Eagles, Badgers, and Firebird's

Harry watched Fleur as she struggled with indecision. His expectations were falling rapidly, it seemed that she wasn't going to do anything in the end.

Just when he decided that this night was a loss, she started kneeling down, leaning towards him. He just watched in anticipation as her fingers, shaking slightly, wrapped around his girth, slowly moving up and down. Her grip was a little loose, and there was an expression of wonder on her face as she slowly stroked him.

After a few minutes, Harry's attention on the unfamiliar way she was grabbing his shaft as she played with it. He was a little surprised by that. He couldn't understand why her previous paramours hadn't made any attempt to give her some feedback, but in the end, he just assumed that they weren't confident enough to correct a Veela.

Normally, Harry was very understanding when any of his 'friends' were a little less skilled in certain issues, but his approach was a little different in this case. After all, if she was daring enough to stun another girl to take her place, she should be able to give a decent handjob, at least!

He waited a little more, hoping that her situation was driven by the situation she was in, but seeing none, she decided to take things into her own hands. "Suck my cock," he suddenly ordered.

Her head jerked back in surprise, her eyes wide. Her gaze fell upon his erection, a little bewildered, with a generous dash of surprise. Harry hadn't been able to ascertain whether she was inexperienced with something in that size, or plain inexperienced. He spoke once more. "Come on, suck it!" Still seeing no action, he slowly raised his hand, reaching towards his blindfold.

For a second, she was frozen completely, realizing the situation she was in, her expression similar to a deer in headlights, her eyes popped open in panic. Not wanting to be caught, she acted almost in reflex, opening her mouth and leaned in, grabbing his manhood between her ruby lips, her hot mouth enveloping the head.

Harry watched in interest as her face cycled through a myriad of emotions. Her initial panic, and slight revulsion, slowly drained away, replaced by curiosity. Her wet tongue poked his sensitive head a few times as she started to move, almost crawling at first, but slowly picking up speed, devouring him.

Harry just sat there and watched as Fleur's head moved up and down, in a dull, almost mechanical, precision, convincing him that this was her first attempt to give a blowjob.

Her manner started to change as time passed. Her initial tentativeness and jerky movements lessened, her mouth widening to take a little more of Harry's shaft inside, her tongue slowly wrapping around from time to time. Her enthusiasm was getting a little clearer with each passing minute.

It was enjoyable to have her mouth traveling on his shaft, sending waves of pleasure as her silky mouth rubbed his sensitive skin. However, he was starting to get a little disappointed with her conservative approach despite her rising skill, only a small part of his cock enveloped with her mouth.

Curiosity about her possible response about how she would react also playing a role, he placed his hand on the back of her head, loosely grabbing her flowing blond hair. She was startled a bit when she felt the first push, a gentle one that was leading her to go a little deeper. Despite her momentary hesitation, she adapted to the new position almost instantly. A few seconds later, he pushed once more, this time adding a small verbal recommendation to correct her technique. "Use your tongue a little more."

Harry was satisfied with her ability to pick up and adapt to the commands, her skills getting better as she enveloped more and more.

However, despite the rapid increase in her skills, Harry was still a long way away from release, the courtesy of his earlier indiscretion with Cho. So, he decided to go with a solution that is on the rough side. With both hands on her head, he pushed her head down without any warning, a significant portion of his cock lodged into her mouth, pressing to her throat.

Completely unprepared for something like that, Fleur wasn't able to mount any resistance as she was impaled on his cock. She struggled for a bit, her breathing interrupted. She pulled back, coughing and wheezing, as the pressure momentarily lessened, leaving her free to breathe.

"Just like that," Harry moaned in pleasure, hoping that it would entice Fleur to continue. "That is only if you could handle it, of course."

Hearing the challenge in his voice, an angry expression flickered on Fleur's face before her gaze locked on his shaft, a determined expression on her face. She leaned, her mouth wide open, her hands on his thighs to provide leverage. A mouth escaped his lips as she pushed herself on his cock, enveloping more and more.

He was barely able to believe the view in front of his eyes. The haughty French champion was kneeling in front of him, trying to take the entirety of his manhood into her mouth. Her face was getting redder as she gagged and wheezed around his cock, her blond hair messily spilling onto his lap.

He watched in pleasure as Fleur tried to push herself, trying to swallow his whole shaft. Deciding to help a little, he grabbed her head once again, pushing. She gagged and gasped as her head bobbed, again and again, the pleasure from her tight throat unimaginable. To make things even better, her allure was flaring irregularly, spiking his arousal even further.

In that position, it didn't take long for Harry to finally build up into a climax, releasing a surprise load into her mouth. His hands kept her stable as his twitching cock unloaded the last drops into her mouth, a significant amount seeping from the corner of her mouth. She wasn't in a mood to pull back either, her own orgasm triggered, leaving her a trembling and moaning mess.

After a while, she stood up, a dazed expression on her face. She slowly gulped, swallowing his load, her tongue darting out to lick the remains on her face. She was slowly caressing her breasts over her bra as she slowly bit her lips, creating a view so erotic that Harry's cock jumped back to life almost instantly.

She looked at it as her hands slowly hooked to the corner of her panties, looking like she was about to pull them down when Cho, still lying unconscious, let out a small cough. The effect of the noise on her was akin to a bucket of cold water. Realizing the enormity of her actions, a panicked expression shown on her face. She haphazardly closed her robe and dashed out of the locker room as fast as she could without making any noise.

Harry just watched as she disappeared from the door, chuckling a little, barely able to believe the sheer absurdity of the situation. He turned to Cho after he was calmed down a little, casting a spell to rouse her from unconsciousness.

"What," she mumbled as she opened her eyes, looking around with a confused expression.

"Apparently, the last position we tried had been a little too much for you," Harry said, an overly condescending smile on his lips. "Maybe I should just escort you to your dorm."

"Oh, you are on!" Cho shouted, though she was unable to prevent the smile that invaded her face as she pushed him on the ground, straddling to his lap. "We will see how long you will last until you beg me to stop."

Harry said nothing, just enjoying the moment as his cock had been grabbed by her pussy, promising a night filled with energetic sex, challenging the limits of both of them.


When Harry saw Fleur once again, it had been two days since the locker room incident. Harry was walking towards the library for yet another bout of research when Fleur appeared in the doorway, busy with her own preparation. His fingers wrapped around the small patch of cloth that he used as a blindfold. "Hi Fleur," he said, acting nonchalant.

"Hi Harry," she mumbled. She was trying to act like everything was normal, but her rapidly reddening face had betrayed her. "Is there something, because I'm in a little bit hurry."

"No worries," Harry answered, pulling the cloth from his pocket. "I just have a little gift for you." He pushed it towards her, folded the way he used that night.

"What is this?" Fleur said, trying to act normal, but the panic was apparent in her eyes.

"Why don't you try to hold it on your eyes. I think it would grant you an interesting perspective," he said and started to walk away, not waiting for an answer. From the corner of his eye, he could see Fleur the blindfold to her eyes, her fingers trembling…

So, when he arrived at the library, his mentality was a bit away from studying, bits and pieces of his encounter with Fleur playing in his mind, destroying his concentration. Then, he noticed a familiar face, sitting alone on a corner desk. "Hi Hannah," he said, smiling.

Hannah raised her head, looking annoyed, only to replaced with a deep blush when she noticed the identity of the speaker. "Hi Harry," she mumbled.

"May I join you?" he said, sitting after seeing her nod. "So what are you working on?"

"Transfiguration homework. But I'm kind of stuck."

"How about I help you a little," Harry said, 'carelessly' placing his hand on her toned calf.

"Sure," Hannah stammered, blushing even more with his sudden touch…


Susan was thoroughly annoyed as she traversed Hogwarts corridors, her destination library. Hannah was supposed come back to their room two hours ago, after picking up several source book from the library. Without the books, Susan wasn't even able to start herself. And now, she was dashing towards the library, hoping not all the copies of the book were checked out.

Entering the library, she wasn't expecting to find Hannah sitting at a corner table, especially none other than Harry Potter. Several books were open on the table, but Susan familiar with Hannah's body language enough to realize she wasn't paying even the smallest attention to their contents, sneaking glances towards Harry in every few seconds.

Susan felt annoyed, and she wanted to believe that it was because of the long waiting period. However, she was self-conscious enough to realize it was about her own crush on Harry. Like all the girls on her age, Harry Potter had been a flawless prince for her. While meeting with the real-life him helped her to shed away that crush, his sudden transformation this year sparked a different crush, the kind that left her sleepless during the night. She could feel a tendril of jealousy, slowly wrapping around her heart.

She attempted to squash her negative feelings as she walked towards them, but she was unable to prevent a little anger seeping into her voice. "Hannah, you were supposed to be back two hours ago."

"Hi Susan," Harry said before Hannah could say anything. "I'm well, but thanks for asking."

Susan blushed a little. "Sorry for ignoring you. It's just that we were supposed to start our potions essay, you know how Snape gets."

"Believe me, I know," he said with a smile. "Well, now I feel a little guilty about keeping Hannah here. How about I come to help."

Susan laughed a little. "It'd be good. Unfortunately, you cannot enter the Hufflepuff common room, yet alone girls' dorm."

"Are you really sure about that?"

She suddenly felt a little reticent, finding his quiet confidence a little unsettling, before her rational side quickly asserted itself back. "Of course."

"How about a bet then?" he said, his smile getting a little wider. "That is, unless you are afraid."

She couldn't help but feel a little hesitant before his quiet confidence, but she wasn't ready to back down either. "Let's do it," she said. "What are the stakes?"

His gaze fell upon Hannah for a second, a sudden expression flashing, but going away before she could identify. "How about we play a little game until it's conclusion?"

"What game?" Susan asked, suspicious of the apparent small stakes.

"It is just poker, with some house rules. We already played with Hannah."

She snorted a little when she noticed Hannah blushing, but didn't pay much attention, knowing how easy for Hannah to get like that. "Deal," she said. "If Hannah played, I can definitely play. So, if you can sneak into our room, we play a game. How about when you can't?"

"I will owe you a big favor."

"Deal."

"Perfect," he said and stood up. "Then let me leave you ladies alone for now. After all, we can continue the discussion in your rooms, right?"

"In your dreams, Potter," Susan said, laughing. She watched him leave, an accomplished expression on her face. After all, having Harry Potter owe you one was a big deal. And even if he somehow won, playing just a game was such a flimsy thing, hardly a chore.

After all, if Hannah played it, how bad could it be?

Susan noticed that Hannah was a little too silent on the way back, her face still cherry tone.

"Why the sudden silence?" Susan said after they arrived at the room, annoyed a little by her sudden skittishness.

"No," Hannah stammered. "It is just… I was thinking about the bet."

"What about it?" Susan said. "After all, I just got a free favor from Harry Potter." She stopped for a second, a teasing expression on her face. "Maybe you are worried that I would use that favor to ask him for a Hogsmeade date."

"No, it is not that," Hannah murmured, not reacting to her dig. "What if he wins the bet?"

"Oh, come on, it is the typical Gryffindor boasting," Susan said. "There is no way he could sneak into girls dorm, even the common room is unlikely. And even if he did, playing a silly poker game is hardly a challenge."

"But what if-" Hannah started once again, only to cut by Susan.

"Okay, okay. I get it, you are worried," she said. She turned towards the door and casted several Auror grade locking charms on the door, taught by her aunt. "Now he cannot enter even if he somehow manages to sneak into the tower."

"Well, that is an impressive set of charms."

"Thanks-" Susan started to speak, but then she realized one important detail. It wasn't Hannah that had spoken. She slowly turned, only to see Harry Potter, sitting on her bed, a soft smile on his face.

For a moment, she just stood there, shocked. "Hi Harry," she managed to murmur after several seconds.

"Hi Susan, how are you since we last meet?"

"Fine," she managed to stammer. "Congratulations."

"Thanks," Harry said, standing up. "So, how about we start that potions essay. Sooner it finishes, sooner you guys could relax."

"Sure," Hannah said, speaking for the first time since Harry entered the room. Harry conjured an extra chair to Hannah's desk and sat down, and started working on the essay while Susan stood still, trying to gather her balance, joining them a few minutes later...


With Harry's help, they managed to finish the essay in less than an hour, a little surprising considering Harry's poor reputation on potions.

"So," Harry said as they tidied up the table. "I think we are about to start the game, right?"

"Sure," Susan said, not seeing the any problem with playing a little poker. For some other students losing a few galleons might be a little problematic, but as the Heiress of House Bones, it was trivial to her.

"Hannah, would you like to join?" Harry asked.

Susan smiled a little when she saw Hannah's face getting dark red, finding a little funny that she would feel that reluctant to play a little game, just because she had a crush on Harry. "Of course she would play," she interjected before Hannah could say anything.

Hannah looked a little conflicted for a while, looking between Susan and Harry. "Should I?" she asked to Harry.

"If you want, I wouldn't say no to it."

Still, Hannah looked a little conflicted for a while, her eyes darting between Susan and Harry, then her face suddenly brightened and she nodded. "If you are okay with it, why not?"

"Sure," Susan said. "The more, the merrier." She felt a little weird seeing mischievous look they shared, like they were laughing at a joke she wasn't aware of, but her attention was grabbed by the way Harry went on preparing their play area.

He drew his wand, and just one swing later, without uttering a word, a conjured blanket covered the ground, three comfortable looking pillows sitting in equal distance. Susan felt her mouth fell a little after seeing his effortless display of skill and power. Conjuration was a seventh year material for a reason, and even then it covered only the most basic materials and shapes. Conjuring complex household object without even uttering a word was something her aunt could accomplish, but very few Auror under her command could replicate it.

Hannah's voice distracted her from her thoughts. "Come on Susan, we are waiting for you."

She walked towards her seat, her mind still partially on his impressive magical display. She pulled several coins from her purse and started the game. She didn't want to admit even to herself, but she was a little turned on by his display of power and skill. In her distracted state however, she rapidly lost first few hands, the money pile in front of her getting a lot smaller.

"You seem a little off," Hannah said as she pulled a respectable sized pile of gold and silver to her own.

"It is just warm-up" Susan answered, not really caring about losing a few galleons. She checked her newly distributed cards, but seeing a three of clubs and a six of spades, she saw little benefit of pursuing. "I think I will sit this one out, fold."

"As you wish," Hannah said. "I raise three sickles."

"I see it, and raise by another six," Harry replied, creating a small bidding war. Susan watched as the amount in the middle increased rapidly, containing a significant amount of fortune of both players. She watched as Harry won the hand with a straight, King high. However, she was a little blindsided by the enthusiastic expression on Hannah's face.

"So, Harry. I'm a little low on chips, I think it is time to activate the bank," Hannah said, her voice silky.

"Sure," Harry said. "I think a Galleon apiece is a good deal, what do you say." Susan looked both of them, having problems understanding what they were talking about.

"That seems okay for me," Hannah said. She stood up, quickly unbuttoning her robe.

"What the hell is going on?" Susan exploded in shock.

Harry opened his mouth to reply, but Hannah proved faster this time. "This is one of the house rules," she explained with a great glee. "We have the right to buy some extra chips by sacrificing some clothes."

"But-" Susan tried to speak, but Hannah cut her off.

"I remember you saying that you could handle everything I could," Hannah said with a dismissive tone. "But if you are not brave enough…"

Susan looked at Hannah with surprise, mixed with a little indignation. She was feeling a little reluctant to reveal her undergarments to Harry, but she also didn't want to admit defeat in front of him, especially after she claimed that she could do anything Hannah could. "Of course not, I already said I'm in!" Susan answered, but she continued to glare at Hannah, annoyed that she never mentioned playing such a game before.

After her decision, the pace of the game quickened considerably, all players starting to bet higher amounts. The next one to lose a piece of clothing was Harry, but Susan also dropped her robe not too soon after. Susan started to blush a little when Hannah was hit by an unlucky streak, rapidly losing her blouse, skirt, and shoes, sitting only in her underwear.

Susan was shocked by the way Hannah was able to sit comfortably while wearing only a pair of underwear. They were quite substantial, revealing almost nothing, but still…

Though that shock was nothing compared to next hand, where she won a really competitive hand, getting a lot of money from both Harry and Hannah. Ordinarily, she would be scandalized by Hannah, who just unlocked her bra, leaving her chest bare all to see, but her attention was firmly on Harry as pulled off both his pants and his boxers despite still wearing his shirt, revealing his semi-erect manhood.

"Well, it was getting a little too tight," he said in a completely unapologetic manner.

"Well, I should say so," Hannah said, her eyes locked on his midsection, her expression reminiscent of a cat eying a juicy piece of meat. "So, the next hand," Hannah said, putting her hand carelessly into his thigh.

Seeing the last movement, the things finally clicked in her mind as she remembered Hannah's appearance after the Yule ball. She blushed as Hannah's state that evening flashed in her eyes. "I cannot believe it!" she said, almost shouting. "You two did it after the Yule ball!"

"Did what?" Hannah said, her expression getting guarded reflexively. As her childhood best friend, Susan had enough familiarity with Hannah to decipher she hit the bullseye.

"Well, isn't this interesting," Harry spoke, distracting both of them momentarily.

"What?" Susan asked, not understanding what was his point. Now, she wanted to grill Hannah about hiding such an important thing.

"Nothing," Harry said. "I just found interesting that you were able to piece it together that quickly, especially the Yule part. Almost as if you somehow 'saw' it, or some direct evidence of it?" He stopped for a second. "But I think it's not that important. Let's continue with the game."

Susan was about to scoff when her mind made another uncomfortable connection. When he was speaking, he put a weird emphasis on seeing the evidence directly. Combined with his confidence into sneaking into their room…

"Yeah, let's continue with the game," Susan squawked, her face blooming roses. Her eyes fell to the ground, suddenly paying an inordinate attention to the cards in front of her. From the corner of her eye, she could see Hannah looking at her a little suspiciously, but then she focused back on the game. Seeing her attention shift away, Susan let out a relaxed sigh. She wasn't ready to explain that she scraped remains of her paramour off Hannah's body to pleasure herself!

However, unbalanced with two huge discovery, Susan's play style suffered dearly. After feeding most of her chips to a flush in Hannah's hand, and losing the rest in a poor bluff attempt, she found herself bereft of any cloth sans her underwear, and no chip. She decided it was time to leave.

"Well, somebody looks like she is ready to admit defeat," Hannah said.

"Of course not!" Susan said before she realized the significance of the words that left her mouth. She stilled momentarily when she realized the meaning of her words. Seeing the shocked expression on Hannah's face, she felt oddly reluctant to admit that she said it in a momentarily surprise. Instead, she reached towards her bra clasp, her hands shaking a little, and let her bra fall to the ground, revealing her well-developed breasts.

She was consumed with the sudden urge to cover them with her arms, feeling self-conscious about their size. She recently started to wear F cups, and she was feeling a little weird about that. But then she noticed Harry's gaze, focused on her breasts, lust shining in his eyes, his shaft was getting even harder.

She felt her self-consciousness drain off. She sat a little straighter, with the side-effect of making her chest even more eye-catching. She noticed Hannah was glaring daggers at her, and gazed back with a condescending expression, letting her eyes fell to Hannah's slightly smaller breasts.

She felt like a winner until Hannah's expression shifted into a thoughtful, then a victorious one. Susan hadn't had to wait for long to learn her plan, however. Hannah's hand, the one resting on Harry's thigh, started to move and grabbed his full mast, sending a victorious smile to Susan before she started to rub him.

Suddenly noticed, with great annoyance, that Harry's eyes stopped focusing on her and moved on Hannah instead, allowing a smirk of victory from her. Feeling spurned, she decided not to take this lying down, and a few seconds later, her foot sneaked towards Harry's crotch, slowly caressing its base.

"Fold," Hannah said without even checking her cards, shifting a little closer to Harry, her tits pressing against his arm. She looked at Susan, and mouthed the words, 'Raise.'

Susan had no desire to lose against Hannah in their weird game. "I raise," she said, not even bothering to keep silent. She sat to the other side of Harry. She pressed her breasts to his arms as one of her hands grabbed the base of his cock, rubbing slowly.

"I just see a check," Hannah said, smiling patronizingly.

"A little patience," Susan said as her she started to caress his back with her other hand. She sneaked towards his neck, placing small kisses on his neck. She could sense the beating of his heart under her lips. She started to move downward, creating a trail of kisses, crossing his muscular chest and abdomen. She cracked her lips, and took the head into his mouth, massaging it with her tongue.

Tasting his musky aroma, she could feel herself flow with excitement. After spending some time bobbing up and down, enjoying the texture of his meat for a while. When she pulled back, a victorious expression was on her face.

Hannah looked at her in a dismissive manner, then she leaned in, taking his length into her mouth. Susan watched as she devoured his monstrous cock bit by bit. Despite gags and wheezes, she managed to take all of his cock between her jaws, probably feeling amazing if Harry's expression was any indicator. After bobbing a few times she pulled back, and met with Susan's gaze, her gaze challenging. "All in."

Susan looked at Hannah's face, shocked by her most recent accomplishment. For a moment, she considered admitting defeat, realizing just how badly the bet had gone off the rails, and she needed to stop before before things went far too far. Distracted by her thoughts, she didn't notice two soft, delicate hands gently cupping her face.

But she definitely noticed when two soft lips gently pressed her own. Susan's mouth opened in shock when she felt soft, long hair of Hannah on her face, and a moment later, she felt her tongue slip between her lops. Thoroughly shocked, pushing didn't occur to her, allowing Hannah's lips to continue caressing her own. She eventually started to kiss her back.

Then, she suddenly pulled away, leaving Susan hanging. Before she could process, Hannah grabbed back of her head and pushed her down, her mouth opening in shock. A second later, her mouth was filled with Harry's shaft, the piece in her throat preventing her from breathing. She managed to pull back a little after the pressure lessened a bit, but Hannah pushed her back as soon as she took another breath.

After several repeats, her initial panic disappeared as she started get a weird pleasure from being pushed down, being skewered with his cock.

Then, she felt Hannah's soft, delicate hands replaced with a pair of strong but coarse ones. But despite their inherent roughness, the domineering pressure from Hannah's hands were absent, somehow managing to control Susan with even the gentlest touches.

Meanwhile, Hannah found something else to keep her busy. Her delicate hands started to caress her body, her touch light as silk. The touches started at her shoulders, slowly moving to her back. For a while, they were parked at her tits, drawing circles around her rock hard nipples, tracing her small, pink areolas as she bobbed her head again and again, trying to devour Harry's shaft.

She couldn't help but groan -muffled-, as Hannah's hands left her breasts alone, but her disappointment lasted a small while, until she felt something wet caressing her pussy. She could feel her pleasure build up as Hannah's tongue stimulated her clitoris while she was being impaled by his monster again and again… Then, she felt something snap inside her as a flood of pleasure likes of which she had never experienced.

She was barely aware as Harry pulled out her mouth, directing her to lie on her back. A few seconds later, Harry's manhood pressing against her entrance. She readied herself for the penetration, but the awaited move didn't came, leaving her pussy aching in anticipation. She understood that he was waiting for her exact approval. She smirked. "All in," she said.

"All in, it is" she heard Harry speaking before the pressure increased. She could feel her wet folds separating, yielding to his momentum. She inhaled sharply as his thick shaft started to stretch her soaking hole. It wasn't the first time she had a man in her, but his size eclipsed others by a wide margin, hitting to places that never been touched before.

"Well, let's put that mouth to a better use," Hannah said and sat on her face. She could feel her sweet, citrusy aroma on her taste buds as her tongue deserted her mouth, slowly caressing Hannah's womanhood while Harry slowly picked up his pace, drilling her deeper and deeper. Losing control of her voice, the moans started to escape her lips, only to be muffled by Hannah's presence.

She felt Harry's hand grabbing to her tits, roughly kneading them, sending waves of pleasure every time his fingers sank into her creamy flesh. It was hurting slightly, but the pain was somehow making her predicament even more pleasurable, so much that she groaned in disappointment when she felt his hands leaving her chest. But her disappointment only lasted until she felt his teeth on his globes, pressing hard enough to leave bright red marks.

She moaned in approval, enjoying the way Harry was nibbling her bust, his hands moved to maul her voluptuous hips, using them for extra leverage as his huge cock impaled her again and again, fully stretching her tunnel. All sense of time disappeared until she felt Hannah stiffening above her, and a second later, she released her juices, drenching her completely. The way Hannah was shivering above her lips triggered her own climax, leaving her a gushing and trembling. She felt Harry pull out, and a second later, he was cumming on her tits, covering them with his pearly liquid.

Before she could say anything, however, Harry leaned on her, devouring her lips, this time with a harsh, demanding kiss, burning the last semblance of control she had.

"That… was… amazing…" she managed to murmur, a silly smile on her face. But before she could say anything more, she felt another pair lips attaching to her own, continuing where Harry felt off. She could hear the noises coming from her nether regions as Harry pierced her again and again. "Such an excellent game," she whispered when Hannah pulled for a breather before the lips closed on hers once more…


Author note: Here is yet another installment from Harry the Playboy series. Enjoy. Also, I would like to thank everyone that favorited or followed my story, as we are about reach to 2K. Thanks a lot!