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Harry Potter: Pokegirl Adventures.
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Chapter One: Starting a New Life
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There was a world where the barrier between dimensions was so thin that it allows someone or something to transverse it as easily as opening a Tele.
This particular characteristics change this world in a very wild way.
In fact if someone from twenty first century A.D. were to travel to the future, three hundred years to the future to be precise, if their technology allows, they would be shocked on what they would see the world had changes into.
They would have expected some futuristic technology or spaceships that would allow them to travel the infinite sky above and battling aliens for territory but not this.
Certainly not this.
Certainly not the wilderness and those bizarre feminine creatures that seems to dominate the population of the lands.
If one were where to ask how this came to be.
There are two answers that easily answer this question.
Jim Sukotto and this world's unique characteristic, the thin barrier it had to other dimensions.
Jim Sukotto a.k.a. Sukebe (Pervert in English) was a master of technology and magic. He is a scientist and a mage that found a way to travel between dimensions. Using his knowledge gained from the other dimensions, he 'created' and presented new technologies in his own world, while secretly creating genetically altered girls as his slaves. These girls were now known as pokegirls.
And secrets cannot be kept forever.
After he was discovered to be doing genetic experiments, it was initially thought his first lab was destroyed, and from the destroyed lab came the cursed Jusenkyo Spell Dump.
Several years later, Sukebe came back and this time he used his powers and vast knowledge to unleash a nightmare to the people of the Earth using his genetically altered soldiers, the pokegirls.
Sukebe's Revenge lasted for a great many years and turned this world to this current state.
But this fanfiction was not on how and why this world came to be.
This story was about a child of prophesy that would bring stability to the unstable world of pokegirls.
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Harry Potter sighed as he contemplates his life for the umpteenth time this past month.
If he were to describe his entire life in one word, only one word came to his mind.
Boring.
Everything was given to him on a silver platter and he didn't need to do anything to get it.
Ever since he could talk, he was bombarded with gifts and the like. Anything he desires was given to him by those old fools, saying something about they do it because something about saving them from someone called Voldemort.
It was only thanks to his mother that he didn't grow up as some spoiled and arrogant kid.
He sincerely thanked his mother for that. He didn't want to turn out like that Draco Malsauter (based from his limited French means "bad lover") that keeps bothering him. If he didn't know any better he would say that Draco fancies him. What with his feminine appearance and all that.
A movement at his side caught his attention and stopped his thought. He looked at his right and he can't help but admire his best friend's naked form. His eyes continue to travel down from her luscious lips to her perky breast, her tight ass that he was proud to claim as his and only his…
"Good morning, Harry," her companion's melodic voice said with a hidden mirth stopped him from ogling her form much further.
"Good morning, 'Mione," he replied as he caressed her face. They both stare at each other eyes before slowly bringing their face closer for a kiss. Harry can't help but marvel at the sweet taste her lips possess, as their tongue battle for dominance. His tongue caresses her gums and teeth as her tongue attempts to puss on his own.
They continued their battle for dominance until the need for air has arisen.
"Looks like Harry Jr, has awoken as well," Hermione practically purred as her fingers take hold of the awakening 'Harry'.
Harry moaned as his best friends skilled fingers work up and down his second head.
Hermione's hand continued to work on not so little Harry; both of them do not have any desire to move from their comfortable position in each other side. The only thing that kept things from escalating quickly was a thought that was plaguing the bushy-haired girl.
"Are you… are you really going to leave?" Hermione asked after a few moments without even halting her ministration.
"Yes, I have made up my mind," Harry answered as he enjoys his friend's skilled fingers.
"Why?" questioned Hermione with an unidentifiable tone.
"You damn know well why," Harry answered without any real venom in his voice.
The answer to his best friend's question was very simple.
If you ask him what his life was like, he would answer that his life has been boring without any pause or tremble in his voice as he answers. It was like there was something missing in his life. As if his very being wanted to go out there and have fun or cause a mayhem or two.
It still made him smile whenever his mom recounted her experience with his father whenever they pranked someone during their stay in this school. And he laughed so hard when her mother told him of this spectacular prank when they adjust the school clock three hours late that the Professor had no choice but to suspend the classes for a day.
It also made him want to do things that way. Sadly that was not the case, with the Professors of Vale Magical Academy breathing down in his neck more than necessary because of his 'celebrity' status as the savior of the magical world.
It didn't mean that he wouldn't find a way to prank someone or two which the staff till to this day had no clue who the suspect was.
Looking at his best friend and lover, he can't help but smile. She was the only form of challenge in his life. Well if you can call beating her in the brain department as a challenge, a challenge that he still hasn't conquered.
It wasn't that he wasn't smart that he had a difficulty completing the challenge. He was smart, thank you very much. He was sure that he was there in the above average smart category based by the fact that he was able to skip the alpha and beta year (1st and 2nd year) which was a very difficult thing to do. It should be noted that Hermione did that as well, skipping the 1st and 2nd year.
No, the fact that Hermione was smart, super smart. She could have been a Supe-Bra Genius, 'I Am the Greatest!' Intellectual Pokégirl, in disguise. There was a reason that Leagues call them genius, being the most intellectual pokegirl there is. And they were just that, a genius. And it wasn't very exaggerating to say that Hermione Granger, his best friend and lover, was a genius.
Up to this very day, he still suspect that Hermione was a Supe-Bra Genius specializing in magic that had found a way to shield herself from magic and to fool the most advance Pokedex to believing that she was a human and not a pokegirl.
If not and she was fully female human with magical talent then, he can say that somewhere on her ancestry there was a Supe-Bra Genius for her intellect, a Sorceress for her talent in Magic and/or a Nymph for her high libido, her libido that he currently enjoys.
He was just confused that Hermione had to ask why he was leaving because beside from his mother, she was the only person that knows him inside out, both metaphorically and literally. If not for the fact that his mother has a strange way of knowing things that she should have no knowledge of, he could say that Hermione was the only person who knows him better than himself.
He knows that she knows that he desire some kind of adventure to satisfy his adventurous nature that was waiting to be let out which Vale Magical Academy has no ability to do. He was sure that being out in the open capturing feral pokegirls, taming said pokegirls, and saving the day would sate his lust for adventure.
Looking at her eyes, he can see various emotions swirling trough those brown eyes. The most noticeable was sadness.
Sadness for him leaving her alone.
Sadness for the possibility of him forgetting her for some other pokegirl or pokegirls that might caught his fancy.
Just like her knowing him inside out, he also knows her inside out both literally and metaphorically.
It pained him to see her making expression like that.
Being with her for these past five years, she had managed to worm her way to his heart.
It also pained him to leave her side, but he needed this journey, it was as if his whole life depended on it, as if some greater force was pushing him, pushing him to leave this place and embark on his journey.
With great resolve, he gathered his breath and looked at his friend.
"Hermione, looked into my eyes," Harry said and Hermione did so which made her instantly wet as she sees the powerful emotion swirling trough those sea green eyes. "Hell may freeze over, Macavity might love order but I'll always love you. Never doubt that. You will always hold a special place in my heart, I would never forget you and that I will always love you. I might delta bond or alpha bond some Pokegirl down the road or I might have recognition with a pokegirl, but I always love you my slightly bossy bushy…"
What Harry would have said next was lost to the world as his lips were attack by his lover's lips in a ferocious and fierce kiss, more ferocious than the every time after they have an intellectual debate.
Hermione lips attack Harry's own as if possessed. The kiss was hungry and greedy, and it would have continued forever if not for the fact that humans have to breathe to live.
Soon, the kiss was broken as the need for oxygen has arisen.
"I… love… you… too, Harry," Hermione said between gasp of air.
"I love you too, Harry," Hermione repeated clearer this time with the brightest smile Harry have ever seen in her face. "And let me show you how much I loved you." Hinata finished with a sultry smile that promised a good fucking as she gripped his erect member.
With one last chaste kiss at his lips, Hermione go down to bottom of the bed till her head was right in his groin, her right hand not letting go of his second head continuing its work, stroking it up and down.
'Hmm… Harry's sweet smell,' Hermione thought as she inhales near his groin. She would have said something if not for the fact that she was so horny right now after Harry's sweet confession.
She gives a like to the underside of his crown and was pleased to hear Harry groan in pleasure.
"Do you like what I'm doing Harry?" Hermione asked whilst she stroked his cock up and down.
"Yes, I like it a lot," Harry breathed as she pumped his cock with her hand.
Hermione smiled pleased with her answer as she drove down between Harry's legs and gave his balls a little lick, dragging her tongue against it. She gave a kiss to the tip of his dick before pushing her head slowly till Harry penis hit the back of her throat, her tongue licking the underside of his penis.
Slowly she moved back and forth building a tempo. Her eyes never leaving his.
She pumped his cock into her mouth for many more minutes, looking up at him.
Harry felt his balls size up at the sensation of her mouth wrapped around his flesh pole, along with his best friend's skilled hand squeezing and cupping his balls in her hand. She went down on him, making lewd popping sounds with her mouth. The sorceress in training rocked back and forth, taking him deep into her throat, and his cock sank down her throat, with her muscles working him over.
She feels his penis twitch and instinctly knows that he was close in shooting his load. She instantly does a milking motion with her throat and mouth. A technique she knows that will bring him over the edge.
Her efforts were fruitful as Harry instantly blows his load. His balls tightened and he sprayed a hot load of his cum down her throat when she worked him over. He pumped into her mouth over and over again.
She moaned in ecstasy as ropes and ropes of Harry's cum travelled down her throat making her cum without even pleasuring herself. Such was the magic of Harry's sperm.
Normally, after Hermione pleasuring him orally they would switch and Harry would go down in her and perform cunnilingus to her. But not today, With Harry's confession and reassurance, she was more horny than usual.
She needed him badly inside her right now. And she did just that, holding down Harry who was beginning to move and to go down on her with her magic/telekinetic power. She goes on top of him and easily slid down with come to no surprise as she was really wet.
She thank his ancestry that he manage to acquire a blood-gift, which the Leagues named High Endurance. This Blood Gift is another way of saying one can take a lot of stimulation before orgasming. You have a high pleasure threshold and continue even after release.
And continue after release he did.
Harry feels her telekinetic powers hold him down which was one of the aspect of the magic here in this world and instantly feels that he can't move his body except his two heads.
Looks like Hermione was more frisky than usual.
"Damn it Hermione," Harry grunted as feel his big dick stuffed Hermione's honey pot.
He moaned as Hermione continue to bounce on his stiff rod while playing with her own breast with a look of ecstasy on her face.
Harry feels that Hermione's telekinetic hold on his body had vanished and instantly moves his hips to match Hermione's own earning a pleasurable moan from his bushy haired girl.
"Yes, so good," Harry grunted as she rose up and sank down on him, riding him. The tight walls caressed his manhood quite nicely, as she match his tempo and ride him.
"Yes," Hermione panted, feeling another orgasm wash through her body when Harry rocked her with his cock.
Harry pounded her already, thrusting his cock into her, and causing her to bend back, so she nearly spilled backwards over the bed. He used the leverage to cut a path, slamming his thick member into her pussy, driving it into her sopping wet core with each pass into her. Each thrust buried deeper into her. Hermione wrapped her hands around him and sank her nails into his back.
"Oh… Harry… ahhhhh…" Hermione screamed as she orgasmed from Harry's cock hitting her continuously hitting her in her weak spot.
Harry looked at his partner and sees that she had a dazed looked on her face still high from her orgasm but Harry didn't stop pounding her instead he used this opportunity to gain some payback.
His pride was still quite sore after being manhandled telekinetically by Hermione, he was not expecting it. Well, he expected it, Hermione can be dominating sometimes but it didn't mean that he can't get some payback.
Instead he used this precious time while Hermione was still in Lala Land to position her right to his taste. He turned her around so she was standing on her knees her back facing him before he let her fall down face first but stopping her as he grabbed at her elbow.
Now it looked like their position was in doggy's style but Harry was restraining her using his hands holding her elbow locking her in place so she wouldn't fall.
Harry pounds her from behind delighting the taste of how Hermione's honey pot clasp on his member.
A few moments it seems like Hermione had gone down from the orgasm induced high if her moaning and grunting was any indication.
"OH…. YES… HARRY POUND ME," Hermione all but screamed as she was continuously banged from behind.
With a hard thrust, Hermione cummed again.
Harry deciding to up the ante pulls out his cock and lines it up to Hermione's pucker. With a mighty shove, he thrust his dick inside her anus.
"OHHHHHHH…" Hermione screamed as she squirted by the sudden intrusion to her backdoor, she was lucky that Harry's tool was well lubricated by her own juices that the pain was little to nonexistent.
Harry looked down and notice and guessed that about two inches of his cock which was a fourth of his whole cock was buried inside his best friend's ass.
Harry grunted as he pushes his rod deep inside Hermione's anus which caused Hermione to scream continuously as he continued to push his stiff rod deep inside her ass.
When five inches of his dick was buried inside her ass, he pulled out and trust, he keep repeating it till the whole length of his penis was deep inside Hermione's ass.
He continued roughly pounding her from behind and would continuously doing so but between the tightness of his best friend's ass and the faces she was making cause of the pleasure, it was enough for Harry and he blow his load, painting Hermione's inside white.
It would be quite some time for them to get out of the bed as they continue their dance.
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"Tooth brush?"
"Here"
"Camping equipment?"
"Here"
"Tent?"
"Here"
"Change of clothes?"
"Really Hermione, do we really need to do this, again? We had already checked these yesterday," Harry asked and whined as he put some shirts and short inside his bag.
"Yes, Harry, we need to double check if all you needed was in your pack. We need to make sure that you have everything to survive in the wilds. We didn't know what you might encounter during your journey so it's better to be prepared. So shut up and continue. SLC?" Hermione rant, her bossy nature coming out.
"Here, and about 10000 SLC," Harry grunted.
"Pokeballs?"
"Not here, you know that I still didn't have pokeballs, I need a tamers license to own that."
"I was just checking if you really were listening to me," Hermione commented before she waved her hand and the things lying on the floor started to pack themselves. "And with that we were finished double checking your needs. And now the only thing we need to do is to triple check," Hermione finished with a serious look on her face.
"Wha..wha…hat? Are you insane?" stammered Harry seeing the serious look on her place. He can't endure double checking his gear for the third time, he might have gone insane. It was worse than shopping with his mother and shopping altogether with a girl, which was saying something.
Hermione can't help but crack a smile and giggle at the incredulous face Harry was making. "Of course not, silly. I was just joking," Hermione said with a smile on her face.
"You're joking?" Harry half asked and begged. He really didn't want to double check his belongings, again.
"What is that I hear in your tone?" Hermione teased, "Do you really want to triple check your baggage?"
"Of course not," Harry somewhat yelled.
"Good, you were late on your schedule enough as it is. You need to leave now or some of the Professors will wonder why you didn't attend Journeyman Attack Spells class with Professor Moody," Hermione said her tone again giving no hint of what she was feeling. "You do want to go this silly journey of yours, don't you? It wouldn't be good if someone spotted you with that bag reserve for camping."
It was true, for every second he stayed in here he was risking of getting caught. If someone were to find him now and notice the bag that he was holding, it didn't need to take a genius to put two and two together to know that he was planning on leaving, a notion that many would have no doubt disapprove of.
And if even one of the Professors knows or caught a whiff that he was going to leave, they will do their damnest to lock him in the school, making it hard to leave. They would do anything in their power to lock their 'savior'.
"Yeah, your right I should be leaving now," Harry answered.
They stood face to face in awkward silence, both them didn't know how to say goodbye to each other and not wanting to. They were sure they would surely meet again, but it will surely be the longest time that there would be no communication between them since meeting each other, not wanting to risk the Professor finding Harry through Hermione.
"You know, it will be lonely here without you," Hermione said, tears beginning to leak from her eyes.
"I know," Harry started sadly. The thought of being away from Hermione pained his heart but he needed to do this. He needed to get away as if he has a great purpose but not here, not here in some old castle. "I promise that I would contact you as soon as the coast was clear."
"You better be or else when I found you I'll…" Hermione paused.
"What?" Harry asked teasingly knowing exactly what she had in mind.
"I'll tie you to my bed and give you a good hard shag that you wouldn't think of ever leaving again," Hermione threatened with a smile of her face as she look intensely at Harry's vibrant green eyes.
They stood by each other, savoring each other's presence that they both knew that wouldn't last long and a long time before it would happen again.
Hermione was looking at Harry's eyes full of powerful emotions, the most prominent being that of love and sadness. Love for her and sadness for leaving her.
"I love you, Harry," Hermione whispered as she stares at Harry's eyes.
"I love you too, Hermione," Hermione breathed huskily.
They both lean in, lips meeting each other in a passionate kiss, a kiss fueled by love with a hint of lust for each other. They pour their feelings for each other, the love they shared that they both knew that will last till the end of time.
"Go now or I might tie you to our bed and ravish you then force you to stay there for another ten or so years," Hermione teased with mirth on her eyes.
"Damn it, woman, you're making it hard to leave," Harry observed.
"A woman can wish," she said.
"Sorry, but I really needed this," Harry replied just as sadly.
"Yes, I know that. So you really need to go now or I might not contain myself, hindering you to leave now," Hermione said a stern voice.
Realizing a dismissal when he met one, Harry said, "Yes, see you soon." And with that he left not bothering to wait for an answer.
"Yes, see you soon," Hermione whispered as soon as Harry was out of sight.
She shook her head. Sadly, she can't accompany him in his journey for her own reason.
She cannot even escort him as he leave to the place where he can't safely teleport, fearing that the professors would connect Harry's disappearance with her.
Well they would suspect her even if she has a foolproof alibi based from his relationship with her.
Hermione sighed and left their room, walking slowly toward her next class.
She will have lonely nights for a definite time.
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Harry was walking through the hallowed halls of Vale Magical Academy looking as inconspicuous as possible, his backpack on his back invisible because of a spell he had cast. He didn't need someone being suspicious of him base from his movements and the way he walk, even if they didn't have any reason to suspect him. Better to be safe than sorry.
But as he walk through the large corridors of Vale Magical Academy, he can't help but be amazed as to what the place has to offer even if it had become his second home for the past five years of his life. Stairs that move in an indefinite directions, doors that required specified actions to open, suits of armors that he suspect move when he wasn't looking, paintings that if historical text were to be believed were once magical and can move and talk just like in a Tele. And the most amazing of all were Ghost. Yes ghost, but not the pokegirl type of ghost but real ghost of deceased people.
And if they were to be believed there was once a great number of ghost residing in this magical castle when it still take the name of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft of Wizardry. Sadly, many of the ghosts passed away in some 'Dark Day' as the ghosts like to call it. Based from history books, a month after that, the Headmaster of the school cast an enchantment enabling the castle to fly, together with the surrounding village.
The castle really was magical as if it was alive. He can't help but be amazed when he read Vale: A History and it hinted that there was a room somewhere in the castle that suits it's every users demand, sadly the location and process to summon the room, named Room of Requirement, was not said in the book.
Right now, he intended to use the castle aliveness to his goal, to leave this school disguised prison.
One of the seven mysteries of Vale Magical Academy was its ability to naturally produce secret passages that led to the town outside of the castle. Every time the Professors close or block a secret passage it would vanish and appear in a different random location. It was one of the main reasons that Harry thought the castle was alive.
So right now, the Professor tended to guard the entrance of these passages rather than to block or close it. Unfortunately for them, they didn't know another one of these secret passages that Harry was sure that only Hermione and he knew of its existence.
Finally arriving at the statue of a one eyed witch, he breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he hadn't passed that many students and most fortunately, he hadn't met the caretaker, Filch, and his Pokegirl, a boobcat named Mrs. Norris.
Just as he was about to tapped, he tensed as voice echoed through the corridor.
"What are you doing?" a rather stupid voice said.
Harry tensed not expecting someone here. He cursed himself, he should have checked the vicinity before attempting to open the secret passage way.
Panicking, he slowly turned around, afraid of whom the voice belong to might be.
Upon seeing the form of the one who had called him, he breathed a sigh of relief he didn't realize he was holding.
"Nothing Ron, I was just exploring the castle," Harry said with a smile on that face.
"Really?! Can I go with you? Can I? Can I? It sounds really exciting," Ron said jumping up and down while clapping his hands.
Cursing his poor excuse, he quickly thinks on how best to send him away without really saying it to him. He smiled when a bright idea came to his head, and he chuckled mentally by the chaos it would surely cause.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do it. I just heard that Draco was willing to lend his Pokegirl, Millicent, you know the Harpy, for some taming if someone were to hit him behind the head strong enough that he would fall unconscious," Harry said while struggling to keep a straight face.
"Really?!" asked Ron, a smile beginning to form on his face.
"Yes, and if were you I would go now and seek Draco since the offer was limited to the first person to hit his head. Last I heard…" Harry stopped what he was saying since the one he was talking to had vanish as soon as he finished his first sentence.
He shook his head. 'Poor Ron,' he thought. His recent action had proved his theory about him. A theory that entails that Ron was in the receiving end of a particularly nasty blood curse named Insanely High Stupidity. Just as the name implies it made the person who had this blood curse to be really stupid.
This Blood Curse keeps one from noticing something they think isn't possible, just like now. There's no way that Draco will let Ron tame his Pokegirl after being hit in the head. He pitied Ron since often times, someone who had this particular Blood Curse didn't live that long. He thanked all gods and deities that he knows that he didn't get that blood curse. He can't stand being stupid and he wouldn't even know if he was stupid.
Shaking his head, he focused at the task at hand. He closed his eyes, and letting his magic to sense if there was someone nearby, something he failed to do earlier. When he sense that he was alone, he quickly tap the statue of the One-eyed Witch three times, and just like the last time he had done this, the statue give way for the secret passage that will lead to town outside.
Harry glanced up and down the corridor for the last time before he hoisted himself into the hole headfirst, pushed himself forward. He slid a considerable way down what felt like a stone slide, then landed on the cold, damp earth. The only light source of the room in the top vanished and Harry take it as the entrance closing.
He raised his right hand, focused his magic before it glowed a green glow and he set off. The passage twisted and turned, more like a burrow of a giant rabbit than anything else, Harry hurried and for the fifth time since entering the passage he wished that he can teleport, sadly doing just that may alert the Headmaster of the School.
Ten minutes later, he came to the foot of some worn steps, which rose out of sight above him. He sighed, the exit was near.
He continued to climb, his head lost in thought. He briefly wondered what kind of Pokegirl he will receive once he gets his tamer's license. Will it be a CharAmanda, the fire type starter Pokegirl, Boobisaur, the plant type starter Pokegirl or Squirtitty, the water type starter Pokegirl? He didn't know what he will get because he didn't have any premonition powers, but he wish that the pokegirl he will receive will not clash but resonate with his personality, maybe someone with a little mischief in herself.
"Ow!" Harry said as he rubbed his head.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice that the exit was up ahead, his head hitting it hard. He looked up and noticed the trapdoor that will lead him outside. Very slowly, he pushed the trapdoor open and peer over the edge.
He was in a cellar, which was full of wooden crates and boxes. Harry climbed out of the trapdoor and replaced it -it blended so perfect with the dusty floor that it was impossible to tell it was there. Harry crept slowly toward the wooden staircase that led upstairs.
"Oh Hello Harry!" a surprised voice called him from his back,
Harry cursed; it was the second time that someone had sneaked up on him this day. He speculates what had caused him to be too inattentive. He vowed to find out since it would be disastrous if someone with malevolent intentions were to sneak up on him. The fact that he was easily surprised had nothing to do with it. Nothing.
He turned around and great the person who called him with a smile, "Oh! Hello Candace! How was the business going?"
Candace was the owner of the shop that he was currently in named Candace Candy Delights, which from the shops name we can infer that it sells candies and sweets. She was also a Pokewoman meaning unlike Pokegirls, she can bear children via sexual reproduction, with such children being either human males, human females, or pokegirls. The shop pass ownership to her after her husband died five years ago.
"Oh! The business was doing quite well these past few weeks since your headmaster finally allowed 1st and 2nd year to have their Vale weekend, the influx of students buying sweets certainly help the shop. But you and I know that that wasn't the reason you're here, Harry. Hmmmm…. Do you want another Taming session?... Hmmmm…." Candace serious tone was quickly replaced by a sultry one as she walked closer to Harry pressed her body against him before nibbling his ear.
Hmmmm- did I forget to mention that Candace was the one that thought him all about sex?
Harry willed to push her away but he knew that he was fighting a losing battle. He moaned as Candace kiss the crook of his neck as her hands travel down in his chest.
"Sorry, Candace. But perhaps, we should postpone this. I have something that I need to do urgently," Harry finished with a moan as one of Candace's hands decided to go lower which began to rub and groped his groin through his shorts.
"What is it? Is it really that important for you to postpone something you truly enjoyed, namely taming me?" Candace said in a hoarse whisper once again nibbling Harry's ear.
"Yes, Hermione had asked me to… to… to…" Harry paused. He desperately tried to find an acceptable excused but he was finding it had to think specially with the woman in his arms as she caress and groped his body.
"Just say it," Candace said stopping what she was doing altogether her face adapting a serious look, "Just say that you were leaving without even telling me."
That seems to jumpstart his brain as he processed her words; he pushed her of him and looked at her face.
"What?!" Harry asked in shock, "How?"
Candace gave him a shrug as she said in a tone that hides her true emotion, "Hermione told me, obviously."
"But, it was supposed to just between the two of us, it's just too risky to let others know."
"Well, it seems that she had something to give you before you go. Unfortunately, she can't give it to you inside the castle 'cause she says that something about the wards were capable of detecting it. So, this is where I will enter to the equation, to give this item to you," she said; her voice not raising or dropping even a little, still hiding her true emotion as her eyes refuse to meet his.
Harry was no idiot and noticed the signs that Candace was upset so he did what only he can do in this type of situation, he apologized. "Candace, I'm really sorry that I didn't tell what I have planned," Harry apologized, "It just that I don't want some psychic Pokegirl poking around in your head. I know how much you hate that, it always makes you grumpy whenever a psychic Pokegirl scan your mind."
Candace snorted, her eyes still refusing to meet his. She extended her hand, holding an exquisite green gem that Harry can tell was enchanted based from the magic that it was leaking off. "Hmph… As long as you're sorry, you're forgiven. Here take this; it was the item that Hermione wanted to give you."
Harry reached for her hand but instead of just taking the offered item, he grabbed her hand and forcefully pulled her towards him. Harry easily catches her, so they stand face to face, his arms around her curvy waist and their chest pressing to each other, a proof of how close they were. Then Harry proceeded kissed her passionately and not before too long before Candace kissed back.
"Thank you," Harry said sincerely after their kiss has ended and the need to breathe makes itself known.
"Hmph… just be careful in your self-appointed journey and promise to come back when you find whatever it is you were hoping to find in this journey of yours," Candace said with a smile, his blunder now forgiven, "And if you manage to stay out of trouble, you might experience a taming session with me that was so good and so pleasurable, you can't even think."
"I just can imagine quite well how good it would feel," Harry said with a wistful look at his, imagining what would Candace do to him or what he will do to her. He pressed his groin to hers before whispering huskily in her ear, "But you know, I'm ready for a taming session right now."
"Tut, tut. No can do. I was late as it is. I needed to open the Shop right now or people will talk. You don't want to connect the disappearance of their precious boy-who-lived with me, right? Oh! The horrors they would do to this poor maiden when they suspect that I had something to do with your disappearance," Candace said doing her best in imitating a Damsel pokegirl.
"Hmph, fine. You didn't need to be overdramatic about it," Harry said untangling himself from Candace. "This is your fault you know with all those groping and kissing you had done to my body, it was no surprise that I have a massive hard-on. Hmmm… maybe Catherine will help me with my problem."
"Unfortunately for you, my daughter wasn't here right now. She was currently in Fitness Town with her friend," Candace smiled at his discomfort. Who was he to keep such a big secret such as leaving her behind for months or even years? Who would tame her so she wouldn't go feral? Hmmm… Maybe Harry's other lover, Hermione, will do nicely.
Harry sighed, he had to endure his hard-on until it finally subsided or someone took care of it for him. He really didn't know why he couldn't get off by himself, maybe it was a blood curse. Harry sighed again, clearing his head.
He turned and looked at Candace and asked, "Do you know what this item does?"
Candace answered him with a shake of her head. "I don't know. Hermione said something that that gem will bail you out of a certain trouble but it is for one use only," Candace answered his question, "But you really should go right now it was almost 9 o'clock. You should leave now so you can arrive just in time for the influx of people going and leaving Vale."
Harry looked at the time and notice that what Candace said was true. He needed to teleport at the time where teleporting in and out of Vale was in all time high so that the magic left behind by his teleporting would be very hard to trace if not impossible.
"Yes, thank you," Harry said with a thoughtful look in his face, "see you soon, Candace."
Just like with Hermione, he didn't want to say Good bye since he was sure that they would meet again, if not, he will do all in his power to make it possible.
Harry waited a few more seconds before he turned and walked to the door.
Harry was about to open the door when a shout of "Harry" stopped his movements. Harry turned around and looked at the slightly tearful Candace, waiting for what she was about to say.
"Please be careful out there Harry," Candace said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I will be extra careful," Harry said wearing his hood before he opened the door and exited Candace Candy Delights.
Harry looked left and right and notice there were few people walking down the street. He then marched off to his destination intent on leaving the town of Vale for a while.
His hooded appearance didn't even raise a few eyebrows as they passed by him. They were sure of their own safety because no one was dumb and stupid enough to attack the town of Vale as long as Vale's Magic Guild stand which was also considered as the second major defense of Crimson League, the Warship Langoud being the first. That and the fact that Wizards tended to wear robes with hoods, which was exactly what he wore.
Fortunately for him, he arrived at the apparition point without any more disturbances. Well, you can't count meeting Candace a disturbance since he knows that Candace was anything but disturbance.
He looked at the place where teleportations was only possible or an access point in the flying magical town. There were five pillars surrounding the land, which has an equal distance to the center.
He noticed that there were a few people teleporting in and out of the place.
He sighed as he entered the area and waited, waiting for someone that had little control to his wild magic, leaking his own magic, so he could teleport with him simultaneously so that he will mask his teleportation.
He didn't need to wait for long as a young man walked in the area and proceeded to concentrate, a proof that he had still little control to his magic.
He waited for the right time and teleported at the same time the young man teleported.
It would be long before he came back to the flying magical town.