Author's Note:
Hi Everyone! Thanks for all your reviews and continued support! I also want to definitely thank my beta, Yen, for her super awesome beta'ing job of this next chapter! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! :3
Although I typically do not reply directly to particular Guest Reviews (as there is no option to do so for PM replies), I did want to briefly 'publicly reply' to a Guest Comment regarding my OC, Supreme Medi-Witch Gertrude: If I hadn't added Gertrude into the story, and instead had Madame Pomfrey just happen to know all about such rare Male Pregnancies (which hadn't happened in about 200 years), I think that would have made Pomfrey a Mary-Sue character. So, by adding Gertrude, who is much older and has had a lot more education and experience, I think this prevented Pomfrey from becoming a Mary-Sue character. I don't really consider Gertrude to be a Mary-Sue character either, as the older one is, the more knowledge they get, and the more secure they likely are in their opinions. Plus, working at St. Mungo's must be very stressful and a very fast-paced job – so Gertrude's dealing with an upset Headmaster Dumbledore, and quickly subduing him, is probably nothing in grand comparison. And truthfully, Dumbledore was probably expecting an attack to come from Voldemort, not anyone else, and so Dumbledore's attention probably wasn't on Gertrude, and thus made it easier for Gertrude to 'attack' Dumbledore. It may have also been considered OOC for Minerva to curse/hex/etc Dumbledore, unless Minerva suspected that Dumbledore was not really Dumbledore (i.e. unless Minerva thought Dumbledore was an imposter, like the fake/polyjuiced Mad-Eye Moody). Plus, Minerva's specialty is Transfiguration – I'm not sure how good her Sleeping spells are, but a Medi-Witch would probably be great at such Spelling spells. But thank you for your thoughtful Review, and I'm happy that you are otherwise enjoying this story! I hope this explanation has also helped Everyone to better understand why adding Gertrude was definitely necessary to this story.
That being said, please enjoy this chapter! XD
[End of Ch. 36]:
Gertrude then turned to the three boys, two of which were still on their feet, but now had their wands lowered, while the third boy, her patient, was breathing raggedly, flushed, and shifting in bed – he was clearly aroused. This, coupled with the fact at how quickly he was affected by said arousal, signaled that Evan needed to begin engaging in sexual intercourse to obtain more Natural Magical Energy from the fathers in order to maintain the pregnancy as soon as possible. "Duckie," Gertrude addressed Evan, "Where do you believe your children's conception occurred? Because such pregnancies have been shown to be best maintained in the location of conception. You, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy need to go to that location such that you three can initiate maintaining this pregnancy – the signs in your body clearly show this needs to be done immediately."
Mortifying though it was to hear Gertrude say that, Voldemort's body couldn't agree more as the need to be thoroughly fucked intensified, pulling another unintentional whimper from him. "Hah… I… that r-room," he found himself unable to articulate the precise room, as he had only been unknowingly led there once. "H-Harry… the room where… the f-first time… we all… hah…" Voldemort gasped out.
"The Room of Requirement," Harry and Draco spoke virtually simultaneously.
Nodding her head, Gertrude asked, "Duckie, can you walk there?"
"Nhh… I… I th-think so," Voldemort huffed as he scooted to the edge of the bed, and then shakily got to his feet, astonished by his quick deterioration.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, you two help guide him to that room. Then, once there, I would assume you know what to do?" Without pausing Gertrude elaborated, "Basically engage in the same activity you did in order to make him pregnant in the first place. Hint: Deep penetration is key, and do ensure that you ejaculate inside him. Any questions?"
Gertrude had to withhold her laughter at how red all three boys' faces got as they all stammered out various forms of 'No Ma'am.' "Very well, be sure to send a Patronus or other messenger to us here in the Medi-Wing if you need any help, or have any more questions. I will make arrangements to stay the night until we speak more tomorrow." She finished and gestured to the door, which she now opened with her usual wand, signaling for the boys to help Evan to that Room of Requirement.
Harry waved a quick goodbye to a smiling Hermione and a very red-faced and gob-smacked Ron, and glanced at the remaining occupants, before departing with Evan and Draco.
Harry and Draco ended up having to partially carry Evan down to the Room of Requirement. Luckily, it wasn't too far from the Hospital-Wing, relatively speaking for how massive Hogwarts was.
"Don't worry, Evan. We're almost there," Harry said encouragingly, as they rounded the final corner to the hallway that would lead to their final destination.
"O-Ok… p-please h-hurry," Voldemort gasped, as he continued stumbling towards their destination with the other two boys' help.
Harry and Draco were increasingly concerned with Evan's current state. But, they took comfort in Gertrude's attitude and confidence that they could successfully get Evan to the room without more assistance. Besides, with every step towards that door, the more excited and aroused Harry and Draco got, knowing they were soon going to be inside of Evan's tight body again. And from the boy's current state – he wouldn't be putting up any sort of resistance.
Harry barely had to spare a thought for what he 'Required' the Room to provide for them, before he tugged open the door handle, and proceeded inside. This time, the room was almost bare, the exception being only one piece of furniture – a very large, comfy looking bed in the center, with red-colored sheets.
Ah… perfect!
Voldemort Goes Back To School
Chapter 37
Perks to Maintaining a Pregnancy
POV: Voldemort/Evan, Harry, and Draco
Closing the door behind them, Harry and Draco guided Evan to the bed and sat him down on the edge. Harry quickly unbuttoned and pulled off Evan's robe, while Draco removed Evan's shoes and socks before he undid the button on Evan's trousers, and pulled the zipper down. Harry and Draco then proceeded to drag both the boy's trousers and boxers down his creamy thighs, calves, feet, and then off, tossing them aside onto the floor.
Harry and Draco paused to take in the arousing sight of Evan's naked form as the boy shifted backwards towards the middle of the bed. His belly was still flat, though they figured that would soon change, and his hips were shifting restlessly, length hard and dripping, and legs spread.
Why are they stopping?! Voldemort wondered as he semi-consciously bit his lip, unable to sit still - he needed them. By the looks on their faces, it certainly looked like they wanted him too. Not able to wait a moment longer, Voldemort spread his legs wider, while whimpering, "P-Please… Nhh… H-Harry… Uhnn… D-Draco… P-Please… I… I…n-need…"
And that was all he had to say, before both boys quickly disrobed, and joined him on the bed.
"S'alright, E-Evan… Gonna make sure we get you r-ready…" Draco whispered heatedly into Evan's ear, shooting a mischievous glance at Harry, who was now behind Evan. Draco cast the silent, wandless lubrication spell over his and Harry's fingers.
Harry maneuvered Evan between his legs, such that the boy's back lay against Harry's chest. Harry then slid his slickened fingers over Evan's chest, tweaking the boy's right nipple. Upon hearing a sharp intake of breath, he began unabashedly rolling the nub between his slick fingertips, resulting in the boy arching his back, seeking more stimulation.
Meanwhile, Draco placed two fingers alongside Evan's pale left inner thigh, and proceeded to slowly drag those slickened fingers up, until they reached Evan's entrance, only to pause and tease around the rim, making the boy buck, trying to get them to enter him.
"Nhhh! P-Please! O-Oh! P-Please… I… D-Dra… I n-nee…" Voldemort moaned, writhing between them.
The sight of Evan being so needy, made Draco's blood rush southward. Draco grabbed Evan's right hip with his left hand, holding him in place. The blond then pressed those same two fingers into the boy's tight channel, unrelentingly and despite Evan's attempted struggle – whether in pleasure or slight pain – Draco did not pause until they were all the way inside. He then promptly began wriggling his fingers around, searching for that sweet spot, and then –
"AAAHHHH! NNNHH! AAHHHNNN! I… NNHH! ….M-More! Nhhh!" The Dark Lord keened as he jerked uncontrollably every time those fingers pressed up against that spot. Subconsciously trying to provoke the two boys into giving him what he needed most, Voldemort wriggled down further into Harry's lap while his knees rose up, presenting his finger-filled pink puckered entrance even more clearly to the boys.
"G-ds! E-Evan… you are… so sexy like this…" Draco breathed as he started to spread his fingers inside the boy's tight heat, stretching him to take his and Harry's cocks. "Fuck… Need to… nhh… f-fuck you… so perfect… so perfect l-like this…"
"AAAHNNN! Y-YESSS! UHNNN!" Voldemort moaned again.
"D-Draco… She said that… this… that we… should do th-this quickly… r-right?" Harry asked hoarsely, while he continued his ministrations against the two nubs on Evan's chest, making the boy jerk up with each pass of his fingers.
"S-Seems that way…" Draco said with a lascivious smirk, not hesitating to press a third finger into Evan, and thrust all three inside him a few more times, before withdrawing his hand from Evan's entrance.
"Y-You go first… I think it's been longer… since you've been… inside him…" Harry offered.
Draco nodded, not that he thought he'd be able to allow Harry to go first anyway, with how hard and turned-on he currently was. He then cast the wandless lubrication spell on his cock. "Alright E-Evan… Get ready… Gonna… gonna give you… wh-what you n-need," Draco gasped out as he leaned forward and placed his left hand on the bed to Evan's right side and Harry's right leg, while he held his cock in his right hand and guided it to Evan's twitching hole. As soon as he felt the head begin pushing into Evan's heat, Draco's typical careful composure shattered. He released his length and grabbed Evan's left hip, yanking the boy's middle towards him as he thrust his cock deep into the unbearably delicious tightness of the boy's channel. Not even pausing, Draco pulled his hips back only to slam back into the boy below, changing his angle with every thrust, again seeking out the sweet nub within the boy that would make him —
"AAAAHHHH! AAAHHHH! TH-THERE! NHHH! Y-YESSS! TH-THERE! …. NHHH! OHHHH!" The Dark Lord shrieked as Draco's thrusting cock unceasingly rammed against his prostate.
"Uhnnn… E-Evan… Y-You… Nhhh… W-Were… m-made f-for… th-this…" Draco ground out… "Y-You were… m-made to be… f-fucked… by c-cock… H-Hardly took… nhhh… a-any time… f-for you… to open… open up… for me… ahnn."
A part of Voldemort thought he should be angry at Draco's words, but instead, he only felt more found himself moaning and writhing on Draco's thrusting shaft. "NNHHH! C-CLOSE… I…. S'CLOSE…. HNNN!"
Draco couldn't stop himself from continuing. "I-If you… nhhh… weren't al-already… p-pregnant… f-fuck… I'd… I'd… f-fuck a b-baby into… nhhh… into you… r-right now…" Draco growled possessively as his pace became faster, harder, and more erratic at the thought of impregnating Evan again.
"AAAAHHHH! AAAHHHH! I'M…. I'M… G-GONNA! I'M… G-GONNA! DRA- I'M… I'M… AAAAAAHHHHNNN! Voldemort wailed as his prostate was assaulted by Draco's cock, while his mind was overwhelmed with thoughts of being impregnated again – this time, on purpose – all of which drove him over the edge of release.
"UHNNN! FUCK…. F-FUCK… S'GOOD…" Draco shouted as Evan's passage contracted rhythmically around his length. From where he was kneeling on the bed, he grasped both of Evan's hips harshly as he continued pushing deeply into the boy, chasing his own release, practically able to count down to the inevitable sweet orgasm he could feel just about to break free… with thrust four… three… two… one… "AAAAHHHHNNNN!" Draco shouted as his seed pulsed from his length deep into Evan's body… to his womb. "F-FUCK! NNHHH!" Draco yelled again at that thought, shooting another spurt of his release into the boy – into the mother of his unborn child.
Harry was still seated behind Evan all this while, teasing the boy's sensitive nipples, and with the boy's writhing about, Harry's cock had found its way between the soft and warm cleft of the boy's undulating arse. When Draco's spell-slickened cock had thrust into Evan, some of that slick had trickled down Evan's crevice, and onto Harry's own shaft.
Harry pressed his hips forward, thoroughly enjoying the now slippery chasm between Evan's arse. He found that when he pressed forward far enough, the tip of his length was brushed by Draco's cock as it entered Evan's passage. It reminded Harry of the morning after they had sex with Evan in the Room of Requirement for the first time, when he and Draco both had morning erections, but Evan was still asleep, resulting in Harry getting on top of Draco and stroking their naked cocks together until they came.
Between these sensations against his highly sensitized shaft, Evan's unending moans of pleasure, and Draco's dirty talk – including how Draco wanted to fuck another baby into Evan, Harry rushed to wrap his right hand around his length tightly – preventing himself from spontaneously orgasming.
Oh Merlin! I can't believe Draco just said that! I mean, it was fucking hot, but damn! If Even weren't pregnant, but Draco knew he could get pregnant, would Draco really try to impregnate Evan?! That's just, fuck, that's insanely hot! But, I gotta keep it together. I can't lose it until I'm inside of Evan – for the sake of our… our… ch-children. Harry coached himself down, away from peaking too soon.
As soon as Draco pulled out of Evan, Harry slid out from behind Evan to take Draco's place. Draco however, settled himself on his knees to Evan's right side, as he then cast the same silent wandless lubrication spell on Harry's cock.
Now that Voldemort had Draco's release (and Draco's Natural Magical Energy) inside of him, his mind began to partially clear. Although he still felt needy, and the sight of Harry, aroused and naked, between his legs was fueling that neediness, Voldemort struggled against it. Oh Slytherin! If we do this, then Dumbledore will know I allowed Harry, my Worst Mortal Enemy, to fuck me… again! No! I can't allow that. I need to… to… go and kill Dumbledore first! Then… then we can resume these… these… 'activities'! Voldemort decided resolutely. But before he could say or do anything, Harry had moved forward and was pressing the tip of his shaft into his twitching entrance.
"Ahhnn! W-Wait!" Voldemort gasped, torn between wanting to stop to kill a particular meddling old coot first and wanting to continue now.
Harry paused, groaning at the tight squeeze of Evan's heat against the head of his length. Pretty much every part of him wanted to keep pressing forward, but Evan's abrupt request that he wait, broke through the lustful haze in his mind. He needed to make sure Evan was alright, and that he wasn't doing anything to hurt their children. "Nhh… W-What's wr-wrong, Evan?" Harry gasped out.
"Ssttt!" Voldemort instinctively found himself pressing his hips down onto Harry's shaft, trying to get more of it inside of him, while he attempted to think. G-Good question… w-why did I want him to s-stop again? Oohhh… f-feels so g-good! "Nhhh… p-please…" Was all Voldemort could manage, not even sure what it was he really needed, but confident that Harry would provide it.
"D-Draco?" Harry questioned, hoping maybe the blond could figure out what it was Evan was trying to say. Harry found himself unable to think clearly – probably due to a significant amount of blood that typically resided in his head, was now instead concentrated in his 'lower-head', which was begging to be used more.
"I got it, don't worry," Draco said confidently. He leaned forward from where he knelt beside Evan and ran his tongue through Evan's release that had splattered his own belly just moments earlier. "Mmm… is this what you want, Evan?" Draco licked his lips, tasting the sweet saltiness of Evan's release, before leaning back down for some more, slowly swirling his tongue down the boy's belly towards where the boy's cock was again getting hard. "Mmm… want me to get you fully hard again? You'd like that, right?" Draco soothed in a sultry voice as he then moved to lick a firm strip from the base of Evan's cock to the tip, where he proceeded to suck lightly before pressing his tongue into the slit again and repeating the process over and over.
"MMmmnffft! D-Draco! Aahnnh!" Voldemort gasped as his hips shot forward, seeking more of that wet mouth around him. Consequently, the movement of his hips also pressed him further onto Harry's cock.
"Uhhh! E-Evan… C-Can I…" Harry gasped, still trying to hold himself back, in case Evan still wasn't ready for him yet.
"Y-YESSS! Hhnnn! M-More! P-Please!" Voldemort begged, all thoughts of Dumbledore completely forgotten.
Thankful that Evan had given him the go-ahead, Harry carefully pressed forward into the boy. He didn't want to risk hurting him, after all, he was carrying their children, with a risky pregnancy, and not to mention Draco had been somewhat rougher than Harry expected he would be, even though it had been HOT!
Taking deep breaths, Harry continued to slowly push forward until he was fully seated within the boy. He had hoped to give him some time to adjust, but it didn't seem as if Evan was planning on cooperating with that notion as he immediately started writhing below him.
"Ahhnn! P-Please! Please! Hnnn… H-Harry! M-Move!" Voldemort found himself pleading.
"E-Evan… hmm…" Harry gasped. He couldn't wait any longer, and drew his hips backward, before slowly reentering the boy, beginning a steady slow rhythm, one he was sure wouldn't hurt the boy or their children, but the slow pace was torture for him. All he wanted to do was shove forward and lose himself in Evan, but he resisted, with great difficulty – being increasingly wound up with how lust-provoking it was watching Draco continue to suck on Evan's length like it was the most tasty dessert in the world.
"Nnnhh! P-Please! N-Need…nhhh… M-More! …. P-Please! Uhhnn! ….H-Harder! …Nhhh!" Voldemort again begged The-Boy-Who-Was-Going-To-Frustrate-Him-To-Death!
"Ahn… C-Can't… Ev-Evan… I c-can't… Hahhn… D-Don't wanna… h-hurt… nhh… y-you… or… or… the… b-babies…" Harry breathed out between huffs of pleasure.
"Uhnnn! N-Not gonna h-hurt us… Hnnn! P-Please… P-Promise… N-Need this… uhnnn… H-Harder!" Voldemort practically cried in frustration, with Draco's mouth on his length and Harry's cock in his arse. He was being led up heights of pleasure he hadn't known existed, and it was too much, and yet not enough – Harry wasn't even touching that spot inside of him yet, and he was already this lost.
Those desperate words were all Harry needed to hear. Tightening his hold on the boy's thighs and pushing them higher, giving him deeper access to the boy's insides, Harry slammed forward hard – right into the boy's sweet spot.
"UUWWAAA! AAAAHHH! AAAAHHN! Y-YESSS! TH-THERE! AUUHNNN! F-FUUHH! AAAHNN! AAHHHN!" Voldemort keened as Harry's cock rammed into his prostate and continued to assault that spot unrelentingly.
"UHNN! F-FUCK! NNHH! E-EVAN! UHNN! R-Really w-were… Uhnn… m-made… Uhnn… f-for… th-this… Uhnnn!" Harry got out, completely agreeing with Draco's earlier assessment, with each thrust into the sweetly undulating boy beneath him.
"AAAHHNN! C-CLOSE!... UHNNN! Y-YESSS! NNHHH! CLOSE!" Voldemort shrieked as Harry's cock battering against his sweet spot drove his body towards the edge of another climax. "S'GOOD! I… S'CLOSE!... I… I'M… UUHNNN…. I'M… G-GONNA… I…. I…. I'M… G-ONN…. I…. AAAAAAHHHHH!" Voldemort wailed as Harry ground the head of his shaft into that spot, forcing the Dark Lord's body into peaking again, his release being readily captured by Draco's waiting mouth.
"EV-! F-FUCK! I'M… AAAAHHN!" Harry shouted as Evan's insides clamped down on his throbbing shaft, pulling his release right out of him, and deep into the boy's channel.
Voldemort allowed Harry to remain within him for several long moments, before he made a sound of protest – partly due to tiredness and partly because he finally remembered about Dumbledore… but sleep was quickly creeping up on him. It was far more of an emotionally charged day than he would have ever expected, and so now, he was EXHAUSTED. That was so worth it, though. I really needed that. Fuck it. Dumbledore can wait until tomorrow. Much later tomorrow, Were the last thoughts in Voldemort's head, before he fell into a deep slumber.
Harry and Draco withdrew from Evan's body, aware that he had already fallen asleep. Chuckling softly between them at how cute he looked, they again settled on either side of Evan to rest. Their hands found each other and interlocked over Evan's middle, where their unborn children had certainly been well Maintained that day.
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