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Chapter 9- A Plan Forms

Ron was absent from the dorm room again that morning, Harry did see him however in the Great Hall, but he was sitting with Lavender again. Harry ate his breakfast without joining in on the conversation the other boys were having, which was something about which Quiddich team has the best looking women on it. Harry had begun to formulate a plan, but he needed to be sure of what was going on with Ron and Lavender first. They were both in Potions with him next, so Harry made sure and sat at the same table along with Rachel. He kept an eye on how Ron and Lavender were interacting, he noticed Ron was cutting up some of the ingredients for Lavender as he did so and he wasn't really paying much attention to his own cauldron. Occasionally his eyes glazed over a bit but whenever he did so Lavender would come around and whisper in his ear and he'd perk up a bit.

Harry had a tough time keeping up with his own work; they were working on Tepidus Venenum, a warming potion that could keep the drinker warm even with no clothes on in the coldest night. It had a lot of ingredients and required strict adherence to the stir count. While he was not the champion potion maker he had been with Snape's old textbook, he had gotten much better at it under Slughorn. His potion was just turning the correct color of orange when he saw something he had been looking for; Lavender had whispered in Ron's ear and had procured a chocolate from her pocket which he took at once.

Harry spent the next couple weeks watching Ron and Lavender closely, she kept giving Ron chocolates as rewards for doing things, and Harry's suspicions seemed to be confirmed. In the meantime Harry was doing well in classes, his special sessions with Professor Wood were going well, she was very good at teaching Harry attacking curses, defensive spells, and generally giving him her expertise on being an Auror. Her tales reminded him of Mad Eye Mooney, although without the constant paranoia and obviously she was much better looking. She revealed to Harry that she knew Tonks and Kingsley, but she was never an in the Order of the Phoenix because she had been on an extended assignment overseas tracking down a Deatheater who had gone off recruiting in South America for supporters. She had ended up killing him in Peru and by the time she got back the battle was over and order had been restored. She had been so upset over the deaths of her fellow Auror's, she decided the best thing she could do was train the next generation while there was no imminent threat. So she decided to come back home full time to teach. She told him all of this after their fourth session together while they were chatting after a particularly vigorous workout. She was wearing a black sports bra with matching tight spandex shorts that hugged her athletic legs and ass. She actually broke down and cried, Harry provided her support, his arm around her small frame.

She looked up into his eyes, tears dripping down her cheeks, "Harry, I could have helped, I could have saved lives, but I wasn't there."

Harry understood the guilt, everyone who had been in battle that day had felt the same way; they could have done more, prevented another person on the good side from being hurt or killed.

"We all feel that way Carling, remember I had given myself up and been killed no one would of gotten hurt at all, said Harry.

"If that had happened we'd all be servants of Lord Voldemort by now, or we'd be dead," said Carling, "Harry, you saved us all from either of those horrible paths."

"Yeah, but I still feel regret, just like you," Harry replied.

She smiled, nodding up at him and told him she'd see him the next week.

"Quiddich Match versus Slytherin in just two weeks," Reminded Harry.

"I know Harry, I look forward to rewarding you," said Carling, and with that she turned and went into her office.

Professor Heartstring was also giving Harry lots of hands on training, but with her she tended to have her hands on him and was doing something rather profane. Over the last four weeks she had transformed herself into several different amazing looking women, and in turn had her way with him. Harry would do a couple of small changes to himself and for his reward she would usually be on her knees sucking his cock or bending over and inviting him to fill her up. Harry couldn't understand why she was this way, but to be honest he was happy he was getting O's (outstandings) for each lesson.

Hermione, who had been spending most of her time with Ginny, Rachel, and Demelza was in the library one Sunday afternoon alone when Harry spotted her alone at a table most students referred to as "Hermione's table". He sat down and admired how the sun shined through the nearest window lit upon her hair and face. She looked beautiful.

"What's up Harry?" Hermione looked curiously at him.

"Love Potions and Memory charms," said Harry in a soft whisper.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?" replied Hermione, now looking thoroughly confused.

"You asked me a few weeks back why Ron would ever choose Lavender over you, he isn't Hermione, Lavender has been feeding him love potions this entire time." said Harry looking her directly in the eyes.

"But you said something about memory charms," Hermione asked.

"She's using those on him as well, she has been modifying his memory and making sure he thinks he is doing things he has never done." said Harry, already dreading the question that was going to be asked next.

"What kind of things?" Hermione asked Harry bluntly.

"Well, I'm not entirely sure, but based on what Ron has said, he thinks he has been doing things, sexual things with Lavender and I don't think he has," Harry trailed off while speaking.

"How do you know this Harry?" her voice shaking a bit.

"I saw them, I spied on them in the room of requirement," answered Harry.

"So he thinks he's been fucking Lavender, but he hasn't. So what has he been doing?" asked Hermione.

"I saw him paint her toenails, give her a foot rub, then a back rub, then he sang to her," said Harry.

"What!?!" said Hermione. Her face went from surprise, to anger, to a mischievous grin in the span of several seconds as she looked down at a diagram in her book showing a group of witches standing around a cauldron. Hermione Grainger was not a girl who you wanted to cross, ask Rita Skeeter, Harry thought to himself.

She again looked directly at Harry and said, "Well then, I think we have to think up a proper revenge, Let me take care of this Harry, don't say a thing to Ron until I tell you to."

"You mean let him keep taking love potion?" asked Harry.

"It's not killing him is it?" quipped Hermione.

"And the Memory charms?" Harry said.

"It's troubling, but she seems to be doing a good job of it so I don't see any long term damage, not like Lockhart," she said.

Harry thought of Ron painting Lavender's toes, suppressing a smile he looked back at Hermione, "I suppose not."

"How did you spy on them, oh wait… your cloak," Hermione said answering her own question.

"Yeah, I followed them the night after we spoke, I wanted to see if I could find out anything for you," said Harry. "I've been spying on them ever since to make sure my facts were straight."

She smiled and leaned over the table and kissed him on the cheek and told him thanks.

"Let me borrow the cloak tonight? Or we can both go?" she asked.

His heart leapt at spending some time in close proximity with Hermione, but he also had Quiddich practice and was usually exhausted afterwards.

"We've got practice tonight, but I'll give you the cloak before I go and if you want to check on them go ahead." Harry told her.

She nodded and replied, "I'd like that Harry, and I want to know how badly I need to punish Lavender."

Harry smiled at her and left the library to get ready for practice. After delivering the cloak to Hermione in the library, he walked down to the pitch with Ron and hour later and the weather was still warm and sun was shining over a blue sky. The team had really been practicing well over the last few weeks despite the lack of experience of some of the team. Dorothy and Jimmy worked as a team of Beaters as good as Fred and George minus the shenanigans; and they seemed to be building a great connection on where to place the bludger. Harry wondered if it was because they had started dating. He ran some drills where the beaters tried to unseat chasers who were flying at top speed doing maneuvers and they were picking the chasers off about half the time which is very good for a beater. He had the chasers wearing pads and helmets so they wouldn't get injured. After they had knocked Demelza, Ginny, and Rachel off their brooms about half a dozen times each Harry had them play a half field version of Quiddich which had Harry joined the Beaters on defense against the Chasers who tried to score on Ron. This proved difficult but his Chasers were excelling at misdirection plays that increased scoring opportunities. Harry enjoyed this part since he usually was on his own during games, now he was trying to shut down Ginny so he marked her while she flew around looking to get a pass. She kept knocking into him trying to get the Quaffle, and he'd knock her right back. He could tell she was getting frustrated, so he started to add some trash talk.

"Jeez Ginny, can't you fly past me, I thought you were the best chaser on the team," Harry said after knocking the Quaffle away as Ginny tried to catch a pass from Demelza.

"Suck it Harry," said Ginny.

"Oooh, I'd love to, would you like me to lick it too?" laughed Harry.

Ginny laughed as well, which was the first time he had heard her do so for ages. The two continued bantering back and forth the whole game and to Harry it reminded him of when they were dating, in fact the whole team seemed to take to talking trash to each other, but it was playful and cheeky. Harry could hear Demelza and Dorothy flying past, Demelza who had just scored on Ron after flying past Dorothy saying "I just scored on you again Selpot, better keep your eyes on Jimmy or I'll be scoring on him too."

"You naughty minx, I bet you would, I'd have to spank you if you did!" retorted Dorothy streaking after Demelza.

Harry laughed to himself, after an hour of this drill the sun began to set over the forbidden forest; he decided to call everyone in.

"Great practice everyone; we'll meet again on Thursday. Now hit the showers," Harry told them.

The team went into the locker room and undressed, the girls went on their side of the wall of lockers to take off their Quiddich robes. There were two large shower rooms which had a wall dividing the boys and girls sides but the walls were thin so you could hear the water running and the voices on the other side. Harry stripped off his clothes and got under the pounding water and let the warm water relax his muscles, he had bruises on his legs and back from jostling with Ginny while flying. Jimmy and Ron joined him in the room and they were both still taunting the chasers in loud voices.

"You ladies won't score against Ravenclaw with shooting like that!" yelled Ron.

"Go fuck yourself Ron!" screamed Ginny giggling.

"Yeah Ron, a first year could score on you the way you were forgetting to cover your left hoop!" Yelled Demelza.

Ron looked a bit taken back at that comment and stormed out of the showers.

"You got to him Demelza, nice job!" Jimmy yelled.

"I give nice jobs all the time Peakes, maybe you should ditch Dorothy and find out how good they are." She retorted.

"Bitch," yelled a playful Dorothy and a slap was heard, "told you I'd spank your ass if you kept it up."

Peakes laughed and turned off his shower; he left the room and grabbed a towel drying his large muscular body.

"Oooh, thank you Dorothy, I need to be kept in line, I can be a naughty girl sometimes." Demelza replied.

"We all know that, don't we Rachel?" laughed Ginny.

"Oh yeah, Demelza's the biggest tart in the school," said Rachel cackling.

"You calling me fat?!" yelled Demelza.

"No baby, you are fine, I'm calling you a slut!" said Rachel.

All four girls burst into laughter at this and quieted down. Harry shut off his shower and walked down a hall to a sauna room wrapped in a towel. He walked into the wood paneled room; it was small and had large padded benches that wrapped around three walls. In the center of the room was a stone table that had rocks that were being kept red hot by magical fires. Harry poured a bit of water over the rocks and stream quickly filled the room. Climbed to the second tier of benches and lied down with his back against the wall facing the door, a leg propped up and the other dangling down resting on the first bench. He closed his eyes and let the stream open his pores and relax his muscles as the sweat began to pour out of him. He heard more voices in the locker rooms and soon it was silent, a few minutes passed and someone opened the door. He opened his eyes and was surprised to see Dorothy Selpot standing there in just a skimpy white towel.

"Watcha Harry!" she said in a way that reminded him of Tonks.

"Hey Dorothy," said Harry moving his leg slightly so his cock wasn't blatantly visible.

She seemed to notice what he had done and smiled. "Mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Sure, good flying today, you would make a good seeker," Harry said.

"Thanks Harry, that's sweet of you to say," said Dorothy as she walked over to the bench next to him and climbed up.

"I just love this team, the girls are so fun and sweet and you and Ron have been great," she said.

"You and Jimmy have gotten close too," Harry said, "everything going well?"

"Sure, but we are trying to be casual," she said sitting next to Harry, her towel barely covering her upper legs. "I mean we get along great and all but next year we have very different ideas of what we want to do."

"Yeah? So what does a soon to be N.E.W.T. graduate like yourself fancy for her future?" asked Harry.

"I'm studying to be a healer like my Grandmother was, so I will go to work at St. Mungo's for a few years before I can get my license." she replied.

"That's wonderful that your going to become a healer, so your Gran was too?" asked Harry.

"Yes, Gran was and my mother was a Squibb who married a muggle. When I was born it was assumed I would not have any magic at all, but I was showing magic abilities by 3 months. My Gran was very happy; she died when I was 8, so she never got to see me go off to school. She was very well respected though; St. Mungo's named a ward after her. Anyway she would have been so proud of me following in her footsteps." she said.

"I bet she would be Dorothy, and what does Jimmy have planned?" asked Harry.

"He wants to do a world tour, go to Egypt, South America, China, visit other Wizards and find himself. He is unsure of his future and seems ok with going with the flow." she said and looked at Harry with a hollow smile.

"Yeah, well if I've learned anything in my life Dorothy, it's to live your life to the fullest. Don't let a second go un-cherished," said Harry.

"I think your right Harry Potter, which is why I want to tell you something," Dorothy replied in a soft whisper. "I want you, I don't want to be your girlfriend or anything, but I want you in a completely carnal way."

"Right," Harry said looking at her a bit confused, "so you want."

"I want this," she said interrupting Harry and moving her hand up his inner thigh and grabbing his semi hard cock.

"Okay," Harry said with a bit of a laugh.

Dorothy smiled and pulled Harry's towel away at the same time removing her own. Her tits were spectacular; they must have been D cups. Her tan skin covered every inch, no tan lines, he looked her up and down, and she reminded him of a Barbie doll with her long legs. He wondered where she was able to lay out in the sun naked, but her grasping his cock and beginning to stroke it quickly brought his thoughts back to the present. She leaned over him and kissed his lips softly, then traced a path down his chin to his neck and then chest, over his belly and abs and finally down to his cock.

"My goodness this is big, I wonder if I can take the whole thing?" she whispered to herself.

She licked it from its base to tip several times, looking back up to Harry's green eyes. She winked at him and then took his entire length deep as her lips wrapped around his girth and sucked on him hard. Dorothy attacked his cock and began bobbing up and down while she began grunting with each bob of her head. Harry ran his fingers through her blond and pink hair, which was damp from the steam and the shower trying to slow her pace but she resisted and continued her frantic sucking. It felt great, but Harry was still surprised at her tenacity. He had been lying back and she was kneeling on the bench below him, now Harry sat up and faced the kneeling Dorothy to allow her better access. One of her hands grabbed his ass and the other started to squeeze his balls softly, she was quite skilled at this and Harry was soon moaning and grinding his hips into her waiting mouth.

A few minutes of this and Harry was about ready to explode, he warned Dorothy of this and she just looked into his eyes and continued sucking him as he orgasmed and came in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and finally released him from the vacuum of her lips. His wet cock slid from her mouth and she smiled at him.

"You taste yummy Harry, I've wanted to do that for a long time, but even more after I saw Rachel doing it to you that night of tryouts," she said.

"My pleasure, literally," Harry laughed.

"I hope I wasn't to forward, I sometimes get a little excited," she giggled.

"I'm glad you get excited, maybe I can do something for you now?" Harry asked.

Dorothy looked down at his half hard cock and smiled again, she then climbed onto the bench he was on and stayed on her knees. Harry got onto the bench she came from and knelt behind her. Her cute ass was on display as he ran his hands up the back of her legs and ran them over her curves. Her pussy was bare and wet and his fingers brushed her slit as he licked her inner thigh. She shuttered as his tongue reached her clit and her began to lick her deep and slowly. She tasted sweet and tart all at the same time and his hands squeezed her ass as he licked her in a slow methodic rhythm. She moaned loudly as he gave her oral and soon was pushing back towards him trying to get his tongue deeper. Harry's face was soon covered with her wetness as she came while he licked her.

"I want your cock Harry," Dorothy cooed.

Harry stood up, his cock had hardened again and he quickly slid it into Dorothy's tight pussy. He fucked her hard and fast, really pounding her deeply.

"Oh Merlin yes Harry, your filling me up!" she yelled into the steamy room.

Harry held her by the hips and watched her tits shake with his every thrust; she soon screamed another orgasm and Harry knew he was not going to hold on very long himself. After her cries of pleasure subsided, Harry pulled out of her and she rolled onto her back. She spread her legs wide and put a foot over each of his shoulders. He slid inside her again and with the same machine like precision the two athletic bodies fucked hard for several minutes, this time Harry pinched her nipples as he finally came hard, pulling out just in time to blow his cum all over her tummy and chest.

"Wow Dorothy, you are one amazing woman." Harry panted, his body covered in sweat and glistening.

She just smiled up at Harry, "Thanks Harry, now lets go shower off," and she got up and led Harry out of the Sauna. He enjoyed following her down the hallway staring at her tight ass into the girls shower and they both got under a rainfall of hot water and kissed and soaped each other clean. They both got dressed and made their way up to the castle through the now dark grounds. Harry let her enter the common room ahead of him, so as not to alarm anyone paying too close attention to how long it had taken the two of them to come back after the rest of the team.