Chapter 27
Stress Relief
'Hey Potter, I How's your Whore-wolf!' Theodore Nott shouted across the Great hall to the sniggering of a few of the other Slytherin boys. Harry rolled his eyes and sat down next to Neville and Ron.
'Granger's not the only whore in Gryffindor.' Dean Thomas muttered loudly.
Ron scowled at the other boy. 'Watch it, Thomas, that's my sister your talking about.' He snapped.
'Well it's true. I mean, we all saw her hugging that Slytherin Fish, Yesterday.' Seamus said. 'I mean everyone knows she's only pretending to be Potter's mate so she can stay with Greengrass. Parkinson's as bent as a Celtic knot and everyone knows it.' The Irish boy sniggered and Thomas sniggered right along with him.
Harry glared at the pair and stood to leave. He was in no mood to deal with their stupidity.
'Harry mate.' Ron said. 'Don't give into them.'
Harry shook his head and walked away not willing to stay and listen to the talk of boys throughout the school today.
'Potter, when you're finished with Granger, you fancy giving her to me? After all you've got more than enough to go around' Nott Sneered, and Harry glowered at him.
'Do shut up Theodore, Just because Abbott, knocked you back, doesn't mean you can go panting after what isn't yours.' Draco said, stiffly, buttering his toast.
'Come on Malfoy, you'd share if you had five girls all to yourself.' Theo said wiggling his eyebrows.
'My sister is not some possession to be passed about at the whims of men, Nott, do hold your tongue before I hex it out!' said a younger voice from down the table. 'Do excuse the crassness of My House mates Potter.' She added nodding to Harry Right.
'I was only joking, jeez Gryffindor's have no sense of humour.' Knott muttered rolling his eyes. 'I am quite happy ploughing my way through the lovely laddies of Hufflepuff, thank you very much.'
'Except Abbott. And Bones of course, unless you got to her before Potter did. Did you?' Zambini muttered and Harry made a noise of disgust and stormed off.
'I rather think we offended poor Potter.' Tracy Davis muttered as she watched the boy walk off.
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Harry's day didn't get much better, he barely passed the practical work in Transfiguration, he'd completely forgotten about the last question of his charms essay and had to spend lunch in the library with an irate Hermione badgering on at him about being prepared and doing his homework on time.
'You really should have had this done before now, Charms is in forty minutes Harry Potter and you've not even started the last question yet!' Hermione nagged.
'I could get it started if you'd help instead of nagging me woman! It's your fault that I forgot about it in the first place!' he snapped back, fiercely flicking through the charms textbook.
'How is it my fault?' The werewolf asked with her arms across her chest and a glare on her forehead.
'Harry, my back's sore can you give it a massage.' Harry said in a high-pitched voice mimicking Hermione's pleading of the night before.
'Sometimes Harry James Potter a Back massage means just a back massage!.' Hermione sniffed indignantly.
Harry stopped and looked at his mate with a raised eyebrow.
'I'm the equivalent of six months' pregnant boy, I'm Horney, and that is your fault! You need to have better time management!' she snipped, looking away from the boy, and he was sure he saw red colour her cheeks.
'Just help me, before Flitwick, gives me a detention to go along with the ones from Snape.' Harry muttered shaking his head.
'Those were Ginny's fault.' Hermione pouted, as she pulled the question sheet towards her.
'Yes and this will be your fault, if you don't help!' Harry stressed. 'I swear you girls are more trouble than Voldemort.'
'Well that's no way to get me to help.' Hermione deadpanned and Harry shot her a pleading look.
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Potions did not go well for Harry either. He was paired with Neville and Harry, who's mind admittedly was on the runs for the quidditch practise that night, wasn't paying much attention to the other boy, who had already botched their potion twice.
'No, Neville!' Harry snapped, as he stopped the boy from adding the lemongrass too early again. 'Here just, shred these.' He said handing the boy some lace fly wings and a chopping board.
'Ten minutes left on your potions.' Snapped called from his desk and Harry looked at the instructions.
'You've got to be kidding me….' Harry said they had at least 25 minutes left on their potion, before it was complete. Closing his eyes he put down his knife, there was little point in him trying to complete the task, when Snape would only vanish the incomplete potion when he called time.
'Giving up Mr Potter?' Snape said with a smirk and Harry bit back a retort, picking up his knife again. How he wished Hermione still had her time turner.
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Harry all but ran to the great hall hoping he could grad himself a roll and butter before he had to dash off to quidditch practise. Snape had by some saving grace allowed Harry and Neville to stay behind and complete the potion, the catch being that they had to start anew when class had ended, meaning that he now had twenty minutes to get to quidditch practise and he hadn't eaten since breakfast. He was starving.
He skidded to a halt in front of the Gryffindor table a buttered a Roll hastily.
'Sit down Harry before you give yourself indigestion!' Ginny said with alarm as she watched her mate come husband scoff down the roll and retch for a second.
'No time.' He said round the remains of the first roll, as he stuck the second in his bag and about turned.
'Good Merlin.' Ginny sighed as she watched the boy hurry away running head first into his Elven mate.
'Harry.' The other girl said weakly.
Harry flashed her a smile and hurried round her. 'Go to go, Sue, see you later!' he called behind him as he hurried off to quidditch practise.
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Harry groaned as he placed his broom next to the portrait hole and slumped against the door.
'Oh!' a voice came from the couch and Harry looked to see his vampire and Mermaid locked in a passionate embrace, both sans bra.
'Hello Harry.' Daphne said.
'Where are the other's?' He said with a groan as he dropped his heavy quidditch gear by the door.
'Hermione and Ginny are spending time with the other Gryffindor's, Susan said she was feeling tired and went to bed.' Pansy said stroking her hand over the other girl's pebbled nipple making her groan and sending a jolt of pleasure through Harry's groin.
'Pan's, our mate looks rather tense.' Daphne said wickedly, her eye glinting mischievously as Pansy lowered her mouth to her nipple.
'Does he.' Pansy moaned around the small pebble and Daphne gripped the slick black hair.
'Yesss.' She hissed and Harry groaned.
'Girls….' He said low in his throat, he wasn't sure wither he wanted them to stop or to continue.
'Is he content to watch or do you think he'd like to join in?' Pansy asked turning to face him her own eye soldering with Lust.
Harry wasted no time in staking over to the girls, grabbing Daphne in a searing kiss as Pansy continued to worship her nipples, a hand going down to the Vampire girl's most private place and teasing with slow feather light touches that made the girl buck and groan into Harry's mouth.
Daphne fumbled with the rest of Harry clothing and stroked her hand around his length, slow and torturous as Pansy was being with her own quim.
'Fuck.' He said into Pansy's hair and panted his breath she felt himself coming closer and closer to the edge.
Pansy pushed Daphne down, causing her to let go of her mate as the mermaid licked her way down her body, and started her pleasure the vampire with her mouth.
'Merlin, Pans.' Daphne said gripping onto the edge of the couch. Harry cocked his head to the side and looked at Pansy's delectable bum waving before him as she pleasured the vampire.
He ran his hands over her hips and her arse cheeks and she stilled lightly as he dipped a finger inside her wet channel. 'Is my little Mermaid, horny?' he whispered in her ear.
Pansy groaned and pushed herself back onto his hand as Daphne's hand came to the back of her head to keep her where she was.
Harry, pumped himself a few times before he pushed himself into Pansy's tight channel, and groaned at the feeling.
'Ohh.' Pansy said as she plunged her fingers into Daphne's wetness and the other girl came crashing to orgasm.
'Shit.' Daphne said as she clung to the couch and rode out her pleasure as she watched her mate plough into Pansy. The other girl struggling to keep herself up under the attack of pleasure.
Harry didn't take long as Pansy clenched herself around him, and he felt himself come with a shout as Pansy and Harry collapsed on top of an equally stated Vampire.
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'Hey pregnant here, get off you great lumps!' Daphne said after a few moments and Harry moved to allow the girl to sit up.
'That was fun.' Pansy said snuggling into Harry. Harry smiled and kissed the top of her head.
'Just what you needed mate?' Daphne said as she sauntered over to her own bedroom door.
Harry snorted. 'I was thinking of a cold shower after practise but that seemed to do the trick as well.' He said as the vampire retreated into her room to dress for bed.
'You have a hard day and your first thought is a shower rather than going to ravish one of your five wives?' Pansy asked blinking.
Harry shrugged, playing with a strand of her hair.
'You Potter are an enigma that I can't fathom.' She said with a giggle and threw his head back and laughed.
'We're not all self-serving like you Slytherin's Pan's.'
'What is that supposed to mean, mate of mine?' she asked coyly.
'Only that I can't help but feel that your little display was a set up.' Harry said moving to tickle the girl.
'I'm offended, Potter, we Slytherin aren't so transparent as that!' she squealed and tried to move away from him, only for him to end up on top of her.
'Maybe but I think you like knowing that you're what was it Daphne called you? Potter-sexual?' he said as he captured her lips in a kiss and had her clawing at his back.
'If I'm Potter-Sexual, that must make you creature-sexual.' She moaned in his ear as he pinched her nipple, before getting off of her and making his way to his room, and his own bathroom.
'Where are you going?' she said blinking at him. She was certain she was going to get a round two.
Harry smirked at her. 'I may have got rid of my stress, but I'm still covered in mud petal, I need a shower.'
'No fair, I can't follow.' She said with a pout as he laughed again.
'I'll make it up to you, love, now I really need a shower.' He said as he closed his bedroom door behind him and Pansy wondered if Daphne would be up for a round two. Or was it four today? She couldn't quite remember.