDER” Harry keep thrusting away but he felt his orgasm approaching so he thrust a finger into Daphne arse and it sent the witch over the edge. She screamed bloody murder and her cunt muscles milked his sack dry.
Leaving the room after the measurements were done he noticed the look on the others face. Xavier Greengrass stepped forward and said “silencing charms were made for a reason kids” They both blushed. Also I expect you to be coming over for dinner in two days the floo address is Rowan hill. Harry nodded kissed his new wife then left saying “I will bring the address of my home for a few weeks over then to show you, and if you ever need a safe place go their”. Xavier went wide eyed and nodded.
As they were leaving Daphne caught up to them saying that she was coming with them to see Slytherin’s fabled chamber. Harry cheeked his watch and they still over forty-five minutes left before the meet. He entered the wand crafters and was greeted by a man that looked the twin of Ollivander. Sigmund Ollivander was shocked to see Harry Potter in his store he knew from his brother that his wand shared a core with Tom Riddles. The man then decided to craft his wand extra specially to finally get rid of the old coot’s mistake. “Ok Lord Potter let’s make you a wand that is worthy to take down that menace once and for all. He had Harry pick out woods that felt right to him.
Harry ran his hand over several blocks but none felt right he moved to the next row and instantly felt a pull from two blocks of wood. One was apparently elder wood and the other the last piece of Yaggdrisl left in the world. He then had Harry pick out a solid core liquid core and a gem stone. He ended up with an wand of Elder wood with a tail heir of deaths steed twined with unicorn hair a liquid core of basilisk venom, with a stone of diamond, a true deathstick. His other wand had Griffin feather with demguise hair and dementor cloak thread twined around it a melted scale of a Egyptian black dragon of the liquid core, the stone was a blood red diamond a wand for defending and warding.After Ginny and Daphne got their wands picked out they had fifteen minutes to make it to the school. Harry paid fifteen thousand galleons ½ the total price up front and learned that the wand would be completed within a week they made their way to the nearest portkey point.
They arrived with eight minutes to spare and Dumbledore was already waiting for them. Hagrid was with him. They witted the other few minutes chatting and Albus showed Daphne the secret of the headquarters. The goblin team arrived right on time with them was a potion’s master, who turned out to be Hannah Abbots mother, Bill, and another cursebreaker then the goblin team with Ragnuk and Bladesinger in tow. They all made their way to the bathroom. When they got there, they were met a crying Myrtle who had flooded the bathroom. Albus vanished the water and Harry opened the chamber. He conjured a mat to sit on saying the pipes were really slimy.
After everyone had arrived down Albus and bill started vanishing the rocks and using permeate sticking charms stabilized to roof of the cave. Arriving at the shed skin the goblins harvested it citing that it could be used for fashion instead of armor Harry shrugged then continued on. Reaching the outer door Harry hissed and it opened. Lights he hissed and the whole chamber lit up. Everone gasped at the size of the snake and the potions mistress started directing the goblins while Bill and t=his fellow cursebreaker started exploring the sub chambers.
Twenty minutes later they arrived back excited about something. Ragnuk motioned for him to follow them. Bill led them thru a series of tunnels marked on the sides of the wall with arrows. They came upon a door which was locked open hissed Harry the door opened to find a room that was at least twice the size of myrtles bathroom and it was filled to the brim with jewels unprocessed gold silver and coins galore. Harry entered and noticed a piece of paper. It read
Dear heir
I have hidden this wealth here for the marked one who will defeat the pretender dark lord he is of my brothers line not mine so is not permitted to take things from here. You will find his anchors in the vault of Le Strange, House of Black, Gaunt shack cursed beware, and his loathsome snake but the Ravenclaw diadems in this room it can be purified with a drop of basilisk venom it won’t hurt the piece, the same goes for the Perevell ring make sure the old coot dose not put it on . Thank Row for this information. You can find her painting behind her statue in Ravenclaw tower. The password is courage before loyalty, cunning before courage and intelligence before all. Inside the bust of my father you will find mine and Godric’s paintings. Helga’s is in the Room of Requirement. And you can find our collative works in the vault behind my and Gyrif’s portrait. I hope this helps you young heir.
Salazar Slytherin
Harry was shocked the reread the letter the said “Bill do you see that Diadem just there, levitate it out to the main chamber we have another horcrux to destroy. Bill gulped the dun as he was told. Ragnuk and Bladesinger was giddy looking at all the gold and jewels the duo produced a trunk the filled it with what it could fit, closed it then opened another compartment and filled that till the room was empty. They handed to trunk to Harry to carry out after shrinking and lightning. After passing the wards Harry handed to trunk back. We will appraise the items for you and get back to you with the number. Harry nodded then said I noticed several things were Goblin made keep three of them that you want and I will but the rest back. Both goblins were shocked again by the wizard in front of them. They nodded their heads giddy again to be returning with three lost pieces of their treasure.
Arriving back in the chamber core Harry noticed the basilisk was de skinned and all the blood was drained into buckets. Harry strode to the pile of fangs picked one up and gave it to Ginny. She stared at him the picked it up and placed the tip on the Diadem a piercing scream came from it as the venom in the fang did its work. After the soul was gone the diadem flashed white and appeared looking new. Harry picked it up and turned it over to the Headmaster who had tears in his eyes as he accepted a old family relic. “Harry not many people know this because it’s dangerous for my family but you have just handed me back a lost heirloom Harry’s eye went wide. Yes my mother may have been a muggle born but she was descended from a long line of squibs until she came into her power. She had a large family but the only known survivors of that line because of wars over the years is one Hermione Granger and her mother Selene and Selene brother Dan.
So Hermione is like a cousin of yours abet distantly. Albus nodded “ell you two will just have to share it”. The old man laughed the stuck the relic into his robes. “Oh and professor the Perevell ring is in the Gaunt shack but it is cursed do not put it on even though you want to. Albus eye went with he took a fang and ran off Fawkes flashing in and out taking the old man with him.
Harry walked up to the bust and spoke speak to me Slytherin of the Hogwarts four. The mouth opened and a bridge appeared out of the water Harry and Ragnuk entered to opening. “ABOUT BLOODY TIME GET US DOWN FROM HERE” Yelled a voice. Harry looked and saw two paintings at the end of a long wide space. Several more shed skins were in their which Ragnuk had a helper collect. “Godric please lower your tone” “Hello heir I am Salazar and this ponce is Gordric just call us Sal and Ric”. “Please take me with you; you don’t know what it’s like to live with this arse for over a thousand years. Harry laughed at the two antics. Wait thought Harry did not Gryffindor kill Slythrin. “Why are you two friends”? History tells us you two fought and Godric killed you. No my son on the other hand he did. My son’s best friend sent him a letter begging for his help one day. He and his new bride rushed to his friend’s aid only to find him burning alive at the stake and when he finally extinguished the flames he man was dead. He looked around and saw that Xena was held captive by his friends dad the man yelled out death to all daemons and slit her throat.
“It was the last straw he went mad and killed the whole village. He slaughtered them all even the wemon and children. When we found out what we he had done we confronted him”. “He attacked us but was no match for the two of us and a stray curse killed him” Godric took over. We latter found plans to attack and kill as many norms as passable in London and York during trades meet and market day”.
“I guess the story got twisted with time eh Sal”. “Too right it did” Harry took their portraits down and moved them outside. “Well I see Daisy is being out to use” said the green clad man” “Daisy” muttered Harry this one need to meet Hagrid he thought.
After acquiring the book and scrolls that were hidden Harry watched the Harvesters finish up. Bill and Galen (the other curse breaker) came back with several more relics like Slytherin’s sword, Helga’s Daggers, and Ravenclaws looking glass. They all headed up to the surface and was met by a ecstatic Headmaster who had tears in his eyes. He gave the paintings to the headmaster when they left
Harry returned to Gringotts so Ragnuk and a team could appraise the jewels and gold in the vault. After waiting twenty minutes in a conference room Ragnuk came in with a grin on his face. “Well my Lord Potter you have just returned three of the most important relics that have been lost for centuries”. You are now considered a goblin friend and are now given better interest rates and privileges if you want we will forge a sword for you to use in the old way, and we will train you to use it with Agento. Harry was shocked then smiled and nodded. That will be excitable. The goblin smiled and handed several memories over to Harry he took his wand stuck it in a vial the pulled out the memory.
After absorbing seven memories of great swordsmaters harry had a pounding headache but a little occlumency helped that. Now lord Potter there were two other goblin relics in the pile of gold a necklace and a ring they value on the two items since you are a goblin friend if ten thousand Galleons and ten sickles. Harry nodded and said take it out of my account. Along with another ten as a down payment for another that is in the Potter vault. The goblin nodded head said “it shall be done”.
“Also you have added another two hundred thousand to you total liquid assets”. Harry nodded then said” I would like to keep about twenty square feet of the hide from the Basilisk to make armor. Ragnuk smiled then said we have already sent it to Lord Greengrass Also when have came up with a idea to sale the hid at premium price and keep the prices high by not flooding the market with Basilisk parts. Harry nodded and said do what you will to get the best price available”. The goblin just grinned. Also I noticed that #97 was available to buy, I would like to purchase it and deed it to Fred and George Wesley for their joke shop.
After stopping at Madame Malkins to pick up the clothes and paid two thousand galleons for them the exhausted team returned to # 12 to a feast Molly was whipping up. While Harry was away Dumbledore had Dobby clean and restore the master bedroom for Harry and Ginny. Harry went to his new room to drop his stuff off and was met by a naked Hermione. He smirked closed the door then put up a silencing charm he walked to his best friend declothing to whole way. Harry kissed her tenderly the one full of passion for he knew deep down he had always loved her. Their copulation was slow and tender like a couple that had been together for years and knew what buttons to push to make the other cum. While in the shower on the other hand it was raw and passionate his new lover was thru with the genital stuff and as Harry pounded her pussy raw she was digging long bloody gouged in his back and batting his neck adding to his multitude of hickys. After drying off Hermione rubbed some ointment on his back to seal the wound she had given him. The duo descended to eat. The dinner was a loud affair freed and George were ecstatic to receive to deed to #97 which they were going to rent. Ron was smiling because Lavender wrote him a note asking to meet up tomorrow afternoon. Sirius because Remus finally had new clothes to wear, Tonks entered the room and tripped into Harry’s lap he smiled and pulled her into a sitting position and feed her from his own plate.
After dinner Harry handed Tonks the file on the Ministry employs who had stolen his money, he giddy witch knew this could be a big promotion for uncovering this kind of corruption. The witch flood directly to Amelia’s house to give her to files, she knew the witch would be breaking out the fine wine because she finally had something on Fudge that would stick.
Amelia Bones was sitting in her easy chair contemplating the trial of one Harry James Potter, she could see it was a farce she had already received a note changing the time and venue a full adult trial for a simple case of underage magic it was ridiculous and she believed the boy.. nay young man had not even received the note changing the time.
Suddenly the fire sprang to life and Nymphadora Tonks came out flat on her arse. She had a file in her hands and a grin on her face. Mam you’re not going to believe this but we got him she said handing her a Gringotts certified file she picked it up and read a smile formed on her face until she burst out laughing how she could not wait till tomorrow’s hearing now. “Tonks please sent a note to Mr. Potter that the hearings time and place has changed the Venue in now old court room ten and the time is now eight thirty.
Susan Bones heard her aunts laugh and went to investigate she listened on the plain and smirked maybe the hearing tomorrow was ok to go to after all. Especially of Harry was going to be their thought the buxom witch.
Harry woke in a tangle of leg and arms Hermione was on his left and Ginny the right. Daphne and Tonks were snuggled up to their sides. Harry smiled feeling happy Tonks opened her eyes to notice Harry’s hair was shifting through color related to happiness her eyes went wide. “Harry you’re your hair” Harry looked in the mirror and freaked, “What the sodding hell” yelled the teen. Tonks to him aside and explained. “Harry you’re a metamorph too” His eye went wide, “really” he asked. She nodded and said let’s get the other up and dressed then down to breakfast we have an hour and a half to the start. Harry nodded and could not believe that his yelling did not wake the others.
Mrs. Weasley was in the kitchen cooking already when they arrived Harry was in his business robes Ginny in her new dress and Daphne borrowed a dress of Ginny’s since they were the same size. Hermione was in a little black dress, and Tonks was in her auror robes. The all flooed to the ministry the teens had their wands checked then Tonks shepherded them to the elevators.
Tonks led them out when the voice said DoM. She stopped outside the door and said Daphne and the others would have to stay here if they wanted to keep their marriage secret. Ginny and Hermione took his hands and Daphne put a hand on his shoulder. They all entered the room together. The room was like the one in the pensive Harry viewed. Daphne went up to sit with her father. Fudge looked shocked to see them there on time. “Thank you Auror Tonks for escorting the accused hear.
Fudge threw her a scathing look but turned back to Harry. He whipped out his wand and conjured three chairs for himself and the wives to sit in. “NOW SEE HERE YOU KNOW THAT YOU CANT BE USING MAGIC OUT SID EOF SCHOOL WHILE UNDERAGE, AUROR ARESST HIM. “Sorry minister Lord Potter has full authority to use magic now that he has claimed head of house ship. Fudge paled “imposable” fudge spat “the only way he could do that was if he was emancipated or married
“Oh I am married to four beautiful and talented wemen. “QUIT LYING POTTER YOU ARE NOT MARRIED” Just then a Dumbledore arrived, Minister Fudge hear is valid proof Lord Potter is Married to Ginavera Potter nee Weasley, Nymphadora Potter nee Tonks, Daphne Potter nee Greengrass,and Hermione Potter nee Granger. Fudge looked over the documents and ripped them in half.
“DOSE NOT MATTER THIS WELP BROKE THE STATUE OF SECREASY”. “Ah but under extenuating circumstances. If he had not his and his cousins souls would have been sucked out by a Dementor. As Proof of this hears is the pensive memory of the night. After a solicitors pensive was found the memory viewed fudge was red faced and saying memories can be tampered with”. “But not without damaging them minister said Amelia”. Fudge blustered the said “He blew up his aunt for Merlin’s sake”. “But you kindly waved it off Cornelius”.( Excerpt from JKR Harry Potter and the order of the Phoenix) “All-in favor of convicting” Barley a third raised their hands. “All opposed” sated Madame Bones. Everyone else raised their hands. Accused cleared of all charges Fudge slammed his gavel down. Just then Kingsley Sacklebolt strode in with a crumpled up Luciius Malfoy. He threw him in the chair which bound the struggling man.
“What is the meaning of this release my advisor at once”. Belay that Aurors said Madame Bones and arrest Minister Fudge, Madame Unbridge, Antony Parkinson, Doulas Goyal and Septem Crabbe. You are all charged with theft from the Great and Moste noble house of Potter. How do you plead? Not guilty spoke all the voices. Ok as evidence here is a official Gringotts file acquired by Auror Tonks-Potter. The chief Warlock(Xavier Greengrass)looked it over and said “this evidence is sufficient enough but I suggest that we hear it straight from the hippogriffs mouth . Weasley bring me Vertiserum a new sealed bottle so no one can suggest tampering with the phial”. Percy ran out of the court room and returned a few minutes later with a phial.
“Auror Tonks administer the potion”. She poured three drops of the liquid on Fudges tongue. “Is your full name Cornelius Oswald Fudge”? “yes”, “Did you knowingly steal from Lord Potter”? “yes” did you accept bribes to postpone new polices or the raising of more auror forces”? “yes ,did not believe they were needed anyway”. Name all your crimes. Theft, Slander against any who opposed me, Rape of minors, mostly young muggleborn or muggle girls under ten who I murdered after”.
“Also framing Sirius Black for those murders ten years ago I also slipped in a clause in a contract I wrote up for Bellatrix Black, it stated that the witch was to have no free will of her own she was to do as her husband thought and told her. I also embezzled money from Author Weasley when he was supposed to get a raise I diverted it to my other account under the name Timas Maxwell”.
“Cornelius fudge you are hereby stripped of your position of minister of magic your name will be stricken from the books and family name erased you are hereby sentenced to the veil. Several gasped but no one opposed. Moving on, Tonks again forced three drops of the potion down Umbridge’s throat. “Is your full name Deloris Jane Umbridge” asked Amelia? “Yes”. “Did you knowingly steal from Lord Potter”? “Yes”. “Name your other crimes”. I cast all three unforgivable multiple times, I cast hate and animosity charms on Lord Potter’s relative’s tom amp up the underlying feelings hoping the muggles would kill him”.
I have ordered dementor to attack people who hurt me in life, I have ordered Grayback to attack several people and often provided the Wolf’s bane potion for him to use”. The nost notable attacks were the Lupins so I could gain their power and wealth, The McKinnon’s and I have helped Peter Pettigrew set up Gideon and Fabian Prewitt ambush resulting in their death”.I have gladly murdered up and comer muggleborns on Lord Notts orders. The said Lord Nott was quickly stunned and bound. “I have helped traffic sex slave muggle-borns Metamorphmagus’s and the occasional pureblood”. “That is all” Veil again” intoned the Chief Warlock.
Kingsley quickly dosed Parkinson. “Are you lord Antony Jones Parkinson”? “Yes” Di you knowingly embezzle form Lord Potter”? “I did not know from who the money came but I accepted it anyway” “Why”? “The Dark Lord drained my family vault dry with his constant need for resources”. “So you were a Death-Eater”? “Yes” “Ok name your crimes” said the Chief Warlock.
I have killed, raped, stole and blackmailed. Used the imperious curse on a father and made him rape his twelve year old before slitting her throat”. “I used my position to block and hide the Weasley family vault from them while embezzling from it. “I set up the Bones murders, I raped Ashlyin Bones, I kidnapped her, she is still alive in a secure room under my bathroom floor”. The man fell silent. Amelia was shaking with rage Ashlyin Bones was her daughter and was three when she was taken. Amelia immediately sent a patroni message to Savage to raid the manor and reclaim her daughter. “ Kiss” muttered Amelia
During this time Crabbe and Goyal were questioned and sentenced to Azkaban. Then it was Notts turn, He admitted to rape, and murder. Several supposed muggle-borns were his children. He also admitted to killing Samantha Greengrass when she would not accept his advances. He ammited to bribery of several ministry official’s and gave their names, Dawlish, and Smith being the main ones. He had also forcefully rapped and impregnated Nattily Burbage then erased her memory so when she showed her husband, who had been away to America, believed she had been unfaithful. The too was sentenced to Azkaban.
Then it was Lucius. He admitted to stealing knowingly from Harry, being a Death-Eater. He also confessed his part him killing the Prewitt brothers, Raping Sara Bones before stabbing her to death with daggers imbued with the flame brand curse. Helping the Lestrange brothers subdue and torture curse on the Longbottem’s and leaving before the auror’s got there. He admitted to trafficking in Veela and succubus slave along with several class c de and e trade able substances, having several hidden caches of money supplies and another vault in the name of Himrick Livinston at Gringotts and another in Sweden with the dwarfs. “Veil “ everyone chanted.
In the end Lucius, Unbridge , and Fudge were tossed into the veil on their collective backsides. And the others were shipped off to Azkaban to be processed or kissed. “Now we have had a new minister is decided. For right now Amelia Bones is acting Minister for Magic”.
Harry and co were asked to meet in a conference room beside the court room. Inside waited Amelia and Xavier. Harry set down beside Amelia and Dumbledore right across from him. “Now down to business, Harry we need your help getting Amelia into office, Fudges and Unbridge’s departure left a power vacuum and it need to be filled with people we can trust”. I know the Dark Lord is back, he has came several times to my home and tried to get me to join his cause but so far I have played the neutral card but I can’t after today so we need strong people to get the job done
“Rufus will just be trying to look like he is doing something instead of doing it and Newcalk is a contributor to Voldemort’s cause”. Harry nodded then said “ I believe Madame Bones will be the best bet but who will fill the Undersecretary spot”? “I will spoke Xavier I intend to offer Albus his job back. Harry nodded his head then said “You have my support, but you have to give Sirius a fair trial”. Just then three aurors arrived with a young and somewhat healthy woman. She spotted Amelia as said “Mummy” in a childlike voice the girl threw herself onto of Amelia sobbing into her neck. Amelia too was crying holding on her for dear life.
Susan was watching her cousin hold onto her aunt and mother with a sad look on her face. “Done said Amelia and Xavier. Harry walked up to Susan and asked would you like to stay the night at my place while they get reacquainted? The buxom witch nodded and Harry escorted her out.
Twenty minutes later they were in front of Grimauld place and showing Susan the secret. The witch went wide eyed when she met Sirius but knew he was innocent. Harry led her upstairs pushed her against his door and kissed her red head. She groaned into his mouth as he started feeling her up. He unlocked the door picked her up and carried her to the bed. Her red hair made a halo around her head and harry removed his robes Susan just removed her blouse and knickers. Harry smirked at her kinkiness. He slowly kissed his way up her thighs until he reached the junction then he teased her clit for a moment the slid up to her DD mounds. He played with them.
After teasing her for a while he slid back down and used Parcletounge on her cunny, “OH MERLIN” screamed Susan as he back arched up she wrapped her leg around Harry’s head grabbed his hair and forced his face into her quim. Harry continued this until she was writhing in orgasm. He slowly sheathed his cock into her before she took over and thrust the rest of his cock into her cunt. Harry surprised looked at her,” broom accident a year ago” she explained. Harry shrugged and concentrated on his task. Susan flipped him over and started ridding the poor boy. “FUCK ME HARDER FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER HARRY HARDER” yelled the witch as Harry’s throbbing now eleven incher slid home again and again, until the felt her walls contract clamping his rod in a vice. Harry quickly came with her as orgasm rode over her.
Breathing hard harry led her to the shower to get cleaned up. Harry met everyone downstairs and had a feast, the twins were throwing a massive beach ball around yelling he got off . Until the door bell rang and in came Tonks escorting a young Bellatrix Black and Minerva McGonagall . The trio made a bee line for Harry and took him upstairs for a very vagarious work out…
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The Angel Besides Me

This is the first time ever that I post anything on this site. I’ve decided to post this since it’s a little fantasy of mine ever since I saw this amazing show. Please go easy on me! It’s just fantasy, after all! Thanks!

Harry Potter – Part 2 – Diagon Alley

The sun beamed through the window on a glorious August morning.
“Up at last, Harry?” said Ron, who was putting a shirt on.
“Yeah,” he muttered groggily. “You’ll never guess what happened last night though!” he continued on, recalling the events and suddenly waking up
“Did something happen after I fell asleep?” inquired Ron.
“I was feeling horny, so I took a look at the book and found a spell”
“Really? Well, did you use it on someone?”
Harry paused for a moment, gazing at Ron. His expression seemed eager to know, but there also appeared to be a hint of fear etched on his face; maybe he was worried Harry had stolen his love, or Harry had done stuff with his sister. Putting Ron out of his anxiety, Harry said,
“Yes… Fleur”
For a split second, Harry saw relief flood Ron’s face, before he asked how it was. Harry went on to inform him very graphically of the details, how he had found Fleur in the kitchen and had the opportunity to use the spell on her and fucked her pussy raw
“Bloody hell Harry, you’re one lucky bastard” said Ron, full of awe. “I need to use that book as soon as possible”
“Let’s look for another spell, ” said Harry.
Ron raced across to his trunk and opened up the book to its second page. The spell there was called “deus hora.” It read “For one hour only, you will appear to be a God to all women who see you. They will instantly be fully attracted to you and willing to do your every command, as a group. At the end of the hour, everyone subject to the spell will faint for one minute, giving you the opportunity to flee the scene. They will also have no recollection of the events.”
“Wicked” gasped Ron, “But I won’t be able to use this for ages, this house is too busy for me to risk any of my brothers catching on to what is going on!”
At that exact moment, Mrs Weasley banged on their door.
“Boys, we’re going to Diagon Alley today, be ready by 11. We are all leaving at the same time, it’s not such a safe place any more, so hurry up!”
“You’re in luck mate” said Harry, winking to his pal.
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It was fairly deserted. Since news of Voldemort’s return, people had been afraid to leave the relative safety of their own homes. There had been killings, murders, even news of violent rapes, so it wasn’t a surprise to see that there were very few people around. Those who were, moved in tight knit groups.
“Is that all 8 of us?” inquired Mr Weasley.
“Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Molly, Bill, Fleur and me. Yes, that’s all 10” he said.
“Right, now we must stay together alright, all of us must do everything as a group. It’s too risky for people to go off on their own. First, let’s go to Madam Malkins, best get everyone’s clothing sorted out first.”
Ron realised it would be almost impossible to get a chance to be alone with any girls, but he desperately wanted to try this spell out. After all, Harry had some action last night, it was only fair that he got some now. He quickly devised a plan and rushed to the front of the group, so as soon as they entered the old robes shop, he would be taken care of first by Madam Malkin.
The first part of his plan had worked, she took his measurements first and found him the perfect set of robes. He knew he had about one hour to work with, as three other people had to be attended to, but there weren’t many girls around he could ensnare. Nor would it be easy for him to creep off without anyone realising.
Fortune seemed to be on his side, as at that precise moment, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell all entered the shop. He knew he would have to act fast, because as soon as the three girls realised the length of the queue, they would leave. He went into the furthest aisle of the shop and pointed his wand at his own neck, and performed the “deus hora” spell.
He felt a chill down his tingling spine and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end for a moment. He looked at his image in the mirror and he seemed to be emanating some sort of golden rays of light.
He walked out to the end of the aisle and peered out. He saw the three girls about to leave the shop, looking slightly disappointed.
“Hey!” he called out, loud enough for them to hear, but not so loud that it would attract the attention of his entire family.
The three girls turned to see where the call had come from. As soon as they saw him, their eyes grew wider for a moment and they marched over towards him.
“Your wish is our command,” they spoke at the same time.
Cool he thought to himself, this is going to be fantastic.
“Go across the street to Fred and George’s shop. Sneak past them and go upstairs to their flat. Take this key to open the door. I will be there in a few minutes. ”
Angelina took the key and the three girls, transfixed on fulfilling their master’s wishes, left the shop.
For many years, Ron had lusted after the three girls, in the year above him. Especially when got into the Quidditch team, he had glimpsed their perfect bodies, fit after all the training they had done, in the changing rooms. He had wanked off many times to the mere thought of having all three girls to himself, but now this was becoming a reality! His flaccid penis twitched in his pants and he felt a hard-on growing.
“Where is ze Ronald?” he heard Fleur say throatily from the other side of the shop.
“Ron!” called Mr Weasley sharply.
“Don’t worry Dad, I’m here, I’m going to try on a few more clothes, see if they fit any better, there’s a changing room this side”
“Okay” he heard the response.
Perfect, thought Ron, and quietly left the shop, running across the street and entered Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.
Little did he notice a figure by the corner of the street, under a dark hood.
“What’s Weazelbee up to now?” pondered Draco. He had seen the three girls leave the clothing store and enter the joke shop. He hadn’t suspected anything until he saw Ron sprinting across the street moments later to join them. He had also noticed Ron’s suspicious, sneaking behaviour as he left the shop and Draco suspected something was going on. He decided to follow Ron into the shop
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Ron Weasley, the youngest male Weasley, the one who always felt least loved by his mother, the one who was always second best next to his closest friend famous Harry Potter, was ecstatic. He was about to enter a room in which 3 sexy girls were waiting to give him an hour of pleasure. He was about to finally lose his virginity to three willing beauties. Life doesn’t get any better than this Ron, he told himself. Calm down and perform your best, he said, under his breath, before turning the doorknob and entering.
“Ohh Ron,” said Angelina coyly, the moment he walked through the door, “You’re so attractive”
“Handsome, dashing…” whispered Alicia
“You must fuck us” said Katie
Woah, thought Ron to himself, this spell seemed to have worked so well, he didn’t even have to tell them what to do, everything he wanted to do, somehow mentally led the girls into following his unspoken wishes.
“Ladies, please” said Ron, in a hoarse voice, barely believing his luck, “Start by giving me a show, undress each other, slowly and sexily.”
Ron sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, feeling like royalty.
The three girls immediately obliged to his wish. All three girls were wearing tight fitting t-shirts with a pair of jeans, muggle clothing, but it certainly suited them and made them all the more attractive. Firstly, Angelina and Alicia took off Katie’s t-shirt, taking their time to rub their soft hands all over her stomach, before unbuttoning her jeans and letting them fall to the ground. The same then took place on the other two girls. They paused for a moment, standing in front of Ron in their sexy lingerie, letting him take it all in.
Years of hardcore Quidditch training had left all three girls with very toned, defined and slim bodies. Angelina was wearing a white lace bra and a matching thong, which contrasted against her dark skin. Alicia was wearing a turquoise colour bra and a ruby red pair of knickers which also contrasted against her milky white skin. Katie, who was reasonably well tanned, was wearing jet black panties and a bra of similar colour.
The three girls then took off their bra and slowly pulled down whatever was covering their respective pussies. Ron could barely cope any more, there was a large bulge in his pants, the tight jeans were chafing his manhood.
Once again they stood there for a minute, letting their master have a good look at all three of them. Angelina had ample C cup breasts which dark areolas and big nipples, as well as a very large, juicy looking ass. Her stomach was tight and her abs were certainly visible. Her pussy had a neat triangle of jet black hair above it and was already moist. Alicia’s brown hair fell down on her breasts, just above her equally brown coloured areolas. Her boobs were smaller, only a B cup, but still looked perky. She was thin, but didn’t have the same muscular tone to her stomach that Angelina had, but was completely shaven. She had no hair whatsoever above her pussy Katie had massive D cup boobs, with large areolas, capped with small brown nipples, which stood erect in anticipation. She had also trimmed the hair above her pussy into an enticing triangle of dark brown hair.
“Come over and start sucking me off girls” said Ron, now desperate to get involved in the action. As the girls walked over to him, he stood up and yanked his jeans and top off, revealing a strong, muscular body. Angelina began to run her hands over his biceps, chest and defined abs. Since Ron won the Quidditch Championship with some immense goalkeeping for Gryffindor last year, he had been working out every day of the summer holiday, spending hours practicing keeping as well as lifting weights.
“You like that baby?” said Ron to Angelina, who nodded in delight and began to suck on one of his nipples.
Meanwhile, Alicia and Katie had fallen to their knees and pulled his boxers off. They began to fondle and caress his dick and balls. Ron’s cock sprung out fully erect, standing tall and proud in all its glory. His cock was just short of 7inches and was reasonably fat.
Ron thought we was in a dream. Three girls were all over him. While Angelina stimulated the tender nerve endings in his nipple, his cock was being treated with immense care by the other two girls, who began to lick and suck the tip of Ron’s cock. His cock twitched at the new sensation, as Alicia and Katie began to kiss one another, their tongues engaged in a battle with each other, as well as taking part of Ron’s dick into their mouths. Ron let his hands wander, caressing Angelina’s boobs, tweaking her nipples, jerking them into life. He bravely moved further down and felt her fuzzy pubic hair. With one hand, he moved further down, feeling her wet juices already gushing onto his hand. He eagerly inserted one finger into her pussy, rather roughly, draw a scream of pleasure mixed with pain from his standing lover, who immediately released his nipple from her mouth and stared to the heavens, as he gently caressed her clit with the other hand. He pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy rapidly, while still rubbing her clit. It took mere seconds to send Angelina to her first orgasm of the night, letting out a sharp scream of joy. Fortunately for Ron, the shop downstairs was the only busy shop on the street and the noise of children yelling with mirth drowned out Angelina’s scream, so no-one downstairs would hear her.
Angelina collapsed onto the bed, panting after the rough fingering Ron had given her. As she recovered, Alicia had taken Ron’s cock into her mouth and Ron had his hands on the back of her head, pumping her mouth rapidly with his dick. Katie had taken to sucking on his balls in the meanwhile. However, both girls were fingering one another at the same time as pleasuring their master. Angelina decided it was time to help out her friends and lay down on the floor by Katie’s pussy and began to lick all over it, while beginning to finger Alicia. The three girls had given each other oral sex several times over the years as roommates in the Gryffindor tower, so Angelina knew exactly how to pleasure both girls. She only took a few moments to send them into their orgasms. They both moaned with carnal delight releasing their luscious vaginal juices all over Angelina.
Ron chose to take care of the mess, by joining Angelina on the floor and licking all the juices off her body and then sharing a kiss with her. He swallowed some of the nectar
“You two, ” he said, growing in confidence every moment, “On your knees and bend over so I can see your asses”
Alicia and Katie obliged, wiggling their asses enticingly in Ron’s face as he mounted Angelina. She was lying beneath him, rubbing her clit with one hand and grasping Ron’s erect penis with the other, guiding it into her pussy. Ron was about to experience something completely different to wanking off alone or even receiving a blow job. Angelina was no virgin, she had fucked Oliver Wood many times in her teenage years, yet she was still very tight. Her pussy was still wet from the orgasm, which provided the necessary lubrication for Ron to push his dick in all the way. His foreskin had been pushed back and the head of his dick made contact with the end wall of her vagina. She moaned in pleasure as Ron’s fat cock penetrated her pussy. He held his dick fully inside her for a while, allowing his cock to get used to this different environment. He wasted no time though, instead telling Angelina to squeeze her breasts together allowing him to suckle on both her nipples at once. He placed his hands on Alicia and Katie’s asses and began to lightly spank them, leaving sore red marks on their bums.
Once he felt his dick was ready, he began to pump in and out of Angelina; he felt new realms of pleasure as he ravished Angelina’s pussy. Her juices coated his cock while he began to finger the other two girls, who squealed as he inserted his thumbs into their anus. Ron began to increase the pace and Angelina’s boobs were bouncing all over the place. His hands were also moving rapidly, causing both girls to moan in jubilation. After a while, he told Angelina to get up and placed Katie on top of Angelina, and Alicia on top of her, all in doggie style. He also got down on his knees and stared at the sight in front of him. All three girls asses were staring him in the face, coated with shining, sparkling juices, ensnaring his mind. He snapped out of his staring when Angelina spanked the asses of both girls above her. Using the girls juices, he coated his hands with it, and then lubricated every girls anus.
He slowly eased his dick into Katie’s asshole, ignoring his groans of pain, began to ass-fuck her rapidly, destroying her anal virginity. He spent about half a minute on her, before doing the same to Alicia and finally returning to Angelina. Remembering he was yet to fuck Alicia or Katie’s pussy, he decided he would fuck them both, inserting his wet rod into one pussy and then into the other, alternating, causing them both to moan with delirious pleasure.
Eventually, he managed to send all three girls through yet another orgasm. As Katie’s pussy orgasmed for the last time, and her vaginal muscles clenched down on Ron’s dick, he felt his balls contracting and realised he was about to spunk a massive load.
“On your knees, in front of me, all of you” he yelled.
The three girls just managed to turn around and get in position in time, eyes closed, mouths open, eager to accept the gift of their master’s juice. He rubbed up and down his shaft at an incredible pace, releasing streams of cum, first aiming at Angelina, on the left, coating her dark face in his white fluid, before turning to Alicia and Katie, and depositing more cum down their throats.
After releasing almost 10 strands of sticky cum, he stuck his dick down all three girls throats once more, getting them to lick off any last bits of cum and told them to swallow and to kiss one another. As he reclothed, watching the girls smooch on the floor, their faces coated in his cum, their own juices forming pools on their legs, they all passed out.
He realised this meant the hour was up, and rushed out of the door, adjusting the zip of his jeans on the way.
Ron rushed across the street and back to Madam Malkin’s, getting through the door, only to hear his mother call his name.
“Ronald Weasley, where are you?” he heard her call from the other side of the store.
“Sorry mum,” he said, as he rushed to the main changing room area, to see his father paying Madam Malkin.
“I called you five times Ron!” she shouted at him, “I thought you had gone out on your own!”
“I wouldn’t do that mum, ” he pleaded with her, “I know the danger. I thought I heard you but wasn’t sure, doesn’t matter anyway,” he mumbled.
“Hmm” said Mrs Weasley, casting him a scornful look.
“50 galleons!” exclaimed Mr Weasley. Harry caught Ron’s eye for a moment and winked at him; Harry had seen his three Quidditch chasers leave the store and Ron follow soon after and knew exactly what had happened. Ron gave a wide grin back, realising his friend knew what he had done.
They left the shop soon after, Mr Weasley still muttering about inflation rates and overpriced clothing
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As Ron ran out of the room, Draco had to hastily cast a Bedazzlement Hex, blending into the wall. As Ron made his way down the stair, Draco removed the charm and proceeded into the room, looking at the girls, lying unconscious on the floor.
“How the fuck did Weasley do that.” Draco exclaimed. “There’s no way three hot girls would fall for that bumbling buffoon, he’s not that good looking, he’s not even well off! Something unusual is going on here. He somehow tricked these girls into having sex with him. It’s not the Imperius curse, the Ministry would be onto that in a flash. I guess I’ll have to make it a point to spy on that bastard as soon as possible!”
Draco was by no means a virgin, he’d been fucking Pansy Parkinson since their first year at Hogwarts. She loved him and would do anything for him, despite the fact that he treated her like a worthless bitch and would fuck her pussy and ass raw just for sexual, animalistic pleasure, not because he had any feelings towards her. But he was definitely feeling jealous of Ron; he had never had sex with more than one girl and was furious that the cheap Weasley had beaten him to it.
His dick became hard at the sight of the three beauties and wondered if he could fuck them all now whilst they lay unconscious. However, just as he began to think this, he noticed they were stirring.
Shit, he thought to himself. They were still groggy and unaware of their surroundings, which gave him a few more moments. Suddenly he realised this was the perfect opportunity for him to put Voldemort’s plan into action. He had been forced into an impossible task of murdering the all time greatest wizard, Albus Dumbledore. A plan formulated in his mind and he grabbed hold of the nearest two girls, Alicia and Katie, who were still just waking, and with a loud pop, apparated away to the dungeon of Malfoy Manor. He knew that Voldemort would kill his family if he failed but he had an idea of how he could use these Gryffindor bitches to destroy Hogwarts and ultimately, succeed in his mission to kill Dumbledore.
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“I want a firecracker set as well mum,” wailed Dennis Creevey.
“Dennis, ” she said sternly, “You and Colin can share this one.”
“Ma’am, don’t worry, we have more in the back room, ” said George Weasley courteously.
“Please mum,” said Dennis.
“Oh all right,” she said, giving in to her son.
“One moment please, I’ll be right back with it,” replied George.
George walked to the back of the store, but as he did so, heard a loud pop from upstairs.
“Hello?” he inquired, walking up the stairs. “Is anyone in there?”
He cautiously opened the door to find Angelina Johnson, stark naked, lying on the floor, covered in cum and her own pussy juices.
“Excellent…” he said to himself
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Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 8 – The League

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Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 8 – The League
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Hermione’s first day of class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in 1976 had begun a little less than optimal. For her entire academic life, Hermione had always been at the top of her class, the best student, and ever the teacher’s pet. After being thrown back in time to a seemingly unrecognizable Hogwarts and very liberal culture, she was inadequately prepared for the truths of 1976 Hogwarts. The school was obsessed with sex, demeaning women with ridiculously revealing school uniforms, with not a single person concerned about the inequalities. Since arriving back in 1976, Hermione had been groped, fingered, spanked, stripped, and even had had her tight juicy little teenage ass cummed on by one of her best friends. But to the dismay of her better senses, Hermione had started to like it! Her inhibitions had been slowly decaying after her arrival back in time, but after being dosed against her will by her arch enemy, Draco Malfoy, she was having a very difficult time controlling her more carnal urges. The worst part of the entire experience was the fact that she couldn’t help but have a certain attraction to Malfoy, which was a definite side effect of the potion Malfoy had slipped her. Her first day’s classes had been dreadfully long, unfair, but not all together uninteresting. Although most of her classes other than Potions had been fairly normal, her Muggle Studies lesson with a younger version of Ron’s father had been quite the experience for Hermione. Now that the day was finally coming to an end however, Hermione was hard at work coming up with an antidote to the potion Malfoy had slipped in order to counter the more aggressive of her symptoms.
“Fuck Hermione! That was fucking hot today in Muggle Studies!” Harry told her, throwing down his backpack on the table beside her in the Slytherin common room. “I’ve never seen you like that!” Harry said, both quite delighted and overjoyed at the thought of Hermione becoming a slut. As Hermione tried to find an antidote for Malfoy’s potion in her Potions textbook, she tried to ignore both Harry’s praise and his looks at her ample cleavage. She had a strange urge to reach under the table and see how hard she was making him, but somehow controlled herself and redoubled her efforts at finding a cure for her present inhibited state.
“Malfoy dosed me with something at lunch. I couldn’t control myself.” She complained feeling another twinge of longing to slip beneath the table and suck on Harry’s hard cock. “Fuck! I can barely think right now!”
“I know something that could help set your mind right Hermione”. Harry said with a smirk as he moved his hand to Hermione’s inner thigh and ran it slowly up towards her moist pussy.
“Harry! I thought you at least wouldn’t take advantage of me while I’m in this state!” Hermione shouted at him, slapping his hand away, even though in reality, she had wanted his hand to slip underneath her tight little black and green thong and rub her wet fucking pussy.
“Okay okay Hermione! You don’t need to get violent! I’m just trying to help you fit in”. Harry replied, clearly thinking Hermione should definitely let out her inner slut.
“I know exactly what you want to fit in me, but my pussy is off limits for everyone!” Hermione responded, thinking all the while how fucking hot it would be to have Harry slam the full length of his hard cock into her tight teenage twat.
“There are other places other than your pussy that I can fit in, and I’m certain you’d like it”. Harry told her, thinking about how sweet it would be to see one of his best friends on her knees in front of him, sucking him off. “Besides, you probably should get some practice in before trials tonight anyways”.
“What do you mean? Quidditch team trials?” Hermione replied, utterly confused as Harry stood up from the table and gave her a knowing smirk.
“You’ll find out in a few minutes. I’m sure you’ll be team captain!” Harry said, being as cryptic as possible as he stole one final glance at her cleavage.
‘Weird’, Hermione thought as she folded up her Potions book and decided it was a lost cause for the night and thinking a long restful sleep would do her good for the next day of classes. Just as she reached the Slytherin girls dormitories stairs however, she heard a bell sound and the magnified voice of Professor Slughorn cut through the silence of the dungeon common room.
“All students third year and above, please report to the common room for start of the year trials”. Boomed Slughorn’s voice. A rush of people came down both of the dormitory stairs and adjoining rooms to converge on the common room and Hermione had no choice but to follow. In the throng of students gathering about the massive-bellied Slughorn, Hermione was groped and fondled several times. One third year boy even had the audacity to lift up Hermione’s skirt and pull down her thong. Everyone in the crowd of students got an amazing view of Hermione’s tight young ass and pussy before she was able to pull her skirt back down.
“Get back here you little fucking perv!” She shouted, but to no avail as he darted through the crowd with her slightly damp little thong, chuckling as he did so.
“Don’t worry you little Mudblood slut, you won’t need those in a minute”. Malfoy whispered in her ear as he slid his hand underneath her skirt and slid one of his fingers into her wet pussy.
“Unnnnnnhhh”. Hermione moaned, unable to help herself as Malfoy took advantage of her again. Although she knew it was wrong and that she should fight back, a strange feeling of bliss overcame her and all she wanted to do was replace Malfoy’s little finger for his big hard cock.
“Fuck your wet slut!” Malfoy moaned in her ear as he slid his finger in and out of her pussy while the crowd around them shifted their gaze to the oversized figure of Professor Horace Slughorn.
“For the last 49 years, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has partaken in one of the schools most popular sporting competition. This competition is the foundation for friendly competitiveness and rivalry, as well as a way to strengthen schoolmate bonds. For all newcomers, the 1976-1977 Suck-Off Season will be one of the most memorable!” Slughorn boomed, clearly excited for trials to begin.
“What? Unghhh!” Hermione moaned as Malfoy inserted a second finger into her wet slit.
“You hear him slut! The Suck-Off League used to be the most popular sporting even at Hogwarts until a kid died from over-stimulation in the 80’s and it was cancelled”. Malfoy whispered to her as a few cheers could be heard from the students eager for the season to begin.
“So the trials are to see what girls make the team? How many? And what if I don’t want to particip– Mmmm FUCK! That feels good!” Hermione moaned as she came on Malfoy’s fingers.
“Hahaha! I knew you’d like being my whore!” Malfoy said with a smile as he licked his sticky fingers and enjoyed Hermione’s flavour. “The Suck-Off League involves all the houses, but these are only trials for the Slytherin team. Each team is made up of the five best cock sucking girls in each house, with team members being as young as 13. Every girl from third year and above has to compete for their house team. It’s mandatory slut, so enjoy!” Malfoy finished, licking his fingers clean and smacking her one time one the ass before Slughorn continued.
“Because this will be the 50th year of the league, it is of utmost importance that Slytherin break the Gryffindor three year hold on Fellatio Cup! Lily Evans trains nearly every day and as Captain of the Gryffindor team, she will surely be our stiffest competition!” Slughorn announced, clearly wanting to beat Gryffindor’s stranglehold on the Suck-Off Cup and but also proud of Lily Evans, as a member of the Slug Club.
Hermione looked over at Harry and saw a small smile playing at the corner of this lips and a look of pride in his eyes.
“So… I will need all of the female students up front on the stage and ready to show some Slytherin pride and skill!” Slughorn stepped off the stage and ushered all the Slytherin girls on the stage for all to see.
“Hurry up Mudblood! It’s your time to shine for Slytherin House!” Malfoy laughed, smacking on her bare ass one more time.
Hermione slowly made her way onto the stage and took her position among the many Slytherin girls, aging from 13 to 18 years of age. Although not altogether pleased to find herself in her current predicament, she was pleased to see that she was definitely the hottest girl there. There were only 5 or 6 that were even on the same level, which made Hermione feel just a bit proud.
“Okay ladies! Take off your shirts and skirts and get on those knees for trials!” Slughorn announced, obviously overjoyed at getting to look at so much prime teenage pussy. “Excellent! Very nice indeed Miss Stranger! There was no need to remove your panties but I doubt many of the lads or myself can complain!” Slughorn commented, to a chorus of catcalls and whistles.
Hermione blushed as she finished removing her top and took another glance sideways to evaluate her competition. Hermione’s mind was flustered with some very in appropriate thoughts as she tried to imagine what was about to take place. There were a few fourth, fifth and sixth years that had bodies nearly as outstanding as her own and one third year whose breasts had already developed nicely for her age and was very beautiful.
“Now I need the men to line up, one in front of each of the ladies and drop those trousers!” Slughorn stated, as a rush of boys pushed and shoved for a few select girls, none more than for Hermione herself. “Settle down lads, everyone will get have the pleasure of enjoying five separate ladies. That’s why we have these handy little Replenishment Potions”. Slughorn told the squabbling boys, pulling out a large case of vials filled with a bright blue potion. After everyone settled down and took their place in front of each girl, Slughorn continued.
Hermione could barely believe her ears as she realized that she’d have to suck off 5 boys in succession. For her first boy, Hermione had ended up with a young third year, who looked too young for what was about to happen.
“Now for those new to the Suck-Off League trials, each girl will have to suck-off a total of five lads. A stop-watch will be kept to keep track of how much time it takes for each lady to suck off each lad. At the end of the trials the five best combined times will make up our new team for the 1976 Suck-Off League! On my mark… Begin!” Slughorn shouted as the boys stepped forward and each girl took their hardening cocks in and and started feverishly sucking them off for their white gold.
Hermione was still in a state of shock as the boy in front of her stepped forward and presented her with his four inch hard cock. Hermione was overcome with a sudden desire to grab hold of it and suck him off as fast as possible. The effects of Malfoy’s potion finally overcame her resilient inhibitions and she grabbed hold of the boy’s cock and took the whole 4 inches in her mouth at once. Before she could even draw him back out again, she felt a warm and salty, but very tasty splash hit the back of her throat and fill her mouth.
“Unghhhh!” The boy moaned, cumming down the gorgeous brunettes throat as he took in Hermione’s perfect body. Her young pert breasts, small rosy pink nipples, fantastic heart-shaped ass and tight little teenage pussy with a small strip of brown pubic hair had set him of immediately.
“Mmmmm!” Hermione moaned as she quickly licked him clean and drew out is softening cock just, beating all other girls in the first round, which took 5 more minutes before all the boys had spent their loads. Hermione’s hand slowly move down towards her soaking wet pussy as she enjoyed the show and waited. Harry, Malfoy and Snape were all next to each other, with each of them cumming after only a couple minutes. Malfoy had pulled out at the last minute and had cum all over the the fourth year girl’s face that was sucking him off. Hermione couldn’t wait for the next load of hot cum as the each of the boys drank a vial of the Replenishment Potion and moved to the next girl in line.
“Fuck you’re one hot slut!” Exclaimed Hermione’s next Slytherin boy. A burly 7th year who was hairy and smelled a little rank for Hermione’s taste, but she was much too horny to care. “A little horny are we baby?” The smelly seventh year said, looking down at Hermione’s fingers moving in and out of tight little pussy.
“Horny for a load your hot cum baby!” Hermione replied without even thinking, realizing only after how sexually depraved she sounded. Hermione loved it! The second round started as suddenly as the first. The seventh year’s cock was a little larger than the third year’s and still glistening with saliva from the previous blowjob. Hermione dived right in, taking in almost the entire five and a half inches immediately. She heard the seventh year shutter slightly as Hermione started sliding her mouth back and forth over his hard cock. The seventh year was lasting a little longer than the first but Hermione could already hear the boy’s laboured breathing and feel his shaft swelling ever so slightly. Reaching down the seventh year squeezed her nipples just as he spent his full and ample load down Hermione’s throat.
“Mmmmm!” Hermione moaned as she swallowed ever last ounce of the seventh year’s hot cum. “Fuck it tastes so good!” Hermione said, sucking out ever drop before finishing. Again Hermione was the first to finish. The seventh year boy was thoroughly satisfied as Hermione continued to lick his shaft clean.
“Fuck that feels amazing, slut! You’re the fucking best!” He groaned as Hermione finished up and waited eagerly for the next boy.
Looking next to her, she realized that she’d have the fortune of sucking Snape, Harry, and last but definitely not least, Malfoy. Hermione licked her lips eagerly as the seventh year fondled her breasts awkwardly and waited for the last girl to finish up.
“I’m glad I’ll have the pleasure of having you suck me off!” Snape said, as he exploded all over the face of the girl sucking him off. She tried to catch as much of cum as she could but she ended up getting covered in it.
“The pleasure will be all mine!” Hermione moaned, fingering her pussy even harder in anticipation. Each boy drank another vial of the Replenishment Potion and stepped up to their next girl.
Snape barely had time to step up to Hermione or for Slughorn to tell them to begin before Hermione had Snape’s entire 6 inches down her throat.
“Fuck your good!” Groaned Snape, doing his best to hold on but only lasting a few more seconds than the seventh year before had. Snape was going to explode down her throat like the two before had but Hermione quickly pulled her mouth of his cock and stroked it hard and fast, pointing at her pretty little face.
“Cum all over my fucking face Severus!” Hermione urged him on, smiling up at him as his cock stiffened even further in her hand and Snape let out a moan of pleasure, firing off six sizeable loads onto her still smiling face. Hermione licked her lips, sucked the rest of Snape’s cum out of his deflating cock.
“You’re even hotter with my cum all over your face!” Snape said looking pleased while admiring his handiwork.
“Next everyone!” Slughorn’s voice boomed a couple of minutes later.
“Looking good Hermione! You’re fitting in great, and I really like your new look!” Harry told her earnestly, looking down at her cum splattered face as he drank another vial. “I’m sure you’ll be the best Hermione. You always are!”
“Thanks Harry! Now get over her and let me taste that big hard cock!” She said as a matter of fact, as she took hold of his stiffening cock and the fourth round began. Hermione did her best to deep throat her good friend, and eventually with the help of Harry grabbing the back of her head and slamming his hips forward, she was able go balls deep on him.
“I’m not going to last much longer Hermione! You’re just too fucking good! Where do you want me to cum baby?” Harry asked as he felt his impending end coming on.
“On my tits Harry! All over my fucking tits!” Hermione replied in between deep throating him. Hermione got her wish as Harry pulled out at the last second and fired stream after stream of his hot cum all over her perfect little tits and rosy little nipples.
“Unghhh! Hermione fuck yes!” He groaned in pleasure as his last stream of hot cum ran down between her cleavage. “I wanna fuck you so bad baby!” Harry groaned looking down at her wet pussy and imagining his cock sliding in and out of her.
“Maybe next time stud!” Hermione teased as she cleaned Harry off and looked over at Malfoy finishing up on the face of the girl beside her. “Mmmm, I can’t wait for that!” She muttered out loud as she imagined deep throating Malfoy and tasting his salty cum on her tongue.
“Seriously Hermione? I know you have to suck him off but you shouldn’t enjoy it! He’s our fucking enemy!” He exclaimed as Slughorn told all the boys to drink another vial and move on.
“Ready for my cock Mudblood? I know how much you want it!” Malfoy said, looking down at the cum covered Hermione with a smirk on his face.
“Fuck yes I have! Fuck it’ll taste so good Draco!” Hermione replied, so eager to suck off her arch enemy.
“You look good on your knees and covered in cum. That’s where you belong whore!” Malfoy said as the final round started and Hermione quickly grabbed his hard 8 inch shaft and took it into her mouth. Hermione didn’t care what Malfoy was saying. All she cared about was tasting his cock and making him cum for her.
“Fuck!” Hermione heard Harry shout a few seconds later. She looked over next to her to see him explode all over the face of the pretty 13 year old.
“Deeper slut!” Malfoy moaned as Hermione increased her pace, and took in more of Malfoy’s cock, trying her hardest to get him to cum so as not to be shamed by the 13 year old beside her. “That’s it baby! Take the whole fucking thing!” Malfoy shouted a few seconds later. Unable to take it any longer, Malfoy quickly pulled out of her hot wet mouth and made her turn around and get on her hands and knees. With her ass and pussy fully exposed, Hermione thought that Malfoy intended to fuck her before cumming. Instead he stroked his long hard cock a few more times and moaned out in relief. “Fuckkkkkk! Take it!” He shouted firing 8 big hot loads of his sticky cum across her ass cheeks and dripping wet pussy.
“Mmmmmm! It feels so good Draco! Fuck I want you inside me though!” Hermione moaned as Malfoy took hold of her hips and slid his still erect cock in between her cum covered ass cheeks. Without saying a word, Malfoy continued to slide his cock back and forth in between her ass cheeks, staying fully hard the whole time. Panting and getting ready to cum again after only a couple of minutes, Malfoy moved the tip of his cock to Hermione’s moist slit.
“Maybe you’ll get your wish Mudblood! Unghhhhh!” He groaned for a second time, slipping the head of his cock just inside Hermione’s tight little pussy and filling her up with his hot sticky cum!
“Fuckkkk! You’re cum feels so good inside me!” She shouted, nearly passing out as she came from the sensation of being filled with Malfoy’s hot cum.
“And that’s it lads and ladies!” Shouted Slughorn as the last boy came down a sixth year’s throat. Slughorn admired the mess and cum covered girls all around him before tallying up the times. The girls quickly cleaned themselves up as Slughorn did his calculations. Hermione did the same but stayed on her knees to clean up Malfoy’s cock.
“And the team Captain will be…. Hermione Stranger!” Slughorn said. Hermione got cheers from all the boys as she finally stood up and took a naked bow. Slughorn named off the other 4 girls, which included the pretty 13 year old, a fifth year and two seventh year girls.
“You’ll make a great cock sucker, slut! Malfoy shouted at her as Harry stomped away looking a little miffed.
Hermione’s day had turned from on of the worst to one of the best in a few short hours. It only took a little potion and a little less inhibition, but Hermione was starting to really like the Hogwarts of 1976!

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I took advice from the advice I got and also decided to add some plot. Then I decided to say fuck it and disregard the plot of the books. Please, give me more criticism.

15Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor

Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor
Chapter Fifteen: Happy B-Day to the Erection Killer!
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money
WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar.
Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut- fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this!
Chapter Fifteen Summary: The gang goes to Ginny’s birthday party where Harry and Hermione get their revenge on the twins!
Harry was in an incredible amount of pain. The last thing he remembered before blacking out was Hermione fainting and unexpectedly head-butting ‘Harry, Jr.’ and his luggage. As every bloke will tell you; any blow to the genitals is unbelievably painful – mind you this description only applies to the blow of the punching variety; when the blow comes from the lips, tongue, and mouth, the sensation is incredibly nice. Our hero never realized that getting some “head” could be so painful and downright dangerous.
With a pitiful groan, Harry opened his eyes. Judging by the sunlight streaming into the Common Room, he had been unconscious all night. Hermione was still unconscious… and in his lap.
Her head lay heavily in his crotch. Hermione’s kinky hair was spread out all over his lap, and judging by her warm breath on/ ‘Harry, Jr.’/ her mouth must’ve been very close to his penis. It was as if she was using Harry’s lap as a pillow.
As gently as he could, Harry tried to rouse his girlfriend. He placed his hand on her head and spoke softly; “Hermione get up.”
Hermione, who was apparently dreaming, muttered, “Not now. I wanna sleep some more.” To show just how much she wanted to sleep, Hermione nuzzled her face into her imaginary pillow. As mentioned previously, Harry’s lap was this pillow. She sleepily rubbed her nose and lips into ‘Harry, Jr.’ and his luggage. Now, Harry’s bits were bruised and battered, but his beautiful (and naked) girlfriend was rubbing her face in his genitals, and therefore overrode the pain he was feeling.
Even though it was beaten, ‘Harry, Jr.’ found the strength to begin to stand. If it got the chance to stand even more, it’d be poking Hermione in the eye or perhaps up her nose.
Half of Harry’s brain wanted Hermione to remain in her sleepy state and continue to nuzzle his bits. But the other half of his brain realized that Hermione would be quite irate if that happened. He rationalized that no witch would want to wake up to an erect penis jabbing her in the nose. So, Harry shoved that half of his brain that wanted a “face-job” into the corner of his mind and threatened to give it a stern lecture about inappropriate thoughts later. It also occurred to him, that even if ‘Harry, Jr.’ was completely flaccid and not aroused like it was, Hermione might not like the idea of having it pressed up against her conk anyhow.
Harry reckoned that the best way to wake his lovely witch was to lift her face up and off of his lap. He gently placed his hands on either side of her head and lifted slowly. Two things caught his eye once he removed Hermione’s face from his groin. The first was that Hermione must have recently drooled a little; a thin line of spittle connected her lips and his bits. It was a rather naughty and intriguing image. However the second thing that caught his eye wasn’t as intriguing. Apparently, when Hermione was nuzzling into his groin, some of her wild and kinky hair had accidentally gotten wrapped around ‘Harry, Jr.’ and a few strands looked like they were tangled in his foreskin. This was a bad thing.
He couldn’t remove her with out pulling her hair out – which would be painful for her he imagined – and also the thought of strands of hair tugging at ‘Harry, Jr.’ didn’t sound like much fun for Harry either. So Harry had to resort to his original plan of waking Hermione, despite the side-effect of her potential anger of awakening to find a semi-erect penis in her face.
He was about to poke her – with his finger, Merlin you people have dirty minds – when a voice drifted through the air.
“… it’s horrible, Headmistress,” the gravelly voice of Filch, the Hogwarts’ caretaker stated. Harry heard no less than three pair of feet enter the Common Room. “I found the two bodies on the couch and heard the dreadful screamin’ coming from the boys’ dormitory.” By what Filch was saying, it sounded like he had wandered into the Common Room and thought that Harry and Hermione were dead and must have decided to go to McGonagall for help. Looking around in a panic, Harry searched for his wand. He was desperately trying to find it to either conjure some clothes for him and Hermione or Disillusion both of them. “Seeing that I’m a Squib, I couldn’t do nothing to help, so I fetched you,” Filch concluded
“Oh my,” Madam Pomfrey exclaimed as she saw Harry sitting naked on the couch with an equally nude Hermione in his lap.
“Wait, you’re supposed to be dead!” Filch pointed an accusing finger at Harry while the nude wizard waved weakly at his elders.
McGonagall sighed in an almost forlorn way and spoke in a commanding voice; “Miss Granger.” Which led to a very unfortunate incident; Hermione, being the good student she always was, was instantly roused by McGonagall’s order, and by reflex stood rapidly.
After the sound of several strands of hair being forcefully torn out of her head, both of Harry and Hermione’s screams bounced off the walls of the Common Room. Hermione clutched the area of her head where the dozen or so hairs were while Harry clutched his bits.
“My hair!” screeched Hermione.
Harry wanted to counter with “Who cares about your hair, it’ll re-grow! My bits on the other hand have just been strangled and yanked!” But seeing as he was in agony and curled up in the fetal position once more, Harry settled for pathetic high-pitched sounds of pain.
With a frantic expression to her face, Hermione examined her hair closely, to see if any other strands were injured. She was so intent on this that she hadn’t noticed that McGonagall, Pomfrey, and a very stunned Filch were watching her. Harry saw that the caretaker had his lamp-like eyes fixed on Hermione’s shaved groin.
“Avert your eyes, man,” Harry growled menacingly at Filch. Well as menacingly as one can get when they are rolled up into a tight ball and have tears of pain welling up in their eyes.
It was at this point that Hermione finally noticed their “guests” and dove behind the couch to hide.
“Argus, you may leave,” McGonagall said.
“But what about the screams and moans comin’ from the boys’ dormitory?” Filch asked.
As if on cue, Luna’s groan floated down from Harry and Ron’s room. For a moment, both McGonagall and Pomfrey were visibly concerned with the groans and it was obvious that the two older witches couldn’t tell it was a pleasurable moan. Harry was about to tell McGonagall not to worry, but hesitated when he realized that he’d have to tell his stern mentor that Ron was shagging his girlfriend in their room. He paused, trying to find a more civil explanation for the sounds simply because he didn’t want to use the words “shag,” “sex,” or “bang” in front of McGonagall, let alone /to /her. Thankfully, Harry didn’t need to tell the Headmistress what was occurring because Ron unwittingly announced it.
“Oh, yes, pinch my nipples,” Ron’s voice requested and a overjoyed giggle told everyone in the Common Room that Luna was more than happy to oblige.
A blushing McGonagall pretended to ignore Ron’s cheer of, “YES, THAT’S IT!”
“I don’t think we’re needed here, Poppy,” McGonagall said to Madame Pomfrey. “Would you mind taking Argus out with you?” she asked indicating Filch. The Headmistress nodded her head toward Harry and said, “I’ll see you tonight at Miss Weasley’s birthday party.”
With that, McGonagall, Pomfrey, and Filch left Harry and Hermione in the Common Room with what was left of their dignity.
After their elders had left, Harry and Hermione got dressed – although Hermione kept rubbing the side of her head where her hair was torn out and Harry spent a good amount of time untangling her hair from his bits. Once they were finished dressing, the two young lovers sat on the couch.
“I’m sorry about the head-butt,” offered Hermione sincerely.
“S’okay, it was just an accident,” supplied Harry. “I’m sorry ’bout your hair.”
“It’s alright, it’ll grow back,” Hermione replied, and then added in an undertone, “I hope.”
As a sign of support, Harry kissed the assaulted area on her head. She smiled at his gesture and kissed him back. Of course Harry was hoping that Hermione would’ve copied his action and kissed his assaulted area, but he settled for a kiss on the lips.
“So about this prank against the twins, how does it work?” Harry asked.
“It’s fairly simple,” began Hermione. “All you have to do is stimulate me while I focus on the twins and concentrate on a non-vocal incantation. My orgasm will trigger the ritual and every old witch that the twins see will be completely starkers.”
“So the hard part will be not letting anyone see us doing the ritual,” Harry put in.
“Yes, but we could do a series of Disillusionment and Glamour Charms to make it look like your hand is in your lap and not mine,” replied Hermione. “But the illusion won’t be perfect; if someone looks at us long enough, they’ll see a shimmer around you arm and that may give it away.”
“And they’ll figure out what we’re doing if they see your face,” added Harry.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Hermione asked slightly offended.
“You become very… animated when you climax,” explained Harry
“Fine then, I’ll just have to control myself, won’t I?” Hermione stated.
“Still, we’ll need a distraction to help us hide, just to be safe” offered Harry. “Maybe we’ll do it when Ginny is opening her presents. Everyone should be focusing on her at that point.”
“That’ll work,” agreed Hermione.
“So, what should we do until the party?” asked Harry.
Hermione shared a look with Harry that said that she wasn’t in the mood to fool around just yet; a sentiment that Harry wholeheartedly shared. At least, not so soon after their discovery of why Voldemort kept the traitorous Wormtail around.
“How about we read?” Hermione suggested.
“Oh that reminds me,” Harry said and stood. “I got you some books yesterday.”
The raven-haired wizard made his way up the stairs and knocked on his dorm room door. Seeing that there was no answer from Ron or Luna, Harry assumed that they were asleep. Harry’s suspicion was proven correct when he opened the door and found his two friends asleep. Mind you, they were still both very naked. And on Neville’s bed. Seeing his friends nude wasn’t troubling Harry because he had already done that the day before; he was just glad that they didn’t have sex on his bed. But judging by the crumpled and wrinkled bed sheets, not only did they shag on Neville’s bed, they also did the deed on Dean’s and Seamus’ beds as well. It was safe to assume that the only bed that Ron and Luna didn’t perform any type of sex act on was Ron’s own bed.
Silently, Harry retrieved the books he bought but placed the “Hello Kitty” lingerie to the side. He doubted that Hermione would be pleased with such a gift, and decided to go to Diagon Alley and return it shortly.
Hermione squealed in delight when Harry gave her the books. She immediately flopped down in her favorite chair and began reading them. Harry took this time to go read through his favorite book. He opened up “The Magic of Making Love” to a random page and began to read.
The section he had chosen was entitle “Unusual Rituals and Spells.” One of these unusual rituals was called “The Sticky Widget”. According to the special book, when the ritual was performed, the wizard remained fully erect and functioning until the ritual was ended with the special incantation /”Conquiesco Fessus”/. The major side effect of this ritual was that the wizard’s erect penis would be stuck inside his partner until the ritual was cancelled, allowing at the most a motion of two or three inches while inside the female partner’s bits. It was as if the ritual put a Sticking Charm on the penis for some reason. The idea of being firmly stuck inside a witch didn’t seem too appealing. Why anyone would do such a ritual was beyond Harry.
But the idea of being able to last longer, and thereby pleasing the witch more, was very intriguing to Harry. That way he could easily make Hermione very happy… other than using his magical mouth… and other than using the Pleasure Pressure Points…. Harry wanted to broaden his horizons and be a Jack of All Trades when it came to pleasing Hermione. It was something that he set his mind to achieve: be an expert at pleasuring Hermione.
So Harry searched for a spell or ritual that would increase his stamina, and in short order, he found one. It was easy to find because it was called “The Stamina Ritual”. It would only double the times the wizard could normally perform. But Harry rationalized that two times was better than just once and he memorized the simple ritual. All Harry had to do to get this boost was hop around on his left leg while chanting “Accipio Amplus” seven times.
After he had memorized that ritual, Harry continued to read the book. He was still amazed what was in it. Not just spells and rituals, but positions meant to heighten the pleasure. Some of these positions were called “Churning Cream,” “The Black Bee,” Splinting the Bamboo,” “The Elephant,” /and “The Stag”/ (thankfully not related to Harry’s father and his animagus form).
A while later, Ron and Luna finally came down. They had showered and dressed for the party. Taking their lead, Harry and Hermione showered – separately, they were running late – and got ready for Ginny’s party.
When Harry returned to the Common Room, he found McGonagall waiting along with Ron and Luna.
“I’ve made a Portkey so we won’t get soot on our robes if we go by Floo,” announced McGonagall as she held up an old shoe.
“Thank you, Professor,” Hermione said as she returned from dressing.
The five gathered around the shoe and McGonagall touched her wand to it and incanted “/Portus/.” In a moment, all of them touched the shoe and were magically transported to the Burrow – of course Harry crashed to the ground.
The first thing that Harry noticed was that it was rather hot and unusually humid outside. It was like someone had place a hot wet cloth over his head.
“Bloody heat,” grumbled Ron and he helped Harry to his feet.
“Wotcher, gang,” a cheerful voice called out. Harry turned and saw Tonks walk out of the Burrow with several chairs floating behind her. The Auror waved her wand and the chairs flew off and landed neatly around a number of tables that were already set on the lawn.
“I thought you were on duty tonight?” Hermione asked as she greeted Tonks.
“Got called off the last minute,” Tonks replied with a cheery bloom to her face. Whether the bloom came from happiness or the heat, Harry didn’t know. “So I decided to give Molly a hand setting up Ginny’s party. ‘Course I got the newbie to help me out,” she finished by jerking her thumb back at the Burrow. Just then, Courtney, Tonks’ Auror trainee, stumbled out of the Weasley house. The witch was carrying two massive tankards of butterbeer while sweat poured off her skin.
“Courtney, are you alright?” Harry asked with concern.
“Yeah,” the future Auror responded. “I’m just super hot is all; it’s a burden I have to live with. That and it’s really warm out today.”
“Wow, those are some big jugs,” commented Ron while he eyed the large tankards of butterbeer that Courtney was carrying.
“Well you could be a proper gentleman and give her a hand,” Molly scolded her son as she too came out of the house, carrying more butterbeer. “Instead of standing there like a buffoon.”
Fearful of his mother’s temper, Ron snatched the tankards away from Courtney and Harry asked Mrs. Weasley if he could take the ones she was carrying. For the next twenty minutes, Harry and his friends helped set up Ginny’s party. While they were setting up the party, the Creevey brothers, Colin and Dennis, arrived via the Knight Bus. Both of them had their cameras, and the moment they saw Harry, began circling their idol and snapping pictures of him.
“Is it true that you’re ga – err… dating Draco?” Colin asked with a hopeful tone in his voice and a desperate gleam in his eyes. Harry got the distinct impression that if he replied “yes” then Colin would drop his camera, disrobe and offer himself to his idol, saying something along the lines of “Leave that hooligan and take me!”
/ /”No, I’m not,” Harry responded, and Colin’s desperate gleam turned hopeful. Wishing to quell the younger wizard’s hope of dating the Boy Who Lived, Harry threw his arm around Hermione and concluded, “I’m very straight.”
The Creevey brothers both uttered a sad “oh” and sulked off.
“Speaking of the rumors of your orientation,” Hermione began as she scanned the growing crowd of guests. “Where are Fred and George?”
“Dunno,” Harry said. “Maybe they’re closing the shop and will be here late.”
Two loud cracks announced the arrival of Luna’s father and Neville. Harry heard Ron make a soft noise of panic somewhere behind him. Harry turned and saw a very ashen faced Ron standing behind him. Apparently, Luna’s tactic of calming Ron’s nerves about meeting her father by shagging her new boyfriend’s brains out wasn’t completely effective.
“Daddy!” Luna cheered and ran to her father while half-leading, half-dragging Ron behind her. “There’s someone I’d like you to meet!”
Harry couldn’t hear what Luna was saying to her father, but it was obvious by both wizards’ expressions that she was introducing Ron as her boyfriend. Mr. Lovegood was giving Ron a steely gaze while Ron looked like he was about to soil himself.
“Hiya Harry, Hermione,” Neville greeted them as he walked away from the awkward situation that was developing between Ron and Mr. Lovegood.
“Hi, Neville. Did you enjoy your trip?” asked Harry. He was stunned when he saw Neville; his friend had lost a little weight around his midsection – a few pounds – but had gained a bit of muscle around his arms and chest. He wasn’t muscle bound or athletic, Neville was still a big wizard, but it suited him.
“It was great,” heralded Neville. “I got to see so many unique and exotic magical flora.”
“Have you been working out?” Hermione asked.
“Kind of,” Neville admitted bashfully. “A bunch of the plants that I tried to uproot weren’t too keen on the idea and fought back. So I guess in a way I did work out.”
A polite cough drew Harry’s attention. He turned to face a very ruminative looking Ginny.
“Harry, I’m sorry -” Ginny began.
“There’s no need to apologize,” Harry interrupted. “I forgive you.”
Harry gave Gin-Gin the Erection Killer a comforting hug; much like the way a brother would hug his little sister. He was surprised by his own actions. He had intended to stay away from Ginny as much as possible and had planned only to speak to her in short, but polite, conversations. He had no intentions of accepting any apology from the red-haired witch, much less forgiving her for her actions. Harry was amazed by his unintentional show of maturity.
One look at Hermione told Harry that she, unlike him, had no intention of showing such pardon. The devilish grin on his girlfriend’s face warned Harry that she would not let Ginny off so easily. Harry imagined that Hermione was fighting the urge to ask Ginny “Is your vulva still bruised?” or “Boy, Harry can eat me out like nobody’s business. Let me tell you Ginny, you’re missing out!”
“Hi Neville, I’m glad you could come,” Ginny said. Hermione still had her devilish grin and Harry knew that she would be patient. Her revenge against Ginny may not come today, or tomorrow, but one day. Perhaps Hermione would make Ginny be her personal slave in penance. Harry could imagine Hermione making Ginny call her “Mistress.”
“Um, hi Ginny,” Neville returned her greeting nervously. “I got you this on my trip.” Neville withdrew from his robes a pretty red plant with yellow-gold blossoms in a simple pot. He handed it to the birthday girl and explained, “It’s called ‘/Verecundus// Rosa”/ or ‘The Shy Rose.’ It literally feeds off of attention. If you don’t notice it, it wilts and dies. If you give it negative attention, both the leaves and blossoms will turn black and twisted. But if you shower it with positive attention; it will grow strong and beautiful. When I saw it in a forest in Burma, I was struck by its beauty and I thought… well…” Harry could tell that Neville was nervous and embarrassed, but that he was brave enough to finish his statement after regaining his confidence. “It was so beautiful that I thought of you, Ginny.”
Ginny’s eyes popped open in surprise and her face grew red at Neville’s compliment. Neville muttered a “Happy Birthday” and walked away with his cheeks red as well. As he retreated, Neville would occasionally glance over his shoulder.
“Has he been working out?” Ginny asked in a distracted way as she watched Neville walk away. “It suits him.”
Another set of loud cracks heralded the arrival of the targets; Fred and George. One of the twins thumped Harry on the back and said in an overly effeminate way, “Hello there, how’s your love life, sailor?”
“Oh Feorge, don’t pester the poor girl,” Fred added in an equally feminine way and slapped his brother in a limp wristed sort of way. “Can’t you tell that Harry doesn’t like to kiss and tell. She’s a shy little princess.”
“I will get you two back,” Harry threatened.
“Look out Gred, this kitten has claws!” George mocked.
“Meow!” Fred added.
“Live it up,” Hermione countered. “But soon, you won’t be the ones laughing.”
“Ooooo” the twins mocked in unison. “We’re so scared!”
Fred and George barked in laughter and walked away.
“Let’s start the ritual as soon as possible,” Hermione suggested through gritted teeth. Harry nodded his head in agreement; not only would he have his revenge against the twins for starting that rumor about him and Draco but – more importantly – Harry would get to pleasure Hermione, which was always fun.
“It’s a simple ritual, but there is one major side effect,” warned Hermione.
“What?” Harry hissed. “What side effect?”
“Once we begin the ritual, we’ll have to finish,” Hermione explained. “The magics used in the ritual will compel us to finish once we start.”
“How’s that bad?” asked Harry. To him, the idea of being forced to pleasure Hermione wasn’t a bad side effect but a nice one.
“Because if we’re found out or discovered, we’ll still have to complete the ritual,” stated Hermione. “That means that you’ll have to bring me to orgasm, even if everyone in the party finds out and is watching us. I may be kinky, and the general idea of being caught in the act may be a turn on, but the thought of being actually caught really frightens me.”
Harry gulped as the image that Hermione was describing entered his mind. He could imagine that Molly would faint, the Creevey brothers would recoil in disgust (/”eww, a vagina,”/ they’d say), and the twins would offer pointers; “Give her nipples a pinch Harry!” or “Give her the shocker!” they’d say. But whatever the twins had to offer in the realms of humiliation was nothing compared to the threat of Tonks. Oh, gods, just the thought of the horrors that Tonks, and by proxy Remus, would inflict made Harry want to cry in fear.
“Don’t worry,” Hermione said comfortingly. “We can do this. We need to focus on exactly why we’re tempting fate. We do this and we’ll get our revenge on the twins.”
“They’ll see every old witch completely nude,” Harry said happily. As fortune would have it, just as Harry said this, an incredibly old witch slowly crept into view. Judging by her squat frame, she must’ve been one of Mrs. Weasley’s relatives… one of her really old relatives at that.
The young couple waited until Fred and George took their seats at the table before sitting a few chairs down on the opposite side. Harry and Hermione ended up sitting near the end of the long table with Tonks and Courtney two chairs away from them. Ginny was at the head of the table with Ron and Luna sitting right next to her.
Everyone was chattering amongst themselves and Harry knew that it wouldn’t be a good idea to start the ritual just yet. All the guests were talking to each other and would most likely talk to Harry and Hermione as well, so it was impossible to begin the ritual without someone noticing.
After a few minutes, platters piled high with food flew out of the Burrow’s kitchen and landed gracefully on the table. The guests ate while continuing their conversations. Harry was starting to get worried, if it kept on like this he’d never get the chance to finger…. err… perform the ritual and get his revenge against Fred and George.
But thankfully, after supper was finished a large cake magically appeared in front of Ginny and everyone’s attention was drawn to the head of the table. Sixteen candles sparked and burned on the cake and everyone began to sing the birthday song.
While the others were singing, Hermione discreetly waved her wand under the table in the direction of Harry’s arm while muttering an incantation under her breath. Harry felt his right arm tingle and he held up his hand as an experiment. Hermione’s Disillusionment and Glamour Charms worked perfectly. Harry waved his invisible hand in front of his face and marveled over how it looked like his arm hadn’t moved at all. He stuck his invisible fore and middle finger in his mouth to wet them with his saliva before sliding his hand under the table and up Hermione’s skirt.
Harry was certain that Hermione would defend her decision to go knicker-less was purely in preparation for the ritual. But he also knew that his girlfriend had a huge kinky streak in her and he doubted that she did so solely for the ritual. He placed his wet fingers on Hermione’s flower and traced over her bud and petals. Hermione bit her lip while Harry worked his fingers.
Ginny blew out the candles with one breath and Arthur began to slice the cake. After Ginny got her piece, Mr. Weasley turned his attention to Harry.
“Harry would you like some?” Mr. Weasley asked.
‘”Um, ah,” stammered Harry as everyone at the table turned to face him. Even though he had just started to finger… err… started the ritual, Hermione already had a bloom to her cheeks. He was worried that someone would notice her condition and tried to pull his fingers away from her flower. Unfortunately, his fingers would not heed his command and instead continued to stimulate Hermione’s flower. Hermione was right; the magics used in the ritual were preventing him from stopping. “Err… no thanks sir.”
“How about you Hermione?” Mr. Weasley asked.
“N-n-no thanks,” she muttered and then bit her lip.
“Okay, more for the rest of us,” commented Mr. Weasley and continued to pass out slices of cake to the guests.
Judging by how wet Hermione was, Harry realized that he must have been doing a very good job at stimulating his girlfriend. That, or she was really turned on by the fact that they were performing a sex act in the open in front of friends and family.
A soft squelching noise came from Hermione’s lap and the two lovers shared a concerned look. They had planned on disguising Harry’s arm to hide the ritual, but they had forgotten to mask any sounds.
After everyone had their cake, Ginny started opening her presents. The first box she opened was from her parents which contained earrings that belonged to her grandmother.
“Thanks Mum and Dad,” Ginny squealed and moved on to the next present which was Harry’s. She read the title of the book and said “Thanks Harry, it’s wonderful.”
“Um… you’re welcome,” replied Harry. His worry about being discovered was growing with each second. He was certain that no one had yet noticed that his arm was charmed and Hermione wasn’t being her usual energetic self; she wasn’t gyrating and moaning like normal – but her face was flush and tiny beads of sweat were blossoming on her skin. Ginny went to open another present and Harry breathed a sigh of relief, obviously no one had noticed Harry or Hermione’s actions.
“Oh, thank you Hermione,” Ginny squealed while holding up a pretty silver bracelet, obviously Hermione’s gift. Harry was surprised at the present; he had been expecting Hermione to give the girl either something simple and meaningless gift like a book on Quidditch, or something mean and derogatory, like a book with a title along the lines of “/You Can’t Have Him; Tips on Dating After a Bad Break Up.”/ But the bracelet was quiet pretty. With eyes shimmering with tears, Ginny continued; “It’s so beautiful! This is too much,” the birthday girl objected.
“IT’S NOTHING!” Hermione blurted out. Apparently, the brunette witch was having difficulty containing her composure and let her guard slip a little.
“Thank you,” Ginny smiled and opened the next present.
“Are you okay Hermione?” Mrs. Weasley asked.
“Oh – oh- oh I’m f-fine,” Hermione groaned out.
Ginny continued to open present after present as Harry continued to rub Hermione. The brunette witch was so wet that Harry’s fingers were dripping and she was practically flowing. It was probably the fact that they were performing a sex act in public and she was a kinky little witch, but Harry could tell that Hermione was going to have a hell of an orgasm.
“Excuse me, you two, but I have to ask you something,” McGonagall said. Harry turned to see the Headmistress standing right over their shoulders. His blood ran cold while his fingers caressed and rubbed Hermione’s petals. The Headmistress wore her normal stern expression, but Harry detected a hint of happiness in her voice. Harry just hoped the happiness wasn’t over the fact that she had just caught her two favorite students fooling around. “The Board of Governors has finally decided to let Hogwarts remain open.”
If Professor McGonagall was expecting thunderous applause from the two teenagers in front of her, she was sadly mistaken. Harry and Hermione were very silent and lost in thought; both over the news that McGonagall had just shared with them and the fear of being caught performing the ritual.
Harry was torn; he was happy that the school was not going to be shut down, but he had made a vow not to return. They had Horcruxes to hunt and he really couldn’t bother with school.
“Now, I’m not going to be delusional and hope for a full class,” the Headmistress continued with the joy in her voice becoming more and more evident. “We’ll be lucky if half the student body returns.”
“Oh no,” moaned Hermione. Her resolve not to alert anyone that she was being pleasured was obviously starting to crumble.
“Thank you for your concern, Miss Granger, but I don’t want to fill myself up with false hope,” McGonagall commented. Apparently she mistook Hermione’s moan as a show of support and not a sign of pleasure.
Harry and Hermione shared a worried look; they too were torn. They didn’t want to bring McGonagall’s mood down with their refusal to return to school. That and they were both scared that McGonagall was about to ask what Harry was doing to Hermione.
“Professor… I’m sorry…” Harry began hesitantly.
“I have a proposition for you, Mr. Potter,” McGonagall interrupted. “As I said before, we’ll be lucky if half of the students return. Such a low amount of students to teach will give the instructors’ ample free time. When you two showed up at the castle a few days ago, Miss Granger asked to remain in the castle so that you can train and study in order to fight You-Know-Who. Seeing that I and my peers will have free time, I am offering to give you and some of your friends special advance training. I’m certain that Filius and some of the others would be more than pleased to do the same.”
“Oh w-wow,” groaned Hermione. Harry knew that she was both pleased by McGonagall’s offer for advance training allowing her to learn many new and fascinating things as well as being stimulated by his fingers at the same time.
Harry was honored; McGonagall was offering to give him special advance training. Even though he believed that whatever the Headmistress was going to teach him would be useful, he still needed to search for and destroy the Horcruxes. He couldn’t do that if he was cooped up in the castle.
“Before you make up your mind, I want to tell you two things,” McGonagall added. “The first is that I am officially offering Miss Granger the position of Head Girl and I want you, Potter, to be Head Boy.”
Hermione shivered, the combination of McGonagall telling her that her dream about becoming Head Girl was going to come true and the ecstasy caused by Harry’s fingers was driving her wild.
“But Ron’s our year’s Prefect,” Harry countered as Hermione slowly wriggled on his hand.
“You don’t need to be a Prefect to qualify for Head Boy, Mr. Potter,” explained McGonagall. “Look at your father; Remus was their year’s Prefect but James was Head Boy.
“The second thing I wanted to offer should be considered unofficial and between us,” McGonagall went on. “Albus’ portrait told me that if you did return, you’d need to make special trips throughout the term. What kind of trips, I don’t know. But I trust Albus and I will allow you and your friends to make these excursions. I only ask that you don’t take them while you should be in lessons.”
Harry considered McGonagall’s terms; he would get the training he needed and he would be allowed to continue his quest. He turned to Hermione to see what her thoughts on the subject were. Of course he saw the look of desire in her eyes, she had dreamt of being the Head Girl the moment she had entered the castle doors.
“What do you say Miss Granger?” asked McGonagall.
Hermione let out a very low, long, and impassioned “YYEEESSS!”
Harry was amazed at his girlfriend, she was literally throbbing in his palm. The public sex act combined with his fingers working her quim along with the news McGonagall had just told her was making her reach the pinnacle of pleasure.
“And you Mr. Potter?” McGonagall inquired.
“I don’t know,” Harry said hesitantly. The Headmistress was being very giving in her offer, but Harry was still concerned that going back to finish his seventh year at Hogwarts would interfere with his quest.
McGonagall added in an undertone, “Did I mention that the Head Boy and Girl each get their own private quarters where neither one would be disturbed by any unwanted interruptions.”
“I’LL DO IT!” explained Harry joyously. The idea that he’d get his own room where he and Hermione could fool around without any interruptions was enough to seal the deal.
“Thank you very much,” McGonagall said genuinely and walked away.
A muffled moan emanated from Hermione and Harry could tell that she was about to erupt and that she wouldn’t be able to control herself. She was going to scream bloody murder and everyone at the table will find out exactly what they were doing. Harry couldn’t let his girlfriend be embarrassed in such a way; he had to do something to drown out her cries. Sadly, Harry came up with the perfect plan to do just that.
From across the table, Harry mouthed the words “I’m sorry” to Ron. The red haired wizard looked at his best mate in confusion.
“Ron and Luna had sex loads of times on their first date!” Harry announced loudly. All eyes turned to Ron and Luna. Ron looked like he was about to have a stroke but Luna’s expression looked calm and passive, as if Harry had just told everyone that the sky was blue.
“RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY!” Molly screamed.
Mr. Lovegood was glowering at the wizard who deflowered his daughter as Mrs. Weasley stalked over to Ron while everyone watched her in fear. The heat of rage coming from Mrs. Weasley was intense, but so was the heat of passion from Hermione’s flower. Harry’s girlfriend gripped the table and was obviously forcing her orgasm back until the proper time.
Mrs. Weasley started to scream at Ron. “HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING! DID YOU SLIP THE POOR GIRL A LUST POTION?”
Molly’s unnaturally loud voice drowned out Hermione’s cry of “SWEET BABY MAEVE!” as she came in Harry’s hand.
The twins blinked and shook their head as the magic from the ritual entered their bodies. Fred looked at his mother and his eyes almost popped out of his skull.
“Mum,” Fred screeched. “Put some clothes on!”
“Holy Shite!” George screamed while looking at Professor McGonagall. “Y-y-you’re s-s-sh-s-shaved?”
“What the devil is wrong with you two?” demanded Mrs. Weasley. Her twins’ outburst distracted her from the anger she was feeling toward her youngest son.
“What’s wrong with us, what’s wrong with you?” shot back George. “You’re naked!”
“As a jaybird!” added Fred.
“Aunt Gisele,” George murmured in fear as his eyes locked on the ancient witch that Harry had seen earlier. “W-w-wh-what’s with the piercings?”
Mr. Lovegood was still staring daggers at Ron – who looked like he was going to faint at any second – and Luna seemed fascinated by the pattern on the tablecloth. Mrs. Weasley was arguing with the twins that she wasn’t naked and that Fred and George better straighten up. As this was going on, Ginny shrugged her shoulders, picked up the plant Neville gave her, and sat next to Neville and proceeded to talk to him as if her family wasn’t having a knock-down-drag out fight around them. Or merely that this was pretty much an everyday affair for her family.
“Merlin, I wish my boyfriend was that brave,” sighed Courtney.
“Brave? What do you mean?” asked Harry.
“Brave enough to finger bang me in public,” the Auror in training explained and batted her eyes at Harry.
Hermione let out a pathetic whimper and Harry coughed uncontrollably. Their plan failed; Courtney saw them! And judging by the devilish smile on Tonks, she had seen them do it too.
“Oh, I think he’d have to be more kinky than brave,” offered Tonks.
“Oh, my boyfriend’s plenty kinky,” retorted Courtney. “He can do this thing with his tongue-”
“You saw?” Hermione interrupted. The panic and fear was evident in both her voice and her eyes.
“Of course we did,” Tonks snorted. “One of the first things we learn in the Academy is to spot, and more importantly, see through Disillusionment Charms.”
Harry tried to swallow the large ball that had formed in his throat. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley lead Ron, Luna, and Luna’s father into the Burrow. The parents looked very somber as they left the table.
“You two are the kinkiest lot I’ve ever seen,” Tonks commented and then added to Courtney. “This is the second time they done this in public.”
“He’s finger-banged her twice! Bravo, Harry,” Courtney exclaimed while clapping softly.
“Although when I caught them doing it at Bill and Fleur’s wedding the charms they used to hide Harry’s hand and arm were much better,” admitted Tonks.
“Actually, we… err… I did that one by accident,” Harry said with embarrassment.
“How can you do that by accident?” asked Courtney. “‘Oh, I’m sorry, I just tripped and unintentionally pleasured you to an orgasm with my finger.'”
“I could see that,” Tonks offered. “Though he’d have to trip a lot to do so.”
The two witches laughed at Harry and Hermione’s expense. Harry was a little ticked at their attitude.
“It’s called Pleasure Pressure Points,” Harry defended.
“/Pleasure/ what?” the two Aurors asked.
Lecturing was Hermione’s area of expertise and she explained to Tonks and Courtney about “The Magic of Making Love” and its uses. After a few minutes of explanation, Courtney asked; “So that little finger bang was a ritual?”
“Yes, it makes the twins see through the clothes of witches, but only ones over fifty,” Hermione clarified.
“And the book told Harry how he can do that thing with his Parseltongue?” inquired Tonks to which Hermione nodded. “That means not all the magic listed in the book has to do with rituals correct?”
“Well, the Parselmouth thing was a power boosting ritual,” Harry explained. “But we’ve done it a few times since then simply for pleasure.”
It seemed a little odd speaking so openly about sex in front of Courtney and Tonks, and Harry was surprised that he was offering so much information.
“Do you think I could borrow the book for a while?” asked Tonks.
“Why?” asked Harry.
“I want to see if it’ll help me grow bigger daisies in my garden,” Tonks said snidely. “Why do you think I want to? I want to use some of the stuff in there to shag Remus silly, that’s why.”
“I don’t know Tonks,” Hermione stated. “Harry’s power core is kind of keyed to the book and its rituals; we’ll be using it a lot and I don’t think I could lend it out just yet.”
As Hermione was speaking to Tonks, a sudden thought occurred to Harry; they could get back at Remus and the pink haired Auror for their practical jokes by using the book. His idea centered on somehow tricking Remus and Tonks into doing something embarrassing. Exactly what, Harry didn’t know just yet, but he could think of that later.
“Well, can’t we make them a copy of the book?” offered Harry.
“But magical copies only last a few days before disintegrating,” Hermione said.
“Who cares if it only lasts for a few days?” Harry asked with a knowing look in his eyes.
“That’s right, I’ll thumb through the copy and memorize the fun ones before it disintegrates,” Tonks added.
“All right,” Hermione concluded. It was clear by the look in her eyes that Hermione was curious as to what Harry was planning.
Harry, Hermione, Tonks, and Courtney talked for nearly an hour; discussing techniques and positions (Harry was desperately trying to memorize something that Courtney called /”The Sunday Morning Scoop”/). After the sun had set, Harry and Hermione decided it was time to head back home. The couple got up and started to head to the Burrow to fetch Ron and Luna when Ginny spoke up.
“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” Ginny said. She was still sitting next to Neville and had stopped her in-depth conversation with him to warn Harry and Hermione. “About fifteen minutes ago, Dad came out and ushered McGonagall in. He said something about making it official or something like that.”
Harry looked at Hermione and he could tell that she was wondering the same thing he was; make what official?
“Oh, by the way,” continued Ginny. “What the hell was wrong with Fred and George? They left a while ago looking like they had thrown up and soiled themselves all at the same time.”
A warm and happy feeling passed over Harry. Their revenge had worked perfectly. With any luck, the twins would be permanently scarred!
“I don’t know,” Hermione lied and had a huge grin on her face. It was obvious that she too was overjoyed that the twins were suffering. “We’re heading back to the castle, happy birthday, Ginny.”
Ginny waved goodbye and turned back to Neville. She then continued her conversation with Neville; the pair speaking in soft tones to each other.
“I guess we’ll Apparate to Hogsmeade and walk to the castle,” suggested Hermione.
With a crack, the couple disappeared from the Burrow and after what felt like being squeezed through a rubber tube, appeared in front of the Three Broomsticks. The moment they arrived, Hermione turned to Harry and demanded;
“All right, what do you have planned with the book?” she asked. “That look you gave me back there said you had something in mind.”
“I figured that we give them a copy of the special book, but we change a few things around,” Harry explained. “Basically trick them into pranking themselves.”
“That’s brilliant Harry,” exclaimed Hermione while they made their way to the castle.
“But I’m a little concerned about Remus discovering the prank like he did with our first try,” admitted Harry.
“Don’t worry, Harry; Detection Charms won’t work in situations like this,” explained Hermione. “For a Detection Charm to work, the caster has to be very familiar with the item he or she is casting the charm on. For example, Remus would’ve had to read the special book and know what it contained very well if he wanted to use a Detection Charm on it. Without knowing what was contained in the book in the first place, Remus won’t be able to tell what is different about it so any Detection Charms he’d cast on it would be worthless. So what kind of sticky situation are you planning on putting them in?”
At first Harry had no idea, but slowly, Hermione’s comment about a sticky situation sunk in. The Sticky Widget! He’d trick them into performing the ritual he had read earlier in the day!
“You are the most brilliant witch in the whole world,” Harry heralded and kissed his girlfriend. “I found a ritual in the book today where the two people will get stuck in mid-boink.”
“Why would anyone want to intentionally do that?” Hermione asked.
“I had no idea,” answered Harry. “But I reckon we’ll disguise it by mixing it with a stamina ritual and trick the two of them into doing it.”
“And we can put a mild Compulsion Charm on that specific ritual. That way, they’d have to choose it,” finished Hermione. “And don’t worry about Remus finding the Compulsion Charm, a lot of books have them and it won’t seem out of place.”
“A lot of books have Compulsion Charms on them?” asked Harry in a disbelieving way.
“Yes,” replied Hermione. “It’s just a thing publishers do to make mediocre books sell well. Just look at The Da Vinci Code.”
The young lovers spent the night making the copy of The Magic of Making Love with the altered ritual. The first thing in the morning, Harry sent the tampered book off with Hedwig to Tonks. Soon, revenge would be theirs.
He returned to the Common Room to find Hermione waiting for him.
“Have Ron and Luna come back yet?” he asked.
“No, not yet,” Hermione replied. “They’re probably just shagging like bunnies somewhere.”
Hermione paused and her expression suddenly became somber.
“Harry, I just wanted to give you some time to prepare,” Hermione stated. “The potion needed for my boosting ritual will be ready in four days.”
As he stood there in the Common Room in front of his girlfriend, Harry’s heart started to race. Not out of fear like it had the other day when he thought that they were going to make love right then and there, but out of excitement. Apparently, he was less afraid and more keen on the idea now.
“I just wanted to tell you so that you can prepare yourself,” repeated Hermione and she walked up to hug Harry.
When she placed her arms around him, Harry could tell that she was both excited and nervous over the ritual where she will lose her virginity. In a show of support, Harry returned her hug.
But seeing that his heart was racing and he was excited over the thought of making love to the most wonderful witch in the world, /’Harry, Jr.’ /was suddenly very awake. The organ was jabbing Hermione in her hip as if it was saying that it was up for the ritual whenever she wanted to give it a try.
“Is that that your wand in your pocket?” Hermione asked saucily.
“No, I’m just really happy to see you,” Harry replied with a lopsided grin.
“You know, I had all the fun last night and you didn’t get any,” stated Hermione and she eyed the bulge in Harry’s trousers.
“Well, it was fun for me too,” offered Harry truthfully. It was correct that he hadn’t climaxed, but he really did enjoy pleasuring Hermione.
“Regardless, I feel I have to return the favor. Besides, I have to practice being Head Girl,” she said while placing a great deal of emphasis on the word/ “Head”/. Hermione gave Harry a naughty little wink and lowered herself so that she was kneeling in front of her boyfriend.
Harry’s heart was no longer racing but rather it was pounding away faster then he ever remembered! He was becoming light headed over the prospect of getting a blow-job from Hermione as well as the idea of making love to her in a few days. ‘Harry, Jr.’ was throbbing in his slacks and Hermione playfully stroked his length through his trousers. Harry’s mind was filled with the image of Hermione’s naked body underneath him and moaning out his name while they made love for the first time. With her dainty fingers, Hermione opened his trousers. The image of he and Hermione making love combined with Hermione kneeling in front of him with her fingers hooked around the waistband of his boxers ready to pull them down made Harry’s heart feel like it was about to explode!
Unfortunately, Harry’s heart wasn’t the thing that did explode.
Harry grunted and his body shivered as he involuntarily climaxed and soiled the inside of his boxers. With her eyes wide open, Hermione looked up and said to Harry with a chuckle “I guess you were really excited?”
The young wizard slumped his shoulders dejectedly. Harry had been about to get another “birthday present” from Hermione, but he had suffered a bout of premature ejaculation.
“Ron’s record is what… six in a row?” Hermione asked as she continued to look up at Harry. “Let’s see if we can give him a run for his money?”
Hermione tugged Harry’s boxers down and freed a messy ‘Harry, Jr.’. She placed his softening manhood into her mouth and began to work it.
With a gulp, Harry said “You are the best girlfriend ever!”
With the organ still in her mouth, Hermione replied “Yes I am, aren’t I?”
It took some effort on Hermione’s part, but after a minute or two, she brought ‘Harry, Jr.’ back from his premature nap. She bobbed, suckled, and hummed Harry’s theme expertly. But this time, Hermione added a new technique; she began to gently massage ‘Harry, Jr.’s luggage.
Harry’s knees were shaking a few minutes into Hermione’s fellatio. He had never done this standing up and added to the fact that he had already cum, Harry was worried that he might fall down. Thankfully, Harry remained strong and he felt the pressure build up.
“Hermione, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned out.
The brunette witch redoubled her efforts and Harry unloaded himself into her mouth. He collapsed on the couch after he was finished and panted heavily.
“I’d definitely say that my experiment to change your taste is working,” Hermione said happily after swallowing. She crawled over to Harry on all fours and played with his penis. Her pretty hazel eyes looked at the organ hungrily.
“What are you doing?” Harry asked while still trying to catch his breath.
“I told you that I wanted to give Ron a run for his money and I meant it,” Hermione replied with steely determination in her voice before popping ‘Harry, Jr.’ back in her mouth.
“Her…my…oh…neee!” Harry groaned.
To Be Continued!

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