Harry was confused when all 4th years males and above were ushered into the great hall. He wasn't the only one either, such an occurance had never happend before. Infact, it kinda scared him but he figured nothing (else) dangerous would happen at Hogwarts because McGonagall had been keeping a tight eye on the school, since the whole Chamber of Secrets act.

Harry looked at his best friend, Ron Weasley and asked "What do you think they called us down for?"

"I don't know mate " he said until two more Weasleys popped up.

"Don't you know " said Forge.

"There's an entire " started Gred .

"Herd of" continued Forge

"Unicorns and since"

"Us teenage boys aren't"

"Pure , or anything nice".

"They're using us to "

"Evacuate then", they said switching speakers with each line doing their twin speak thing, before disappearing.

BANG!

"Thank you Minerva" Albus Dumbledore (I am so not putting his titles, screw that). He cleared his throat, "there's been a horrible tragedy occurring. Witches magic are becoming uncontrollable ".

Harry was confused, yeah it was horrible but he didn't see what that had to do with them.

"A witch will need someone to satisfy her core for her magic to become manageable". He cleared his throat once again and for the first time in history Dumbledore looked uncomfortable. "The more you can satisfy them the longer their magic is manageable". Minerva McGonagall looked at all the blank faces before scoffing.

"You need to screw witches or else their magic will become unstable. The bigger or longer your dick is or the longer your stamina is the better, now I warn you, if any of you try to rape them their magic will attack and defend itself. As our now ex minister of magic Fudge knows". She said bluntly.

"Now we will have to test your ranks so the witches know who to go for".

"Why can't Dumbledore just screw them" Hymphton said, he was the only openly gay student in Hogwarts.

"I'm sure you can appreciate my statement when I say I like it in the ass Mr. Dice." Dumbledore and then turned his robes rainbow with the words "GAY PRIDE" in big black blocked letters and walked out.

" Now please get in three lines and go to Madam Pomfrey immediately, dismisses".

Linebreakismyname,seperatingismygameandifyoutrytotakemyjobi'llshowyouwhytheypickedmeinsteadofsomeduffbycuttingsomethingoff.

12?

Harry stared dumbfounded at the peace of paper. The average for a 4th year was 3-5, 5th year was 4-6, 6th year 4-7, and 7th year was 6-8.

He wasn't complaining needs say. He had an inkling since he had started putting glamours on his package using cold showers since 2nd year but this was ridiculous. He knew some things would change, but Harry had no idea how much it would until a week pasted.

Authors note: The average/rating is stamina plus length and then divided by two so unless specifically asked I will not give actual numbers. Smut in the next chapter