Prologue: Harry's Sweet Sixteen
Tuesday, July 30th, 1996 (2am)

Harry Potter, age fifteen soon to be sixteen the next day, going into his fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, was laying on the crappy thing that dare calls itself a bed in the smallest room in the Dursley residence. Otherwise once known as Dudley's Second Bedroom where his whale of a cousin drops his discarded and broken toys and electronics in. Where had Harry slept before he went to Hogwarts, you may ask? Why the cupboard under the stairs would be his answer if Harry himself was ever brave enough to say something about his home life before Hogwarts.

Anywho, right now it was two am, and Harry was sleeping, making little whimpering noises as if he was having a nightmare. A nightmare about the escape of the traitor to his family and the Dementors swarming all over the Hogwarts Grounds and Forbidden Forest. Very deep in his mind he knew he had survived by casting the Patronus Charm, thinking about being a family with Sirius. However, in his nightmare, the Dementors had overpowered him instead of retreating far away like they actually did. They first sucked the soul out of his oath-sworn godfather as Harry was still attempting the Charm. Then when they finished with the prone man on the ground, they moved onto his best friend / older sister figure Hermione and sucked her soul out before finally going to him. That was when he finally got the Patronus Charm right but by that time the damage was done. Sirius was dead, and so was Hermione. And that was when he woke up with a fright. Aaand knocked a figure off the bed while doing so at the same time.

"Oow." Said the figure, in a feminine voice. Harry froze for a few seconds as he sorta recognized her voice. He groped around half blindly, looking for his glasses on the nightstand. After he finally found them, he put them on his face and looked to the floor on his right. The figure under the ratty covers was definitely feminine. And very obviously not his Aunt Petunia. For she would never do anything like this at all. So he blinked, and looked at the female again and this time noticed the brunette colored hair on her head. Long and smooth, definitely not Hermione. Whereas hers is more like a cinnamon colored hair and very bushy. Then he noticed this female was wearing his Quidditch Seeker Jersey. And had a stuffed quaffle that was definitely not his. He only knew of one person who had a stuffed quaffle and it wasn't the two older women on the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"Katie?" He whispered, "You okay?"

"Yeah…" she mumbled, "Help me up?" She asked, shooting her right arm up with her hand in a grabbing form. Harry gladly helped her up from the floor and to the edge of the… he winced slightly as the mattress creaked a little under the extra weight as she sat on the edge. Worriedly he glanced at the door to his room and remembered the many locks there were to open it as they were all still locked. He wandered how in Merlin's name did Katie get in his room without him getting in trouble. I'll figure it out later. He thought.

When he looked back at Katie, he then noticed his window was cracked open a little and a Nimbus 2001 leaning in a corner by his desk, hidden between his wardrobe (which was also slightly opened) and the wall away from the door. So that's how she did it. He thought to himself with a smile. Then he actually looked at Katie and saw that she was only wearing his Seeker jersey and nothing else. The jersey was loose on her form and he could see the perky nipples of her breasts slightly poking through his jersey. Probably due to the slightly cold draft through the open window. Upon second glance down, he saw that she was wearing panties, very thin ones at that, barely covering her womanhood. Harry felt his cheeks warm at this and immediately looked back up to her face where he could see a slight smirk on her lips.

"So, you flew huh?" He asked, keeping his voice very quiet, deciding to go for an easier route for a conversation starter. And was totally not checking the girl out next to him.

"Yeah," she said, taking his que to keep her voice quiet. "Can't apparate, nor can I Portkey and I knew where Surrey was once I looked it up on the map and figured I can fly here in a few hours or so. Nice night for a flight too."

"Cool." Harry said, "Your clothes are in the wardrobe I take it?" He asked

She nodded her head and said, "Yeah… figured I could put them in there for safe keeping for a while. Plus, your jersey is comfortable to be in."

Harry felt his self-confidence rise a little when he heard this from her, and maybe his ego a little too. He smiled though when Katie finally looked at him her beautiful face still flushed a little from her flight from home. Wherever that is. Suddenly, as if something was telling him to in the back of his mind, he had a sudden urge to kiss her. And not just a peck on the lips kind of kiss either. Or the cheek.

He slowly leaned toward her until their faces we're an inch from each other. And as he looked into her eyes, looking for something (he didn't know what), they both closed their eyes and closed the remaining distance and kissed each other. As he kissed her, she kissed him back, quiet eagerly too it seemed. He brought his right hand up to her left cheek as they deepened their kiss and held it there. Katie sighed into the kiss as he did this and felt her panties moisten with a sudden arousal. As if some unknown guide was giving them a helping hand, their hands started to wander the others bodies.

"Wait!" Katie said quickly, minding the volume of her voice, "Hold up a sec." She got up from the crappy bed they were on and walked over to his wardrobe. She quietly opened it and pulled out a three foot long roll of leather tarp of some kind. Probably dragon-leather. She set it on the ground and unrolled it. Then tapped it twice and it flowed up into a tent. A magical tent.

Harry's eyes widened at the sight as Katie smiled at him and walked into the now five foot high tent. His face frowned a little when he didn't see her form bulging out of the tarp, stretching the leather. So he was downright confused about this. His curiosity getting the better of him, he got up from the bed and entered the tent. And was amazed at how much bigger on the inside of it was.

"I love magic." He said, mostly to himself. There were four rooms inside the tent, and all of then we're at least seven feet high. Two rooms on his left were bedrooms of sorts, a living room / fully stocked kitchen was the area he was currently standing in, and a shower with a bathtub to his right.

"Could you tap the inside of the tent doors twice?" Katie asked from somewhere. He saw movement in one of the two bedrooms so he assumed she was there. "Make sure you have magic running through you when you do."

"Uh. Sure." He turned around And noticed a lot of runes on the inside of the tent doors. And had no idea where to start. "Uh…"

"This one, this one and this one are all we need." Katie said as she pointed them out to him. "Silencing rune, privacy rune, and lockdown rune so there's no outside interference. Basically your muggle relatives will forget about this room and its occupants in it. Oh and don't worry, Hedwig can still enter the tent. That's what the window up there is for." She said pointing to a window above the living room furniture. "And we can use magic in the tent. No big spells, but regular day to day stuff."

It was then that he noticed that Katie was completely naked next to him and he felt his cheeks burn up at the sight of her (what he considered) beautiful body. Curves form from Quidditch exercises from Oliver Wood, toned arms, pale skin with a slight tan on her and no tan-lines. Her breasts were bigger than he had previously thought. If he were to guess, they were a C Cup on the larger side and the areolas of her breasts were a cute shade of pink and her nipples were still hard. After she seemed satisfied about the activated runes, she turned to look at him once more, a smile on her face.

"Now that we won't be disturbed," she said as she stepped closer into his personal space. "We can continue where we left off, my secret boyfriend."

Harry smiled wider when he heard that phrase from her. Ever since he joined the Quidditch team his first year, he had a crush on this girl... no... woman in front of him. Or at least, she was about to become one if he read the situation right. After he met the team during that first Quidditch practice he became fast friends with this soon-to-be woman in front of him. She was his first hug, first cheek kiss, and first full-on kiss at the end of first year in a broom cupboard. That was when he had the courage to ask her to be his girlfriend. Of course she had agreed. And somehow they had kept it secret for the past two years even when he had started dating the two older Quidditch chasers Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet at the same time. And strangely enough, the three Gryffindor Chasers seemed to be okay with the young Gryffindor Seeker dating all three of them.

As the youngest Chaser leaned in, the youngest Seeker-In-a-Century closed the distance and kissed her yet again. This time with more passion since they both knew they wouldn't be disturbed. She brought her arms up around his shoulders as he wrapped his around her naked waste, clearly aware of her state of undress. He trailed a finger lightly up and down her spine as he held her close, feeling her shiver under his light touch.

"You're wearing too much." She said after they broke their kiss if only for air. Harry smiled at that and stripped naked, revealing what good she and the other Gryffindor Chasers were for his health. For the past couple of years or so, he had been on a potion regime to cure what the Dursleys had done to him, courteously of Healer Ross from Saint Mungo's, Katie's mother. Her Father, Lord Bell of the Noble House of Bell had fallen during the Blood War with Voldemort's first rise before his untimely demise when he went after Harry and his family. Katie's mother then reverted back to her maiden name when she became a Master Healer. However, in honor of her father, Katie had kept her father's family name as she was an only child.

Anyway. Katie smiled widely as she saw her mother's work on her boyfriend. His malnutrition was almost completely gone and he had filled out quite a lot with the extra Quidditch practices they managed to get him. He was still short, but not to be mistaken for a firstie or a second year student any more at least. He had the beginnings of a six pack on his core, his arms were taught with muscle as were his legs. He had the body of an Olympic Athlete Runner in training. He also had shortened his hair a little so as to not be seen with a birds nest upon his head. It was still untamable, but in a more controlled state. Then she looked down again and saw his member between his legs for the fourth or fifth time. She lost count over the past couple of years. She was still amazed at the size of his cock for a guy his age.

So far in all their relationships, the three of them had only given their boyfriend blowjobs and handjobs in empty unused classrooms and broom cupboards. Even in the underground passageways when they felt like it. But now, Katie felt like she wanted to take their relationship even further. She gently grabbed his throbbing cock like she always does and began stroking it twisting her hand this way and that as she's pumping him. She smiled when she heard him moan at the attention. Then she leaned in and kissed him once more, before whispering seductively in his ear, "I'm ready for far more if you are." She nibbled on his earlobe a little as she kept giving him a handjob. "Yeah..." He said huskily, breath hitching a little.

Katie pulled back from his ear and smiled at him again as she literally pulled him along gently towards the one of the bedrooms in the magical tent. She still kept his hand on his twelve inch long and five inches in girth cock, now very obviously hardened fully. She can't wait to get that little monster inside her. She wants him to ruin her for any other man. To use her as he pleases. To be rough with her. Where did those thoughts come from? She wondered. She'd have to ponder this later for she was now in the bedroom with a four-poster bed with curtains. She get pulled him towards the bed and she sat down on the edge, somehow never letting go of his very hardened member. She brought him close to her and let him guess at the rest as she spread her legs open.

Harry for his part was astonished at Katie's actions as he let her pull him to a bedroom. By his cock! She had never done this to him before and he wondered why that was. It took a moment or two for his brain to re engage again as he saw the expectant look on his first girlfriend's face. He glanced down and saw just how close his manhood was to her womanhood. Then his eyes widened as he saw that hers was glistening with her juices. Though in hindsight, he shouldn't have been surprised about that. She was just as aroused as he was. And he was nowhere near ready for an orgasm.

"You sure?" He asked, as he grabbed his hardened cock and aimed it at her entrance. His girlfriend smiled as she nodded.

"Don't worry Harry," she said, "I took certain precautions. You don't need to worry about little Katie's or Harry's running around next summer."

Harry laughed a little at her comment, glad that she took precautions. He smiled then, and looked into her eyes once more for that final confirmation before taking the plunge so to speak. She grunted a little as he slowly pushed inside her for the very first time before coming to her hymen. He leaned forward to kiss her as he pulled back a little then with a forward push of his hips, broke her virgin barrier and slammed all the way home until their pelvic bones met. Katie whimpered in pain during their kiss and Harry held his current position to let her get used to his thick cock inside her.

He didn't know how long he just held it there, but it was at least a minute or two until she nodded her head while still kissing him that he started to rock his hips back and forth, stretching her walls. He first went at a slow, teasing pace as he rocked his hips back and forth, earning a moan from her lips as they broke apart their kiss, though they went right back to kissing each other only coming up for air every few minutes or so.

-SW-

(Wednesday, July 31st, 1996)
(7:30am)

Harry woke up with a smile on his face the next morning. To be honest, he really wasn't expecting Katie Bell to sneak into his room last night. He hadn't wrote her or anything, but since he didn't see her at the end of the year at their usual spot outside by the lake (with Angelina and Alicia) he figured that this was a way of seeing him for the summer. He could deal with living in a wizard's tent, hiding from all magicals. Especially since he could spend it living with his first girlfriend.

He opened his eyes to see the blurry head of the youngest Gryffindor Chaser. He felt his arms comfortably holding her close to him as he gently squeezed her left breast and heard her moan slightly. She squirmed closer to him, unintentionally, or was it intentional? making his morning wood known to her. He could literally feel her smile as his morning wood rubbed against her lower back as she squirmed a little.

"Morning lover." She said, still squirming against his ever hardening member.

"Morning to you as well lover." He replied lustily.

"Someone wants to go for round two eh?" She said as she turned around and faced him, the smile he imagined actually on her lips. He smiled himself as he leaned down to kiss her as he slipped his cock inside her earning a moan of pleasure from her lips.

"Only if your up for it milady." Harry whispered in her ear as he started pumping his hips back and forth getting a nod of her head as he did so.

He grabbed her on the waste as he continued fucking her and moved her under him so he was on top. She gave a squeal of laughter as he maneuvered her underneath him. Then he got a glint in his eyes as he discovered this. She must of seen this too as she was shaking her head side to side rapidly as he kept his hands on the sides of her waste.

"Don't you dare." She said mockingly as he began to tickle her sides as she squirmed underneath him laughing at his ticklish touch. Through it all, he was still pounding his hard cock in and out of her pussy as she laughed and writhed under his pleasurable touch. Somehow Katie managed to grab a pillow and whacked him with it to get him to stop tickling her. However that didn't stop him from fucking her. In fact, she somehow managed to grab his waist and held him steady as he moved back and forth at a decent pace.

"Faster Harry!" Katie begged, "Fuck me faster!"

"Who am I to deny you?" Was his answer as he picked up his thrusting speed.

He grabbed both of her wrists and pinned them to her sides as he continued with this new speed, making her feeling helpless. He didn't know how long he kept at it, but he did know that she had orgasmed twice in a row before cumming himself on her third orgasm inside her, filling her to the brim with his seed. When he looked down at her pussy he could see that she was overflowing with her and his juices and felt a swell of pride in his chest at the sight.

The current mood however, was kinda ruined when a stomach growled. They looked at each other and laughed a little as Harry pulled himself out of her and helped her up off the bed, letting her use him as a steadying board.

"I would love to go for another round," Harry said, "But we should probably get cleaned up, showered and have breakfast."

"But I just had breakfast." Katie pouted cutely.

Harry smirked at her quip, noting the mess they made on the bed both last night and just now. "Guess you don't want sausage gravy and biscuits then." Harry said, knowing the double meaning behind his phrase and his lovers next sentence.

"But I just had sausage and gravy." Katie continued to pout as Harry just rolled his eyes and led them out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom on the other side of the magically expanded tent (he still marvels at the magic at work here) to get cleaned up. Apparently, showering took a little longer than expected as Katie still wanted to go for another round. Not that he was complaining of course. Who knew having sex with the one you love felt so great?!

After another hour and another orgasm or two (each and at the same time), they came out of the shower with naught but a towel wrapped around their waists and headed for the kitchen. Harry immediately went over to a magically covered cooler/fridge combination and looked in to see what's there. After pulling out a pound of ground pork maple sausage, milk and other ingredients, and pre-prepared biscuits (the canned stuff he noted), he started on making breakfast as Katie sat across the counter, playing with one of her exposed breasts (the towel was barely wrapped around her body).

During the fifteen minutes of him cooking in front of her, she tried really hard to grab his attention, not by waving her arms at him, only just by playing with her breasts. Though she thought she did see her boyfriend sneak a couple of glances her way as he opened the magical stove and put the biscuits inside, giving her a view of his fine arse as his towel dropped to the floor and by extension his -once again- hardened member. She smiled widely at seeing his fully blown cock. She just never gets tired of that thing. Now that he and I shagged, I need to get Angie and Alicia to this level in our four-way relationship as well. She thought. Man I'm so glad I saved myself for this man. Can't believe that he too was a virgin before last night. How many orgasms did I have? Ten? Twelve? Lost count after four I think.

She was brought out of her inner thoughts when he opened the oven door a few minutes later and brought out the perfectly cooked golden brown fluffy looking biscuits. When he stood to his full height, five foot, five inches, just an inch or two taller than herself (though Angie and Alicia were both taller than him, five foot ten, and five foot eight respectively), she couldn't help but stare at his throbbing cock as she continued groping her left breast with her right hand, her left hand inside the folds of her towel fingering her wet pussy three fingers thick.

After Harry finished cooking breakfast, he made a couple of plates worth and placed one in front of her. Still keeping the left hand between in her pussy slightly pumping them, she dug into the food with her natural right hand. She moaned at the taste of the food (or was it an orgasm from her masturbating? She couldn't tell exactly.), and continued to eat it until her plate was clean. It was at this moment that Harry walked around the counter to stand right behind his girlfriend as she spun around on the stool, her towel falling to the ground at the same time. He leaned in as he spread her legs open as he kissed her, pushing her back against the kitchen counter. She wrapped her legs around him to keep him trapped in as he pushed his throbbing rod inside her for the third time that day. He grabbed her ass to support her as she wrapped her arms around his neck for the same thing. Unknowingly and wandlessly, he moved the dishes towards the sink as he lifted her up on the counter and sat her down on the end without removing his cock from her pussy.

She felt him lay her back on the counter as he continued to pump her with his thick rod, her legs still wrapped around his waist, trapping him so he would cum inside her again. She gripped the edges of the table as she begged for him to go faster and harder. She even asked him to be rough on her as well, to use her as he likes. It was at this point when Katie looked him in the eyes that she saw a passionate fire burning in them as he continued to fuck her on the kitchen counter. He leaned down towards her left ear and whispered something in it then saying that it was a safe word and to remember it. She nodded, showing she knows the safeword before he stood back up and reached out with his right hand towards her neck and started to squeeze it slightly.

Not too much, just enough for her to start gasping for air. He released his grip on her, but still held his hand on her neck. Then he did it again, and again. Then when Harry felt his orgasm building up to high levels, he made one last thrust inside her and sprayed seed after seed into her womb until his cum spilled out of her pussy. That was when Katie involuntarily cummed as well as he was still inside her.

Then he grabbed her and made her kneel in front of him, his still hardened cock throbbing in front of her face. She didn't need any further hints as she took in her boyfriend's Master. he is my Master right now. cock in her mouth. She didn't bother using her hands as he had already wrapped them up in tight thin ropes with a wandless incarcerous spell. If in any other situation, Katie would have been very impressed with that. Since it was a N.E.W.T. Level spell and he had done it wandlessly. But right now, her mind was in a fumbled mess with ecstasy and pleasure as she continued to suck him dry.

It was at this moment, that she finally caught onto the fact that she couldn't move her head back as she felt his hands on the back of her head pushing it towards his pelvis, making her suck on his thick rod even longer than usual. She had lost count of the time from when he started doing this, but she somehow knew it must have been a full minute or so before he released her and she desperately gasped for air just before he pushed her back onto his cock. Just as she was about to realise she could breathe through her nose, he used a couple of fingers to cut off that air supply.

"Look at me." He was saying to her. She finally heard him after a third time and looked up in a submissive way, cock still deep in her mouth. "You are mine from now on. To use whenever I choose to. To shag whenever I want. To pleasure whenever I deem fit. Katherine Helena Bell-Ross; As the Lord of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, I hereby claim you into servitude for the rest of time. As deemed by Magic as Witness, so I say, so mote it be!"

As he finished the oath, there was a bright flash of purple light for a split second before everything returned to normal. Well, except for the fact that there was now a faint purple collar-like outline around her neck with a faint silver P just above the valley of her breasts.