Chapter 37 - 'Harry's' Payback
Hermione Granger was being followed. For the last month, she had been sure that someone from the harem had been following her before, between and after classes. She knew only that they were from the harem, but whom out of the long list, she could not be sure. For Harry however, the days leading up to the final task of the Triwizard Tournament were quickly fading away and although Harry had learned all his competitors secrets, spells and plans for the task, he was no closer to being able to perform such advanced magic that the other champions were easily capable of.
Harry wasn't very stressed out however; he always had ways of releasing his pent up energy, even without using the Spellbook of Desires. Ginny Weasley had become quite the little harem slut as the school year had progressed; so much so that she now didn't even bother sleeping in her own bed. After her widely known feat of fucking every harem member, Ginny no longer felt it necessary to hide her slutty behavior and lack of personal dignity. Almost every night she could be found in a member's bed, either sucking on magical cock or eating a witch's pussy.
In the mornings she could be found softly waking up the Triwizard Champion with her delicate, hot and wet mouth. On the morning a week before the Third Task, Ginny was busy at work dealing with the pesky morning wood Harry had accumulated throughout the night. Ginny had snuck out from the warm covers the still sleeping Hermione's bed after pulling her fingers from her horny pussy. They had again fallen asleep the night before in each other's embraces. Hermione had dumped a sticky load deep in her pussy and instead of untangling with her passionate lover; Ginny had simply fell asleep with her shaft still buried deep inside her.
She quietly snuck across the dorms not alerting any of the fellow Gryffindors and crawled onto her master's ruffled sheets. She could see that although Harry was still sleeping deeply, he had been either dreaming about her sweet snatch or Hermione's hot tight teenage twat.
"Fuck Harry... You're harder than I've ever seen!" Ginny quietly exclaimed to herself as she pulled down his covers to get a good look at his raging hard manhood. The sight of it always sent a tingle of both anticipation and horniness through her entire body. She licked her lips and before she could even blink, she had half of his tasty shaft in her hot wet mouth. Harry stirred, but didn't wake; the sensation was pleasant enough to keep him totally at ease and at rest while Ginny serviced him like the good whore of a slave she was.
"I knew I'd find you over here before I woke up!" Hermione laughed, as she entered the room and wiped the sleep out of her eyes. She was used to waking up to find Ginny over on Harry's bed deep-throating his hard cock while he slept.
"I couldn't resist getting another taste!" she whispered back to Hermione, trying not to wake her slumbering master. "You can join in you know" Ginny winked back at Hermione, wiggling her naked ass towards the now turned on Alpha.
"Cant, Fleur wants to see me about something, you could summon Barry, without waking Harry." she sighed to herself with a grin on her face before quietly shutting the door behind her. Ginny puzzled before feeling a familiar cock being pressed against her tight teenage pussy. She quickly looked behind to see a second version of Harry, standing behind her, before he his entire cock into her welcoming warm pussy.
"Mmmppfff... Barry... how'd... you get... summoned!" Ginny moaned, sucking harder on Harry's cock as Barry started to plug her from behind with ever-increasing speed.
"Shit Ginny... Watch your fucking teeth you dirty slut!" Harry groaned, after a savagely hard thrust from Barry caused Ginny to accidently bite down on his pulsing hard cock.
"I knew you were fucking awake you faker" Ginny said after pulling her mouth off his cock for a second to smile up at her master.
"Just finish me off... I'm nearly there!" Harry replied looking as though he was in pain. Ginny didn't even bother responding; she engulfed his entire shaft in one gulp, causing Harry to groan out in release as his cock jetted out thick sticky loads of his cum directly down his horny subject's throat. Barry was soon to follow; not even bothering to tell Ginny of his impending orgasm, he simply grunted in satisfaction, slammed his cock as deep into her as possible and spewed out stream after stream of his hot sticky seed directly into her womb.
"That's a good start to the day!" Harry sighed in relief with both Ginny and Barry giggling in agreement.
As Ginny and Harry awoke to a very pleasant morning; Hermione opened her eyes to see a most distressing sight. Fleur Delacour was smiling down at her, looking as though she had finally won the battle of wills between the two. Hermione was completely helpless to anything; her wrists and ankles were tied tightly, there was gag in her mouth to prevent her from calling for help and possible screaming out in pain, and she could see that her wand had already been taken from her and was sitting several feet away from her current location. She tried to scream something incomprehensible at the grinning Fleur, but only a muffled and muted yelp came out.
After she had left Gryffindor tower, Fleur and stalked Hermione until she was alone and then stunned her, and dragged her into a more private location. Her reasoning was simple, she would make Hermione take part in the calendar photo shoot, that way not remembering and tipping off Harry to her and Cho's secret plan.
"You are not going to tell 'arry about zis!" Fleur said authoratively to the bound Hermione, who gave her a befuddled look. "Infact, mon amie, you won't remember anything from today." Fleur wiggled the control coin with 'HG' engraved on it, smiling mischievously at Hermione, whilst holding several other vials just out of sight. She then knocked Hermione out again, she still needed time to set things up for the photo-shoot.
Taking the initiative, Fleur had constructed an elaborate, yet simplistic plan for securing Hermione's participation in the calendar, without alerting Harry. The first step had been the procuring Hermione's control coin and a stamina potion from Harry's room, as well as a few of his hairs. She had managed this by waking early and pinching the items whilst Harry slept, the night she and harry had scouted out the competition. As Fleur strode out of Gryffindor tower, her pilfered items hidden in her pockets, she quickly read the potion's description, so she knew what she was getting in to.
The potion's description read:
Reserves running low... Need an a little extra for a special gal. Look no further than this simple to make potion, which increases the drinker's stamina and potential orgasm. No longer will any drinker be limited to one orgasm; after drinking this pink potion, you'll have more than enough to have several rounds with whomever you want. Upon drinking this potion, its effects will last up to 24 hours, no matter how many orgasms you go through! Warning! There is a substantial increase in semen quantities when cumming!
Harry woke to find Fleur gone, and his trunk open, but he didn't find anything missing on the first search, before Hermione quickly drew his attention. The second step in her plot was to make sure she did her homework on where and when Hermione could be found on every day of the week. If she was going to take her chance on the Harem alpha, she was going to make sure there was no evidence linking any disappearance to her and no witnesses who could testify otherwise. For this, she used had used a surprising skill at blending into the background, she borrowed Cho's robes and followed her to classes, the library and anywhere else she went. Miraculously she wasn't noticed, as she did nothing to make her presence known, when schoolwork was the focus, the beautiful Fleur Delacour wasn't on Hermione's mind.
To maximize the amount of time she would have with the bookworm, she had decided to seek her chance on a Friday afternoon, following the day`s classes. This would alleviate any suspicions to her whereabouts and her absence could be chalked up to anything from studying in the library or visiting her boyfriend Harry, and Cho would likely be doing her homework, so Fleur would have her alpha to herself. If she did it right, she`d likely have the full weekend to truly get the perfect pictures for the calendar, and cement her position in the harem, as Hermione's equal. The final step to her plan was using the Stupefy spell to knock her out when she was alone, tie her wrists and ankles, and gag her mouth. She was able to carry her to the Room of Requirement, which she had learnt about from Luna, and prepare her for what would surely be a memorable weekend.
Hermione was completely vulnerable and although Fleur hadn't actually done anything to her and her clothes were still on, she awoke the second time to see Harry staring down at her, smiling at the sight.
"Hey there Mione, nice of you to finally wake up" Fleur said, in the Polyjuice guise of Harry, to the drowsy and disoriented Hermione. She blinked a couple of times before she realized the kind of situation she was truly in. Totally immobilized and tied to a bed, Hermione was completely at the mercy of the out of character Harry Potter; there was little she could do to stop whatever came next. Her muffled cries for help did nothing to assuage the aura of control directed at her by the masterful Fleur. "I wanted you to be awake for the whole thing; especially this!" he said before pulling out a small vial from his pocket and showing the immobilized and helpless Hermione what it said.
She knew exactly what she was in for as soon as she read the potions name and description. She let out a string of obscenities at Fleur; all of which came out in a muffle that only made 'Harry' chuckle with delight before draining the entire vial and proceeding to disrobe in front of her.
"Mmmmpfff... Mmmmmppfff...!" Hermione screamed into her gag as she felt two sets of hands paw at her Gryffindor school uniform and tear off all of her clothes, including her bra and panties. The two familiar figures of Barry and Larry continued to giggle in amusement and arousal as they unceremoniously groped her firm but nubile little breasts, pinched her rosy little nipples and caressed her entire body. Fleur had heard of Harry's ability to summon a clone of himself, and in her Polyjuice state, she had bested him by summoning two clones, the second she called Larry, matching his rhyming pattern. She let out a small gasp of surprise when she felt Barry slide one of his fingers into her tight cunny without a warning.
"That cunt belongs to me Larry!" 'Harry' scolded the horny copy with a slap of his hand. "There'll be plenty of time for you and Barry to have fun with her after me."
With that, Larry and Barry backed off while 'Harry' got onto the bed and cut the bindings holding Hermione's ankles together. Hermione instantly tried to kick 'Harry' off of her and make a desperate attempt at her escape, but Larry and Barry were too quick for her; pinning her legs down so that they were wide open and her sweet teenage snatch was wide open for everyone to see. 'Harry' ran his fingers up and down the thin 'HP' of brown pubic hair above Hermione's tight pussy before he got onto his stomach and buried his head in her wide open snatch.
"Mmmmm... I do love the taste of this sweet pussy though!" 'Harry' said, almost to himself as he gloried in the sweet taste of her teenage pussy.
"Mmmppff... unghhhh... Mmmmppfff" Hermione retorted, obviously having an easy time liking what 'Harry' was doing with his tongue.
"Like that slut... You're going to like this even more!" 'Harry' replied by getting on top of her and guiding his eight inches towards her vulnerable twat. There was nothing Hermione could do but close her eyes and take whatever 'Harry' was about to inflict on her. Surprisingly however, 'Harry' was a lot gentler than she thought he would be. He gently slid his eight inches in and out of her at a slow smooth speed, causing little or no pain to her.
"Unnnhhhhh...Mmmmmmm!" moaned Hermione into her gag as 'Harry' slowly slid into her with a quickening pace. Seeing the contentment on Hermione's face from his slow gentle pace, 'Harry' decided to kick it into high gear and wipe that smug look of joy off her visage in a hurry. "Owwwww...!" she screamed seconds later as 'Harry' arched his back and started to slam his cock into her harder and deeper.
"That's it slut... Take it deep!" he cried as he savagely pounded his shaft into her. Her juices coated his cock on multiple occasions as he fucked her for nearly half an hour straight without break.
During that entire half an hour, Hermione took 'Harry's' onslaught without another peep. Using that time, Hermione concerned herself only with enduring her seemingly endless fate. She twisted and turned while being pummelled by the otherwise occupied 'Harry', doing her best to wiggle her way over to the side of the bed and ever closer to her forgotten wand. If she could just reach out and grab it with her tied wrists, she'd be able to gain control of Harry's bizarre rape scenario. It took nearly an entire thirty minutes and although her pussy was raw from the severe fucking it had gotten, she was finally in position to reach over and grab her wand. Her fingers fumbled around the base of the wand and just as she was ready to pick it up and curse her assaulters to oblivion 'Harry' caught her movement out the corner of his eye.
"Fucking bitch... Almost... But not quite!" 'Harry' laughed, reaching out to snatch her wand from her outstretched fingers. Without hesitation, he picked up the wand, put it right in front of her face and snapped it in half. "Oops!"
"Mmmmm... Mmmpppffff" Hermione growled before she felt a strange sensation deep inside her. As if on cue, 'Harry' grunted out in exaltation as he pasted her womb with his super-powered sperm and filled the helpless witch with a massive load of his hot sticky cum. If it hadn't been for the fact that she was being fucked against her will and filled by her boyfriend, Hermione would have enjoyed the warm trickle of cum coursing through her pussy and down onto the bed sheets. 'Harry' tossed the two sparking pieces of Hermione's wand onto the bedside table and pulled out of her used and abused cunt with a triumphant smile on his face.
Over the next two days, Hermione had to endure the brutal anal and vaginal assaults from 'Harry' on multiple occasions. She inevitably blacked out every few hours and always awoke to either one or two of the trio slamming their cocks into her pussy, ass or both at the same time. To further degrade her beyond anything yet experienced by Hermione, 'Harry' and his clones made sure take pictures of her cum-filled naked body. By Sunday night, Hermione was exhausted, starved with hunger and nearly dying of thirst. She had been brutally assaulted for nearly two and half straight days without stop and as 'Harry' got ready to dump his last load of cum into her used pussy, he grabbed the two broken pieces of Hermione's wand. With one last grunt he fired whatever was left of his potent semen into the depths of her now thoroughly full womb and jammed the two pieces of her wand into both her ass and pussy to plug them up.
Fleur admitted to herself that it had gotten out of hand after the first day, but something inside her had snapped and she had to have Hermione over and over again, for nearly three days until she finally got a hold of whatever made her rape and fuck her Alpha into unconsciousness.
"What 'ave I done?" Fleur said as she blasted the clones of Harry into ashes, and tried to clean up the mess she had made. She waited until the Polyjuice had worn off before returning Hermione to the castle, putting her in the hospital wing, claiming she and Hermione had gotten a little over-excited during their lovemaking. Fleur wanted to hex the arrogant matron who tended to Hermione; Fleur sat on the opposite bed and waited until Hermione began to stir.
"What? Where am I?" Hermione said blearily as she began to wake.
"You will forget the entire weekend, and believe that you and moi spent the weekend getting to know each ozer better. It ended with an incredible sexual frenzy, where my Veela blood overwhelmed you." Fleur whispered, clutching the control coin. Hermione's eyes glazed over, the lie was half true, and so she seemed to accept it fairly quickly.
"Hey Fleur" Hermione said when she noticed the blonde beauty next to her, she smiled and sat up. "I see our antics meant I was hospitalised, anything serious?" she asked looking around.
"Non, only minor bruises to your thighs and ass. Though I could have broken bones if I were full-blooded Veela." Fleur said, blushing at the thought. "Though, you were able to wizstand more zan most men, I'm impressed."
"Heh, well I'm no man" Hermione joked, she tried to sit up, but realised how bruised her ass really was. "I thought Veela charm only worked on men though?"
"Normally, oui" Fleur admitted. "But in a sexual frenzy, the charm can break through any barrier and work on women."
"Where's my wand?" Hermione said, noting its absence from the bedside table. Fleur cursed under her breath, she needed a lie to cover her breaking it in two.
"It broke during our frenzy, I don't remember how exactly" Fleur lied, Hermione sighed, seeming to believe it.
"Hey Mione, Fleur, where have you been all weekend?" Harry asked as he and Cho hurried into the Hospital Wing.