A/N: General disclaimers that I don't own Harry Potter or anything in the HP-verse and blah blah blah...
A/N 2: Second installment in the Potter's Hands Series and direct response to review request
Potter's Hands: Gryffindor
Featured Witch: Katie Bell
Request From: sparky40sw
Katie Bell grimaced as she limped into her Quidditch teams, the Arrows, tent, and stumbled. She caught herself on the medi-trainer's worktable and took a deep breath to steady herself against the onslaught of pain her injuries gave her. At least in the team tent the vicious weather and noise of the crowd couldn't reach her and Katie closed her eyes in a hopeless attempt to stop the tears from streaming down her face.
"Dammit it all to hell. Why do I have to fall about now? I'm better than this."
"On that we can agree but I don't think you are giving yourself enough credit Katie."
Despite the aches and pains in her body Katie whirled around at the sound of another voice in the tent and weakly raised a hand in front of her. She didn't expect to see Harry freaking Potter sitting in a chair in the far corner of the tent, half-hidden in the shadows with a wry grin on his face and humorous twinkle in his trademark green eyes.
"Bloody hell Harry! Don't scare me like that! What are you doing here?"
Now that she knew that there wasn't a crazy axe-murderer in the tent with her, Katie turned back around and whimpered as she rested back against the table for support. The smattering of bruises that covered her entire body from near misses by bludgers, tackles by other Chasers and the Merlin forsaken weather made every movement painful and her muscles and ligaments were pushed past their physical limits.
"The Healers were called in an hour ago to assist and support the team healers due to the intensity of the game and the weather."
Katie gave a coy smile and batted her eyelashes at the man-who-won. She rested a hand on her ample chest and blushed prettily.
"And little ol' me was assigned the war hero and medical prodigy Harry Potter? I feel so honoured."
"Well not exactly. I'm not a fully trained or recognised Healer by those in my department and I came with Poppy and talked Healer Wainscott into switching players with me."
Harry stood up and Katie watched as he walked around the Arrow team tent. For the first time she noticed that he had taken off his Healer robes (apprentice in his case…) and wore a simple black long sleeve shirt underneath his robes. The dark wash denim fabric of his jeans matched his shirt well and Katie blushed as she remembered the little crush she used to have on Harry as soon as Voldemort's Second War had ended.
"Well thanks for that Harry but you really didn't have to. I'm not sure how much help you can give me and we have too many injured players on the pitch right now to keep this stalemate we have going on with Puddlemere United for much longer."
"And that's where you're wrong Katie. I asked to be able to help you because the some of the other Healers and I have a little bet going on for the outcome of this match."
Katie laughed and shook her head in disbelief.
"Harry, as sweet as the gesture is, the Arrows can't last much longer against Puddlemere. We haven't been lucky with our players and injuries…"
Katie stopped talking when Harry raised his hand and pierced her with a no nonsense look. He walked over to her and rested his hands on her shoulders. Due to the close proximity Katie had to look up at him and she could feel his magic roll off him in steady pulses. Rumours had been rampant that Harry Potter had received some magical and physical boosts after defeating the self-styled Dark Lord Voldemort and that he couldn't contain his magic. The body heat that Harry seemed to emanate warmed Katie's bones and his smell was intoxicating.
"You will win this match for your team Katie and I will make sure of it. Poppy, myself and Angela are here and we are working with the Arrows to get them back up to snuff as fast as we can."
"You mean to tell me that the no nonsense Hogwarts Healer Poppy is willingly going along with your bet and somewhat dubious actions?"
Katie raised an eyebrow at Harry's words but couldn't hold the pose for long as Harry rubbed her temples with her hands and Katie could feel his healing magic flow out of his fingers. She groaned with relief and sagged a little from where she rested back against the table.
"Poppy is still as strict and avid rule follower as you remember but I may or may not have made a deal with her that benefited her and she may or may not have agreed to follow my lead."
"Whatever you say Harry. Oh that feels so good…"
Katie slumped forward and gripped the edge of the table to hold herself up as Harry had slipped behind her and massaged from the base of her skull down to her shoulders. He repeated these motions repeatedly over the next couple of minutes and Katie gasped when she felt Harry's dexterous fingers on her bare skin. She opened her eyes, looked down at her torso, and saw the pink fabric of her sports bra instead of her jersey.
"Did I give you permission to vanish my jersey Harry? Oh…"
Katie's eyes closed and she arched her back impressively when Harry's thumbs worked a knot loose on the bottom of her right shoulder blade. His fingers danced down her spine, fissures of heat following immediately after and Katie felt her body warm. It had been awhile since she had let go and had some stress relief sex and her body welcomed the overt and intimate touches of Harry Potter.
"I am normally not so aggressive and forward in my healing sessions but there is more than just my personal and professional pride on the line here Katie. I won't take any more liberties than you are comfortable with and you need to tell me where you are hurting the most so I can get you back in peak condition."
"I'll hold you to that Harry."
Silence settled over the two former housemates and Katie bit her lower lip as her body and mind fought over propriety and her lustful desire. Katie knew from having helped Angela study for her Healers license and from Angela having read some of the more scandalous medical texts to Katie, that sex and the various sexual activities did help keep the body in top condition. On the other hand, Katie didn't have much sexual experience, Oliver Wood having taken her virginity and been her sexual partner during his last year at Hogwarts and then a couple one night stands in the year since. She had developed a reputation as a "good girl", "sweet" and "honest" and this reputation had protected her. Now however, Katie had a possible once in a lifetime opportunity and the impulse to act upon it was too much for her to resist.
"Harry stop and let me lay down. I'm feeling a little lightheaded and want to get a little more…comfortable."
Katie winced at her words and her attempt to sound flirtatious and sexy sounded rather un-sexy. Harry grabbed her shoulders as Katie stood up and Katie bit her lower lip again as she looked up into Harry's eyes. His gaze pierced her and Katie struggled to not drop her gaze.
"Katie we don't have to do anything that you don't want to. If you're uncomfortable or feel like you need to give me something in return, you don't have to."
"I-I want to. It's…just been…awhile."
Seeing the desire but caution in Harry's eyes Katie grabbed the bottom of her sports bra and pulled it over her head. She sighed with relief as her breasts fell free and she dropped the sweaty fabric of her sports bra onto the floor. Harry's gaze never left hers and with a deep breath Katie pushed her Quidditch pants off her curvy hips. She stepped out of the padded, stretchy fabric and this left her in her tiny blue cotton boy shorts.
"I've always wondered how you were in bed and during my time at Hogwarts the rumour mill was rather silent on that subject. I trust you Harry and although I wish we had enough time for a quickie we don't but I'm game for everything else."
As she spoke Katie stepped closer and played with the hem of Harry's t-shirt. She slipped her fingers underneath the hem of his shirts and splayed her fingers on across the defined abdominal muscles she found there.
"You say we don't have time for a quickie then this is going to be about you right now. Go lay down on the table and I'll keep going with you in just a moment."
Katie stepped back from Harry and laid down on the table facedown. Her modesty won over her desire and she made sure that her breasts were fully pressed onto the table and her hips lay flat on the table. She watched as Harry completely closed the flaps of the tent and speak a couple charms and spells for privacy. As he walked back to the table he pushed his sleeves up to his elbows and snapped his fingers. A tray of oils and other pastes appeared and Harry grinned at the nervous curiosity shining in Katie's eyes.
"Relax Katie. All of these are healing oils or remedies and nothing devious. I need you to breathe and relax."
"Okay."
Katie pressed her face back into the table and willed her muscles to relax. Harry massaged her temples again, a neutral, safe area to start with and soon Katie fell under the peaceful lull Harry's hands provided. Soon, his hands worked the knots and stiffness out of her neck and curiously enough Katie felt her magic thrum like a current in her body. Being in tune with ones magic was commonplace for older, more skilled magicals but the more Harry massaged Katie's sore muscles, stretched ligaments and tendons, the more she felt her magic thrum.
"You should be able to feel your magic like a water current right now Katie. Being such an outstanding Quidditch player, you have mentally and physically linked your magic with your body and getting injured or being as battered as you are blocks your magic. This also affects your performance out on the pitch as well and that's why your coaches and mangers called myself and other Healers in."
"Or you just have magic hands….oh that's the spot…"
As he finished speaking, Harry's hands slid lower and loosened all the knots, tension, and stress in Katie's shoulders. He switched up oils if the scent was anything to go by and Katie felt the cream sizzle on her skin and her scrapes, abrasions and bruises faded away. Time had no meaning to Katie as Harry massaged the front, sides and back of her shoulders and upper back. He worked on her arms next and she shivered when his fingers brushed against the side swells of her breasts as he moved to her sides. When Harry massaged her hips, lower backs and her pronounced dimples just above the swells of her arse Katie trembled like she had been struck with a live wire.
"Oh…"
The heat of her lust and desire pooled low and needy in Katie's snatch and she wiggled her hips against the table in a futile effort to get some relief. Harry didn't say anything and firmly pressed down on each one of his strokes in that area. Just when Katie was about to say something because of the dizzying and slightly frightening spiral of lust and frenzy Harry was building up in her, Harry stopped massaging her lower back and dimples. He peeled her knickers down off her hips and Katie grimaced as she felt the fabric slightly stick to her from her liquid arousal. All embarrassing thoughts vanished however when Harry's Merlin-sent hands went to work on her arse, hamstrings and calves. Her magic was thrumming quite powerfully as Harry had opened all of the pathways in her body and coupled with her lustful desire….Katie was completely open to the idea of Harry screwing her right now on the table.
"How…ooh….are….oh yeeeeees….are you….mmmm….so good….ah….at this?"
"Massage therapy is a basic tenant for all Healer trainees to acquire and I practiced in my free time."
Harry finished his massage on her back by loosening up her feet and Katie felt the beginning tremors of an orgasm build low in her belly. She had never been this aroused before and the heady sensations were wrecking havoc on her normally prude, sensible frame of mind.
"We only have about ten minutes left before you need to shower and get dressed. Can you roll over for me?"
"Mmm…okay…"
Katie didn't hesitate as she rolled over and kept her eyes closed as she continued to enjoy the thrum of her magic coursing through her body. Harry's skillful fingers swept down and across the delicate bones and angles of her face and Katie hummed her approval. Quickly Harry's hands and fingers swept down the sides of her neck, not massaging necessarily but keeping the thrum of her magic flowing and Katie gasped when Harry's hands swept across her full, breasts.
"Oh…oh!"
"Easy Katie…"
"Don't stop!"
During puberty, Katie had been rather self-conscious of her large breasts because out of all her friends she had the largest set of tits and she had developed rather quickly. Angela and Alicia hadn't been jealous or negative but her two friends had teased her quite frequently about how her tits would draw the gaze of most of the boys at Hogwarts whens Katie chose not to wear her robes. Even now, as a professional Quidditch player, Katie's breasts garnered her quite a few stares and gawkers and one of the other girls on the Arrow's had summed it up perfectly.
"Girl, flaunt what you have and be proud of your tits. I wish I had full, round, firm breasts like yours and for goodness sakes don't hide them away!"
Despite her prudish nature, Katie wore lingerie and bras that showcased and enhanced her breasts and she flirted with the line of sensual and slutty with every shirt she wore. The few times that she did have sex, her lovers had latched onto her tits like no tomorrow and Katie always enjoyed a good groping or feel. Harry Potter was no exception and his dexterous hands copped a rather generous feel of the soft tit flesh Katie boasted. Harry twisted and tugged on her nude, large nipples as well and Katie shuddered through a mini-orgasm.
"That's it…just relax…"
Katie felt Harry move around the table and she groaned in disapproval as his marvelous hands slid down to the toned planes of her stomach. He chuckled and poured more of the healing oil on her left side where she had been hit by a bludger. The purple-blackish bruise faded away with a sizzling hiss and Katie unintentionally took a deep breath she didn't know she had been holding.
"If you could focus on your breathing, it will help speed up the healing and allow for a deeper healing as well."
"You want me to focus on anything but on your hands and how you're playing my body like a fiddle? Are you bloody mental?"
"Play nice now…"
Katie gasped and her hips bucked straight up off the table when Harry ran a finger through her soaking wet folds. One of his fingers slid through her neatly trimmed patch of brown curls and gently dipped part way into her snatch. Just as quickly as he caressed her snatch, Harry's hand moved away and he firmly massaged Katie's quads.
"Evil. You're evil."
Harry chuckled and quickly finished massaging her legs. Katie bit her lower lip in anticipation as she knew what was coming but what she didn't expect was for Harry to pry her lower lips open and then stop. The sensation of his fingers touching her embarrassingly slick lower lips enticed Katie but with no further sensations came from his touch as he didn't move his fingers. Katie's hips squirmed a little as air blew further into her snatch and she had never experienced the sensation before.
"Harry don't stop... Why are you stopping?"
Katie groaned and wiggled her hips. Harry answered her pleas and smoothly slid three fingers deep into her. Katie's eyes snapped open, her hips slammed up into Harry's hand and a high-pitched squeal escaped her as she had never ever had that many fingers in her snatch ever. Another orgasm ripped through her at Harry's initial finger thrust and Harry didn't stop as he started a powerful, slow rhythm. Once again Harry's actions surprised her because none of her admittedly few sexual partners had ever gone as slow and Morgana have mercy, deep as Harry was fingering her.
"Mmm…mmm…ooooohhh…."
Katie found that she loved the pace and intensity Harry was setting as she could feel her body winding up for a massive orgasm and she gripped the table underneath her tighter. All too soon and not soon enough Harry's steady pumping brought her over the brink and white-hot fire raced through Katie's body. The same white-hot fire exploded in a brilliant white light behind her eyes and Harry tortured her some more by pinching and pulling on her right nipple hard.
"Oooooooooh! Haaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrry!"
Katie thrashed about in the biggest orgasm of her life and time escaped her once more. When her senses did return to her she eased her eyes open and saw Harry grinning down at her. She groaned and covered her eyes with her right arm.
"Don't. You don't get too look all smug and happy. Goodness."
"Okay then. I won't tell you I told you so and that I totally rocked your world. That was one of the hottest things I've ever done and seen."
Katie flushed red with embarrassment and sat up with a groan. Harry steadied her with a hand on her back and massaged the back of her neck. He handed her a potion and Katie recognised it to be a Pepper Up potion as she drank it without question.
"If you had half the skills you do now back when we were in school I don't think I would have let you off the Quidditch pitch. Goodness, Merlin, and Morgana both."
Harry didn't say anything and helped ease Katie off the table. He helped her over to the showers on the other side of the tent and stepped back. Katie grinned and took a quick shower to get the oils and smell of sex off her. She felt rejuvenated and a silly little grin stole across her face as she finished showering. She dried off and walked back into common area of the tent naked. Harry wolf-whistled and even though she blushed, Katie threw her wet towel at him.
"You have five minutes until you're due back out in the tunnel to the pitch."
"Okay."
Katie walked over to the table where a spare set of clothes had been laid and pulled on a green cotton everyday thong with pink flowers on the front. She wiggled her hips and deliberately rubbed the front gusset of her thong with her fingers. Harry rolled his eyes at Katie's salacious wink over her shoulder and Katie laughed. She pulled on a simple white bra and then a white sports bra. Her breasts had jiggled a little too much earlier on in the match and Katie wanted some more support for one of her best features. She finished dressing in her Quidditch gear just as Harry opened the flap to the tent and her team captain walked into the tent.
"Bell, I hope your Healer patched you up good because you're going to start as right side Chaser as soon as the match resumes."
"I'm ready to go captain. Healer Potter worked his magic on me and I feel better than ever."
Katie's captain nodded and left the tent. Just as she was about to leave the tent Katie stopped and kissed Harry's cheek.
"You were spectacular Harry and I'll treat you to dinner and drinks as soon as the match is over if you want?"
Despite the fame and recognition that came with being a professional Quidditch player, Katie still felt shy in asking others out on a date. Especially someone of higher social status and infinitely more fame like Harry Potter. Harry smiled and nodded his head.
"I think I'll take you up on that offer Katie. Now go out there and win."
Katie laughed and walked out of the tent. She met her team inside the tunnel just inside the barrier that led out to the pitch and she noticed that her team looked much better than Puddlemere. Maybe Harry was right in his conviction that she could lead her team to victory after all.
A/N: If you see any errors in this chapter please point them out as I struggled in writing this chapter and just needed to post it before I went insane. Reminder, requests and prompts for the next witch come in the final chapter and I will give you the format then. Hint: I already have the next witch chosen and half the story planned out but that doesn't mean you can't think up one yourself! Ja ne.