Godfather and Godson

by Mark Ward1

Sirius Black was always said to be a playboy. What if he taught his godson a bit of his trade. A more mature and savvy boy-who-lived heads off to Hogwarts for his fourth year. (Harry X Multi, Lemons)

10. Ten

Chapter 42: Ferris Wheel (R-18)

Suddenly, he was cut short from his wandering thoughts as a voice growled, "You had no right!"

Turning around, he saw Tonks scowling at him looking every part the Black she was as her hair was black as midnight and her eyes steel grey.

"You know glowering like that takes away from your beauty," he grinned at her, "try to smile some more," he advised.

"Shut it," the witch snarled.

"Okay," Harry said as he held his hands up, "what is going on with you, huh?"

Still giving him her snappish hard glare, he got no response from her, but he did not care as he just bulldozed over. "And I am not talking about whatever this is between you and her."

"Well, it's none of your business," she stated increasing her glare on him.

"It isn't," he agreed, whatever was going on between them, it was on them. He just did not want to see a catfight go down in front of him.

"Good," she said as she sniffed loudly.

"But I am curious to know why you have been avoiding me?" he demanded.

Staying silent for a long while, he expected her to give him no response until she uttered, "It was a mistake!"

"What was?" he asked as he had a growing suspicion of what she was talking about.

"That night," she simply answered as her eyes were hooded by her hair.

"Well if that is how you feel," he said as he did not want to linger on the topic any more than he had to.

"Yes, let's keep things strictly professional between us," and for a moment he heard her voice crack, but he really couldn't make up her expression with her eyes obstructed like that.

"Alright," he declared as he handled the reject better than he would have imagined since this was the first time that broke up with a girl in a sense. Without any more words exchanged between them, he walked on ahead and didn't see that heart broken look on her face.

Proceeding through the packed crowds, they made sure to stick together as it seem like everyone decided to come out of their tents and go about in the whole area.

Suddenly he felt someone's hand against the small of his back, turning around he saw that it was Lily who had a concerned look on her face. "I see that the two of you got into a small fight."

"Yea," Harry answered with a sigh.

"I did not expect that, you two looked awfully close," the busty witch noted.

Not wanting to draw her suspicion so as to keep his options open and not want to bring their sticky situation to light. He answered, "Yea that closest kin to you, always fighting and arguing."

Smiling, the witch seem to coming out of her shell of self-imposed misery, "Don't worry the two of you will make up."

"Hope so," he said with another sigh as he glanced over to the plucky witch. "So what do you do? You must have graduated Hogwarts if you had been in the same year as Tonks."

"I work in the Ministry of Magic," she answered as they finally reached the amusement park. There was a long line just to get into the gateway with showed how crowded the place was. Getting to the back of it, they carried on with their conversation to pass the long wait.

"Wow, the Ministry, I never pegged you as the bureaucrat type."

"Yea, that's me the public servant," she answered with a shrug.

"You mean the Wizengamot servant?" Harry posed with a grin. "Everyone knows that they are the ones that run the show."

"I guess you are right, but we are the ones who carry out whatever law or ruling they pass, whichever way we see fit."

Shrugging his shoulders in agreement, he could see her point. Musing out loud, "So which department do work in?"

"The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, I know its a mouth full," she said with a giggle. "I am the undersecretary for Ms. Roberts the Head of The Being Division."

"Wow, that a pretty high up position for someone that just graduated Hogwarts," Harry observed.

"Well..." she blushed.

"Hold that thought for just a moment," he said as it was finally their turn in the line. Quickly pulling out his magic wallet, he paid for the entry fee for all of them before the girls could even try to get their purses out, just like the gentleman he was. And it was no buggy for him even he was losing more money hand over fist before he could make it back.

Entering through the gates and into the amusement park, Harry spun around to face her again and got their conversation rolling again, "So you were saying?"

"I am ashamed to admit it," she said with a sigh as she got over it in their interim. "But I got the position thanks to my family."

"The Brown family," he said as he quickly pulled out the list of all the noble families in Magic Great Brain that he stuffed into his head. "Its a Baron house, right?"

"Yes," she said with a nod, "we are the lords of Summerfields."

"And your Firebelching and Thunderfury boars," he finished for her.

"Yes," she said as studied him close, "you know your houses pretty well."

"I do all I can to please," he answered with a mocking bow fro his waist.

"and quite the gentlemen, I see," she added in her whole mocking tone.

Smiling he turned to the group at large and asked, "Where would you like to go first?"

"The roller coaster!" Sally shouted which came to a total surprise to every.

"You heard the lady," he said as pointed in some general direction.

Coming to the amusement park was a novel experience for him since he really never went to one in his childhood thanks to the Dursely. But good riddance to them, since he did not have to see their faces again, and he can enjoy it with these lovely hot women.

From the few little he caught from Dudley when his parents always took him there at his demand, this magical amusement park was much different. Firstly it was operated with magic unlike the machines that muggle use.

He could see the enchantments built in the large contraptions and the runes. Still they or the muggles somehow got the idea from one another since rides were pretty the same.

When noon approached they headed over to the carnival and the fun just continued there. There were all kinds of food there some muggle like and other stage dishes only found in the wizarding world like cute sweets, block burgers that tried to bite you, and so much more.

All of them gorged themselves on the food as they tried out a little of everything all the stalls and carts had to offer.

Then it was back to the amusement park to try out its other attractions like haunted houses with real monsters. Or games that were actually real life and other attracts.

Before long, the sun was setting and the sky was starting to darken, called out everyone, "We got enough time for only one more ride."

"Let's go on the Ferris wheel," Lavender put in, "I heard that the view is just spectacular up there."

"Alright," Harry said, "the Ferris wheel it is."

Making it to their last ride for the day, the line for his one was much shorter than all the others as the hour was getting late and everyone seem to had out.

"What do you say to me and you share a ride?" Harry asked the busty witch.

"Tonks wouldn't want me getting close to you,"

"Why wouldn't she?" he asked a bit defensively as he thought the game was up.

"Well you are relatives and I don't she wants me part of any family of hers."

"Hey, I am responsible for myself, and Tonks has no say in the women I am interested in." Well now he did not have to limit himself to her anymore, there were after all many fishes in the pond and they all seem to be interested in him one form or the other.

"Alright fine," she said as she got in the Ferris wheel with him.

Soon they were picking off and were slowly going up into the air. "So..." he tried to began with, but he did not have any time to finish his sentence as the busty witch attacked his lips.

Moaning into his mouth as she enjoyed the taste of his tongue, she broke away for a brief moment giving him a chance to collect himself, and purred into his ear. "Don't say you do not want this when you made me ride along with you."

He couldn't deny she was right, it more like he was hoping this would be happening, but it fortune prick him if he would bulk when his luck came his way. Returning the kiss with the same force as their lips mashed as their tongues wrapped around each other, he reached over to those wonderfully large melons of hers.

Ever since he laid eyes on them, he had the burning desire to wrap his hands around them so now he took it. Letting them pop out of their confines, they bounced wonderfully in front of him and he wondered how she managed to get theses things inside without needing any help.

Reached to her back, he grasped her bra clad and let her bra down off her tits partially and played with her nipples for a few moment, his breath coming out unevenly as he molested them.

They were just as he imagined large, wonderful, and eye inspiring.

"You like mammy's breasts, don't you?" the witch asked in a sultry tone. Seeing the look in his eyes, she pressed them forward and brought his head forward, "You can enjoy them even if I don't have any milk in them."

Not needing to be told twice, Harry attacked them like a savage beast; mauling, groping, and kneading.

"Mmm," the witch moaned as she bite her finger to lower her sound. To add even more on her plate, he started grinding his cock against her panties and she soon found herself essentially straddling his cock.

Already he could feel at this point that it was not doing very well in the 'dry' department. If their clothing wasn't in the way, he would have already found his way into soaking wet cunt with his huge massive stood.

Unable to help herself, the older witch whimpered as he continued grinding, and bouncing her ever so slightly with his movements with her panty clad pussy pressing against his dick over and over again.

Uncalming him from her breasts, he looked at her in confusion and she just smiled at him as she snaked down until she was at his pants. Quickly they were off and his boxers were down to his knees with his schlong out in the open.

"Wow," she said breathlessly as she took in the massive thing. Slowly as if she wasn't believing it was real she reached out and grabbed it.

"Mm, go a little light," he advised with a grunt as she held it a bit too hard.

"Sorry," she whispered quickly, "I... its just so big."

"Thanks, now are going to continue with what you had planned?" he asked as he laced his fingers through her hair.

"Oh, yes," she said as she had on a mischievous look on her face then began with moaning wantonly as she laid kiss after kiss along his shaft, stroking up and down with both hands and pressing her full, pouty lips to his throbbing, pulsating length where ever her hands were not.

Of course, the witch did not come down to his crotch level just to give him kisses. After a few moments, Lily leaned back just enough to plant her lips on the tip of Harry's member, with one last kiss she spread her mouth wide open and took his little brother into her waiting, hungry mouth.

Bobbing her head up and down on his cock, his prick throbbed inside of her mouth, and he groaned in enjoyment above her as he held tight to her head to steady himself.

Not stopping there, Lily began to take his member deeper and deeper into her mouth. Soon her face ends up buried in against the base of his crotch with her nose pressing against his pubes and his ball sack smacking up against her drool-covered chin. Then her tongue starts to make movements inside.

"Aaa," Harry growls much louder as his eyes bulges a bit. Who knew that this would be the difference between someone with experience and those with none. He really has been living under a rock all his life if he never got to experience this.

Before long he feels his release fast approaching, and grunts out loud, "I am coming!"

However Lily does seem to want to let go as she goes on as slobber collects on the witch's lower lip, dripping down onto her chain before inevitably falling onto her mostly exposed tits.

It proves too much for the wizard, and he cums right then and there, his seed exploding into her gullet and his seed overwhelms her entirely. She doesn't lose that sluty look, even as Harry's cum spills out of her nose and the sides of her mouths, painting the lower half of her face milky white with ejaculate.

When Harry finally pulls back out of the witch's mouth, Lily just grins, looking up at him happily and licking the cum from around her lips clean. "How did you like that, not something you ever experienced, huh?"

Getting up, Harry was back to hard once again, "Why don't I return the favor huh?" he returned her question with one of his own.

Shrieking with joy as he pushes her onto the window, he nearly ripes her short shirt off then pulls down her soaking wet panty.

Grinding against her wet cunt to get her more hot and horny, Lily whines, "Put in already," then as an afterthought, "pleasssse~"

Not needing to be told twice, he finally slams it home inside of her cunt, forcing his messy length deep inside of her pussy. Lily's inner passageway could only be described as the best cunt he'd ever found himself inside. There was no way to even begin to describe the feeling of filling her, of being held by her as her insides clench down on him.

Spearing her cunt with his thick cock, Lily began to cry out as she squirted a bit out. Then used something he picked up from looking through Voldywonk's memories, Sex Magic!

This was one of the magic he was most interested in and was drawn to. Not only because of the name of it but also its uses.

Forming a connection between them as he fucked her with long, deep strokes and Lily found herself mewling happily in between cries of orgasmic joy. Then he made a cycle as he exchanged magic between them, pouring some of his into her, he absorbed some of hers and kept the cycle on a continuous loop.

Screaming out loud as the feeling of both hot and cold assaulted them, he asked her, "How do you like this?"

It's a rhetorical question, or at least it is to Lily who can't reply at all since she is too busy moaning as he forcing his dick deep into her cunt while simultaneously reaching out and grabbing her enormous tits with both of his hands.

He outright mauls her big fat boobs as he pounds away into her cunt, and her eyes roll up in her head. He could tell that she was at the verge of cumming, so to help her along he filled her up as he went even deeper and was soon banging against her womb.

Shuddering, a climax rips through her body as her tunnels clump down hard on him and the floodgates are released.

Suddenly feeling a cold wave of magic assault him as he absorbed it all, he carried on as if nothing happened as he slammed home into Lily's cunt harder and harder and harder.

"S-slow down~" the witch tried to command, but she wasn't in control anymore. No, it was him and his pace quickened beyond its original level and then faster, soon he is rapidly fucking her faster than she could have ever imagined.

A low keening sound left her throat as her tongue hang out of her mouth. Her body shook violently that only he held her upright. Letting her drop, he stood above her in a standing Leap Frog position and fucked in stance like two dogs would.

Running his hands down her buttocks, his fingers dig into her shapely behind and Harry squeezes at her ass cheeks for all its worth as he forces himself to ride him even harder, and faster.

In this new position, Harry has more leverage. He's not quite stopped each time he pounds an orgasm from the witch, but he is still significantly slowed down by her clenching, squeezing cunt walls.

With a loud shout that should have been heard by all for miles around, her inner passage clings down on him, squeezing down on his cock in such a way that Harry can't hold back anymore.

With a growl, Harry cums inside of the with. His seed spills forth into her womb without pause and he paints her inside walls white with his cum. His hot, sticky ejaculate fills her to the brim as he let loose ever single coil of rope into her.

With his seed leaving his body, he could feel some of his magic going into her as well in a burning hot wave.

Popping out of her, he drops down on to his seat on the Ferris wheel, taking deep breaths in and out.

Lily also finds some way to get back to her seat with a struggle and they sit there facing each other.

In her disheveled state, she requests, "Come to my tent tonight."

With a silent nod, there is no way he would miss another spicey session. Looking at her with his Magic Sight, he could see that she had a massive increase in magic, it would take time to settle but soon she would be feeling the aftereffects of their session.

He also looked in on himself and saw a small increase, thanks in part to how massively overpowered his magic was. But still an increase was an increase, if he did this a few hundred more times, then who knows he might give Voldermort and Dumbledore a run for their money.

Finally, their ride finally nears its end.

Collecting themselves as best they could, they rearrange their clothing using a bit of fixing charm here and there plus some cleaning charms thrown in for sure.

Then they step out of their ride and back with the girls.

-(BONUS CHAPTER)

In the dead of night, Harry made his way back to the Brown tents. Stepping into the one that belonged to Lily, he wade through careful walking into a whole house with everything from kitchen appliances to a queen-size bed in the center.

"I see that you came," a sultry voice called out as Harry quickly turned to in. On the bed was Lily in her birthday suit, as her har red nipples stuck out and her clean-shaven pussy glistened in the lamplight.

Taking a deep gulp, Harry had no words to express himself.

"What are you waiting for?" the witch asked as she beckoned for him with her finger. "I am feeling lonely tonight. Why don't you comfort me, Sir~"

-(Check out Pa/ treon for bonus content!)

Chapter 43: Double Team (R-18)

Walking up the next morning, Harry felt a form laying across his broad chest. Looking down he saw Lily who was happily nestled on top off him with a smile on her face.

Seeing how happy she was as her face glowed brightly, he remembered their wild night together. Reaching over, he patted her softly on the head as she dozed off in her sleep. Getting up from the bed, he started putting on his clothing.

He did not want to be missed back at his tents or questions would be raised that he would be in a pickle to answer.

Reaching the tent flaps, he was about to leave until a voice called out, "Already leaving?"

Turning around, he saw that Lily was up and about as she stretched in her bed and gazed up at him.

"I got to head back," he said as he pointed outside, "or my presence would be missed."

"Come on," she said, "just stay for a little while, I could treat you to my specialty," she said as she smushed her breasts together in a tempting manner.

That really did not help his morning wood as it throbbed in wanton desire, a part of him really wanted to jump back into the bed, but the more rational part of him knew that he had to control himself.

"What if I call a rain check on that later?" he asked, making a compromise with himself.

"Fine," she said as a disappointed look flashed across her face, "tomorrow it is!"

"Thanks," he said as he walked back to her and gave her a sensual kiss. "I will be holding you to that promise."

"Mmm, now I can't really wait," she purred as she waved him off as he left the tent.

Walking into the misty morning, the sun was barely up and the campsite was quiet as a pin drop silence. Heading back to his own tent, Harry came up on to their spot and tiptoes inside the tent he shared with Tonks.

Thankfully, Tonks didn't seem to stir awake as he made it to his bed and got under his sheets. However, he did not know how wrong he was, not moving an inch Tonks's eyes snap open and she listened as he rolled around his bed and finally dozed off to sleep.

Yawning awake, Harry could feel the bright rays of the sun pecking through the tent flap. Turning around, he saw that Tonk's bed was already empty, flipping over his sheets he jumped out of bed feeling fresh and new.

Smelling the scent of food coming from outside his stomach growled in complaint telling how hungry it was after his strenuous night with Lily. Following his nose, he came to their clearing where Remus was cooking some food over the fireplace while Sirius sat to the side nursing a massive hang over. Tonks stood to his side force feeding him some stinking concoction that he could smell from all the way over here.

"How was last night?" he asked as he sat down on a log and served himself some food. He did not see his godfather or Remus when he was sneaking out to do more secretive activities.

"I do not regret a moment of it," he growled as he held his temples.

"We went out drinking, and he found that as an answer to go wild and drink himself into a super," the werewolf answered with a shake of his head.

"Where have you been, Harry?" Tonks asked in an innocent tone.

"Nowhere," he quickly answered, to fast in fact that he had to sound suspicious.

"Come on," Sirius said, "he was having some late night fun, huh! Going to the bonfire, sneaking in some drinks."

"Yea, that was it," he said with a weak smile. "That is exactly what I was up to."

Saying nothing, Tonks just stared at him with a blank expression.

Suddenly getting up, "Well I need to be going, got a lot to do today and appointments to keep up with."

"I will come with you," Tonks declared as she too got up from her seat. "We will be having loads of fun!"

With a whole day of fun, the girls and Harry went off to see the menagerie. There dozens of different collections of animals to see from right in Great Britain including a Skog, some kelpies, a chimera, merman, and even a Hippogriff thrown in.

There were also creatures from all over Europe with some he never seen or heard about unil today. To beyond the Atlantic in the U.S and Canada, to Mexico and the Amazon Rainforest. To Africa from Egypt to Somalia to South Africa. To the Middle East, India, China, Australia, and every other magic country in existence.

Just feasting his eyes on them was opening doors to whole new worlds. He did feel bad about them being trapped in cages, especially the Hippogriff as he could feel its misery rolling off it in waves, but humans have always been selfish creatures, putting their enjoyment above all else.

After that was done and said it was the rituals going on. A large portion of land was resolved for in as any one could walk in and participate in any ritual going on. Plus there were large tents set up one by one for more secret rituals.

Harry was on the edge of participating in any of that sort of stuff since he remembered very well the three rituals he had done, and how fricking painful they were.

However the girls were able to talk him into it, and he just couldn't help it walking hand in hand with them to participate in one. Nevertheless it turned out fine since these were quite tame compared to the ones he did.

Going on to do a Sun Blessing ritual that healed all wounds under the bright rays of the sun, he also did a Land Commune where they communicated with the land spirits all around.

Plus they topped it off with a really powerful ritual called All-Speech that a hundred or so witches and wizard took part in and it granted the participants the ability to communicate in all common human languages.

Now he could proudly say he was able to talk to anyone from all over the world! Thanks all in part to this neat little handy ritual that basically translated his word to the person in his or her language.

This would really come in hand in this place where wizards and witches from all over the globe came to, and it also must be why this ritual was happening constantly.

[A/N: I wanted to do a chapter of Harry freeing the Hippogriff and doing a secret ritual, but some of you want to hurry it along. But if you guys want some side stores please tell me in the comment section. I would love to do it!]

Before long the hour was getting late, saying goodbye to everyone especially Lily who had fingered at one point in their day. Then she retired the favor by sucking him off in some corner.

During all that sexual innuendos, he had the feeling that somebody was watching but didn't see anyone so he just shook it off. Heading back to his tents, he saw that Sirius and Lupin were once again not back yet even at this very late hour.

Shaking his head as he imagined that they would be out partying or most likely only Sirius, he heading into his tent for a good night.

He wasn't surprised to see Tonks there when he entered, they did split up early when he stayed back a while to talk and flirt around with the girls at the disapproving look of Hermione. It was like she was his mother, disapproving at his bad behavior!

However what he was surprised to see was how little clothing she was wearing. She wasn't naked per say, but she was awfully close to it with her tank top that barely even covered her shoulders and breasts which were more massive then usual he noted. Plus her panty which showed well most of her ass and all of her legs.

Averting his gaze as best he could, Hary was feeling unsure of himself, women were so hard to understand. She made it clear yesterday to keep it all professional between them yet here she was putting a show for him. Did she want to attract his gaze, but why?

"Is it just me or is it hot in here," Tonks asked out loud to no one in particular as she started to air herself. Unable to turn his gaze away as her boobs bounced up and down, and some of her nipples showed, he awkwardly coughed into his hand when she turned her gaze to him.

There is no way she could say anything to him, it all her fault for getting him all hot and bothered.

That is why it came to him as a total surprise when she innocently asked, "Why don't you take off some of your clothes Harry to cool off?"

"I am fine," Harry waved it off, but she came upon him and forced his shirt off leaving him bare chest. The only dignity he had remaining was that he held on tight to his pants, making her unable to remove it.

"Come on," she said as she hiccuped out loud, and finally Harry noticed that she was drunk as he felt the fire whiskey from her breath.

"Okay, okay, " he said, "you are drunk and you just need to sleep it off."

Stopping with her pulling, she remained silent for a long while and for a moment there he thought it was done and said until she asked, "Why her?"

"Why who?" he repeated, not understanding a single thing she was talking about.

"You know what I mean," she growled, "why did you have to sleep with that BITCH!"

"Oh," he simply said as everything finally connected.

"Is that all you have to say?" she demanded as she nearly throttled him.

"Yes, that all I have to say," he shouted with the same amount of heat in his voice. "You made it clear that anything between us is off! Now you can come here and tell me who I get to sleep with or not when you kicked me to the curbside."

"I would have had no problem if you got on with anyone except her!"

"What now?" he asked, as he did not want to do this with her.

Before he knew it she was kissing him, and he was kissing her right back with the same amount of force. "I will make you forget all about her," she snarled.

Soon she was snaking down on to her knees and this time pulled off his pants with no resistance to from him. Then she had his boxers out as his hard cock nearly smacked into her as it popped out of its confines.

Staring up at it for a long moment, she finally reached out to grab it and muttered to herself, "I still forget how big it is. I still can't believe I had this inside of me!"

"Well you best believe it," Harry bantered with her, "It will be going right back into your snatch soon enough."

Smiling at him, for the first time in long days, she began to lick his cock with her long wet tongue.

Worshiping his giant schlong as she licked and lapped and even nuzzled it as well, she went down to his balls and even slurped it up.

Watching as she lavished his cock with praise via her tongue, Harry reached over to her breasts and began to work her nipple in between his fingers.

Immediately he was rewarded by a loud moan from her lips as her mouth opened wide as the sound leaves her throat. Grinning wickedly, Harry cranks up his molestation efforts, outright squeezing her tits one after another.

Graduating from cock licker to cock sucker, Tonks began to take his whole length into her mouth.

Bobbing her head up and down his shaft as muffled moans drifting out of her mouth, Harry let out a happy sigh.

"That's a good girl," he called out "but why don't you try to take more in?" he asked as he saw two-thirds of his length was still left out of the party.

Slowly but surely, she forced herself to take every last inch of his massive shaft into her mouth and down her throat. All the while he egged her on with, "Yes, all the way, come on. I know you can do it,"

"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

Gagged and choked on his member as began to face fuck, it was messy and Harry didn't help it along as he began to rail into Tonk's throat even harder using his hips.

"I am about to cum," he groaned as at this point it was too much for him.

Popping his cock out of her out, Tonks gave it a few stokes and grinned up at him. "That not going to happen, sweetheart, I want your seed inside of me."

Snaking up his body, Harry got ready for what was about to happen as she lined his cock up with her dripping wet cunt her feet on either side of her body. However just then someone walking into their tent.

"Lily," Harry said in surprise as he did not expect her visit at all. But then, he was interpreted as Tonks speared herself onto his shaft in one single motion.

Both of them moaned at aloud at the on rush of pleasure, with Tonks especially having a wide grin on her mouth. Looking at her old friend with an especially vicious grin, she asked, "What did you think you could steal him from me too?"

Moving her hips as she slowly but surely, slide up and down, doing the splits and going spread eagle, Harry tried to stop her as he grabbed her ass, but his efforts were half-hearted as the pleasure was too much to pass off.

"I did... not think that the two of you were this... close."

"Ha," Tonks chuckled as she impaled herself on Harry's dick right before Lily's eyes. "Is that the sa- same excuse... that you used for Joel?"

"That was different," the busty witch tried to defend herself as she stepped further into the tent. "I did it to protect you."

"How dare you, mmm," the Metamorphmagus snarled as her cunt took his dick, and a soft moaned she couldn't hold back escaped her mouth. "I trusted you back then, aaa, and told you I was interested i-in him. But you went behind... my back and sleep with him."

So that is what this was about, Harry mused to himself as his cock slams home into the very familiar tightness and grunts as he fucks the same cunt for the second time.

"He wanted to use you," Lily nearly cried out. "I heard about how he wanted his fourth conquest, so I flirted with him a bit, got him drunk, and the next day he woke up told him we slept together. After that everything worked itself out."

"No," Tonks said as she shook her head while whimpers and whines left her mouth as she went up and down his length. "You have to be lying."

"You can check my memory if you want, they don't lie do they?" Lily asked as she was now this close to them she could hear the wet scholk as their two private parts met and separated from each other.

"B-but why?" Tonks asked after a long while, with desperation in her tone now. "Why didn't you just tell me, why did you m-make me think that...you backstabbed me, why did, mmmm, you make me hate you."

Grabbing her hand, which was quite difficult as she was bouncing up and down hi schlong. "Because you would not listen to any of it," the busty witch answered. "You would have none of it as you were mad with fury."

Finally breaking into tears, Tonks cried out as she hugged the woman, "Oh, I am so sorry Lily poo, I-I really am."

Returning the hug as she too broke into tears, "I am sorry too. I should have tried harder instead of living in my misery."

"Yes, yes, YES," she moaned as he had no clue who she was talking to at this point while her tits bounced and jiggled along with her lean, muscular abdomen flexing as she fucked herself on his dick. He could feel that she was close now as her happy moans growing in intensity.

"F-friends, again, MMMM?" She asked as slowly but surely, her eyes rolled up in her head and her tongue lulled out of her skull. Then finally she climaxed as she arched her back, and shrieked out loud while juices spilled out of her and onto the floor and everywhere.

"Yes, friends," Lily said with a grin as she giggled at her friend's state. "Now," she said as she turned her gaze to him, "you need to be taught a lesson. How could you unabashedly do this in front of people."

"What?!" Harry said as his attention was drawn to her causing Tonks to sip out of him.

"Still hard, I see," she said with a yet.

"Yeah, I guess the both of you could teach me a good lesson," he asked hopefully.

"Mmm," Lily said as she turned to Tonks who was able to collect herself, "what do you say to that sis?"

"I think it a good idea," she grinned, "he has been thinking a bit too much of himself, fucking us both on the side."

"Yeah, I agree," she said as she stripped out of her clothing. "He has been a very bad boy indeed.

Harry had no clue what he got himself into as both women tackled him to the bed, but he sure as well didn't mind one bit if he got to sleep with them both.

With all three of them kissing and groping and tearing at each other they did not notice it when somebody else walked into the tent.

However when the intruder did speak up with a way a, "Way to go, girl."

They all nearly jumped out of their skins and turned to see Daisy Lupin standing there with her arms crossed and a grin on her face.

Chapter 44: World Cup

Walking up the exclusive private seats, Harry could feel the feverish excitement all around. The stadium was already starting to get packed even though there were a couple hours left before the game would even start.

His group and the Weasleys, continued their long climb up the purple carpeted rows until they finally reached the top boxes. The place was empty except for a house-elf who must have been there to reserve her master's seat, though he did not know why- since these seats were already booked and set aside for whoever it belong to.

Something at the back of his mind nagged at him, but he just shook it off.

Talking their seats, Sirius who was in his American persona, and Mr. Arthur Weasley continued on with their own little conversation.

"It good that Harry has somebody to take care of him besides those muggles," he stated as the clear distaste of those people were evident in his tone.

"But doesn't he have us to take care of him," Ginny asked sweetly.

"Yes, of course, sweetly," Mr. Arthur nodded briskly, "but it good for Harry to widen his connections, aye."

"Yes," Sirius agreed, "and James and I were best of friends, it is the only the thing I could do for him."

Glancing over at the rest, from the Weasleys to Tonks, Remus, and Daisy.

When both of their eyes met, Harry quickly averted his gaze, he still did not know how to face her after she walked in on that scene.

Trying to distract his mind, he picked up his Omnioculars a neat little family invention of his House, and started to look around with it.

Already there had to be millions of wizards and witches packed in the place and more were coming in each minute.

Just then white-blond hair obstructed his magical binoculars vision and he took it off to see the Malfoy family walking in.

It was a tense moment as everyone looked daggers at each other, however, it was quickly broken as Sirius got up and greeted. "Lucius how to good to see you and you too my lady and young Malfoy."

"Yes," the man said, "it is good to see you as well, Andrew was it."

"Yes, yes," Sirius uttered as he waved away the clear disrespect. "You know the Weasley family, I dare say?"

Looking icy at the redheads who returned the gaze pound for pound, he answered, "Yes, I have met the weasel. Not the best of companies."

"Aaa, they fine folks alright, you just have to get to know them."

Looking appalled at the very idea of that, Narcissa cut in as she wrapped her arm around her husband. "Well it was good to see you, you too as well," she said as she looked at him with what he could only call a steamy look.

"Yes," Sirius agreed as a dark look crossed his face, "very great indeed."

Walking up to their seats, Harry turned to the Weasely who had a varying degree of dark looks on their faces, turning to Bill who was sitting on his right, he asked. "You guys sure do hate the Malfoys, huh?!"

"You can say that," the older wizard answered.

Hearing their conversation, Charlie who sat to his older brother's right answered, "Us and the Malfoys have a blood feud that goes all the way back."

"Yea," Fred cut in who sat on his left, "those itty little bit serpents have been a pain in our ass ever since they arrived here in Magical Great Britain."

"Bro is right," George agreed, "but the biggest issue we have with each other is when they stole our ancestral home 2 generations back."

Slowly but surely the private box was filled up as he noted Lords and Ladies of Magical Great Britain pilled in. There were all dressed in expensive fineries from enchanted clothing to rare jewelry.

There were also Ministry workers who were Heads of Departments coming in, which Mr. Weasley knew them very well.

He even saw some more familiar faces from Hogwarts like Cho Chang, Seamus Finnigan, Cedric Diggory, Alicia Spinnet, and Susan Bones. The meeting with her was the most unusual as her aunt, Sirius's fiancee stared at Sirius's persona.

"Sorry," she said, "you looked kind of familiar."

Soon he saw Lily and the girls walk in, behind them was a strict looking man who kept on reaching for towards his hip. Sitting in the row in front of him, he leaned over and greeted her and all the girls.

Turning back to her, he indicated with his head and asked, "Who is that? Is he your dad?"

Hearing him, Lavender cut in, "Oh, Ralphie? No," she said with a shake of her head, "he is just our chaperone, a family wizard knight of our house."

"Mmm," he said, and just then the Minister of Magic himself, arrived. In tow was another man dressed in traditional clothing of fur cap, leather coat with fur lining, woolen pants shirt and socks, and red sash around his waist.

He carried with him a long wooden staff which was only used by the most powerful wizards and witches.

"Oh, Harry," Cornelius Fudge greeted him like they were old friends, "its good to see you, my boy."

"Yes, you too Ministry," he answered with a nod.

"This is Harry Potter, you know him?" he told the man beside him.

"H-harry P... p-potter," he repeated in some broken English as he looked at his nearly faded scar.

"Yes," the portly man exclaimed with a sigh of relief, "he is the one who defeated you-know-who."

"Aaaa," he said with a nod.

Grumbling under his breath on why did he have to even try with a clueless idiot. The man turned back to face him, and declared. "You must take some pictures with me, Harry. It would be good for the news and people."

'You mean good for you,' he thought, but he still agreed. "That would be my pleasure, sir!" Best to be on the foolish man's side than on his bad side.

Soon the games begin as a loud announcer cut through the noise.

"Welcome, Ladies and gentlemen to the finals of the four hundred and twenty-second Quidditch World Cup!"

The spectators screamed and clapped as thousands of flags waved in the air.

"And now, without further ado, allow me to introduce . . . the Bulgarian National Team Mascots!"

From the right side of the stands, which was a solid block of scarlet, the most beautiful women he ever seen walked into the field.

Veela!

"Oh, boy," Harry said as he knew what was about to happen. He read about his particular race of magical beings. They are one of the few magical beings who wormed their way into wizarding society with nothing but their womanly charms and assets.

Then the music started, and the veela started to dance.

Even if their charms did not work on him since his will was that of iron and he had occlumency on hand, it was still a sight for sore eyes. Watching as they put on a sensual dance, Harry could deny that he was attracted because who really wouldn't be when you have hundreds of stunning women putting on a spectacular show.

Then the music stopped and the angry yells began as the Veela walked out of the field. From on his seat, he could see the Bulgarian Ministry chuckling deeply.

Turning to look at him, Lily mused in a respectful tone filled with a hint of awe, "its good to see that you have kept your head about." All around him wizards had befuddled looks on their faces except for a very few.

"What you think those sluts would bewitch him from me?" Lavender asked in an aggrieved tone.

"And now," roared the announcer voice, "kindly put your wands in the air . . . for the Irish National Team Mascots!"

Blazing into the field in a rainbow arc were short little men in green suits. Raining from above were gold Galleons that fell to the stands.

"Leprechauns," Harry thought to himself with a shake of his head as he saw some idiots scramble for the fake money and in some cases fight over it as well. It might do the trick for a couple days, but after that the gold would disappear.

"Ladies and gentlemen, kindly welcome — the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team!" Scarlet-clad figures on a broomstick blurred onto the field.

"Now, please greet — the Irish National Quidditch Team!" the announcer shouted as seven green blurs swept onto the field.

"Our referee of the day," the announcer called, "Chairwizard of the International Association of Quidditch, Hassan Mostafa!"

With that, the game began!

Zipping by in the airs, the players wnt at speeds he could barely keep up with. It was Quidditch Harry had never played before and as he watched as he took note.

The game was fun, exhilarating, and ruthless. This was truly the professional level!

Soon however the game was finished as Ireland took the win even after the Bulgarian team Seeker got the snitch.

Walking out the stands, Harry looked up at the sky and say how dark it was getting. He really did not realize that he had been sitting on his seat for hours on end, that was how attached he was to the match.

At the corner of his eyes, he spotted that house-elf again with no master. Turning to Percy who the master in all things ass-kissing, he asked, "Whose house-elf is that?"

"Aaa, that Mr. Crouch's, I don't know what happened, but he did not come."

"Mmm," Harry said, he did not why but something was bugging him at the back of his mind.

He did not know what ability was acting up, but he activated his Magic Sight as a precaution.

When he looked at the house-elf direction, he was surprised when he saw a man under an invisibility cloak.

"What the fuck is going on?" he wondered to himself as his feet carried him and before he knew it, he was uncovering the mysterious individual.

All at once everyone seem to look at the person that appeared out of nowhere. From the corner of his eyes, he could see the house-elf going deadly pale.

"Is that Bartemius Crouch Junior?" someone asked from among the crowd.

"Bartemius Crouch Senior, son?" another voice asked.

Then one person shouted in a panic, "Goodness gracious, he is a Death Eater!"

That seem to have done the trick as everyone went man, some ran, others took up wands, and a very few just passed on their spot including the British Minister.

"Get down, my lady," Ralphie shouted as he tackled the man to the floor.

Somehow the death eater pulled out a very familiar looking wand, unconsciously his hand went to his wand holster and found that his wand was gone.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath as he went for cover. With his wand gone there is only so little he could do, he did know a few wandless magic but they were limited since Sirius just began to teach him a few.

Plus he did have his abilities but he did not know if he would lose his head and start attacking his allies.

Battling it out, the death eater was able to throw out a few nasty spells but he was quickly overpowered especially by the Bulgarian Minister who sent a jet of purple mist that had the man locked up in chains and muzzle.

"Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter, Harry Potter," the wizarding reporters shouted at him as they stuck out their wands towards him so that he could say a few words, and magical cameramen snapped their moving pictures of him in the background.

"Alright, that is enough," Cornelius Fudge called out, trying to settle everyone down.

"Minister Fudge, we have a few questions," a reporter that had China Press logos all over his stuff called out.

"Alright, go ahead," the man said. "You," he pointed to a man from America Daily.

"Is it true that a Death Eater by the name of Bartemius Crouch Junior was uncovered today at the game?"

"Yes it was the death eater Bartemius Junior presumed to be dead that was exposed. Now you," he pointed to a reporter from India newspaper.

"At the scene, a house-elf by the name of Winky was found, so can we be led to believe that Bartemius Crouch Senior knowingly hide his son and faked it that he went to Azkaban?"

"We will need to investigate that, but at this very moment loyal Auror of the Ministry of Magic are bringing in Crouch Senior to be questioned."

Pointed at another reporter, this one drifted from everyone's direction and asked. "Is it true that you fainted Minister Fudge when Death Eater Bartemius Crouch Junior was revealed?"

Going red in the face as a few chuckles were heard from here and there, the Bulgarian Ministry stepped up. "Yes, it is true that Minister Fudge might have keel over in fright, but that does not matter."

Looking at him wide-eyed, he spluttered, "You can speak perfectly fine English?"

"Yes, a simple English fluency potion did the charm, but I must say this pig Latin speech is a bit hard on the tongue."

"Why... I ... you..."

"Are you trying to ask why I pretended not to know anything? Well, it shows a lot of your character when somebody does not know what you are saying behind your back."

Going even redder in the face if it would be possible the man just walked out with a "no more questions!"

Harry felt like kneeling over and just laughing at how embarrassed the was, this was gold. No wonder people loved politics, it was all about shaming your opponents.

"We must thank this young man," Bulgarian Ministry declared as he pointed to Harry who stood on the stage with him. Everyone gave a warm round of applause, and the man continued, "He was the one that uncovered this vile criminal, and save who knows how many lives. Let's hear another round of applause."

Stepping back, he gave a nod to the crowd, "that would be all. Take care!"

Shaking the man's hand, Harry grinned at him, "I must say, you are a lot better Minister than our country's."

"There used to be days when Magical Great Britain had very powerful men and women at its head."

Remembering his great-grandfather who used to be the Minister he could see that.

"One day I imagine you would fix that."

"Me, as Minister?" he asked, getting the man's hiding meaning.

"Maybe in a few years, you would be the youngest Minister, why not," the man said with a shrug.

Harry could see his point, he was basically a public idol, and didn't know if he would be publically voted into office even right now when he was still in Hogwarts.

Just then a blonde hair witch reporter in elaborate curls interpreted them, how she got into the backstage he did not know, but she already had a notepad out in front of her and a magic pen scribbling away.

"Harry Potter, I have a few questions from you," she voiced as she looked at him from her jeweled spectacles.

"Who are you even?" Harry asked, as he just couldn't even abide by being rudely interpreted like that.

"She is Rita Skeeter," Sirius answered as he stepped in with his arms crossed at his chest. "She had ruined a few lives with her reporting."

"All I did was report the facts," she stated with a shrug.

"You mean your version of the fact,"

"Well I can't tolerate nasty reporters," the Bulgarian Minster stated.

"A reporter huh?" Harry asked, "how well known is she?" he asked his godfather as he looked her up and down like he was buying something. He did not know it, but already he was acting the part of a Lord and noble.

Not being fazed at the way he was looking at her, she answered, "I am the most well respected and well-known reporter in all of Magical Great Britain."

"You mean the most despised," Sirius grumbled under this breath.

"Mmm," Harry said, "set up a meeting with you and I might give you an exclusive interview."

Eyes going bright, she stepped forward to him and asked, "Could I ask you some questions about today?"

"There is nothing more to say on the matter," he answered with a shake of his head. "Don't make me rescind that meeting,' he added when he saw that she wanted to complain.

Nodding she drifted away and Sirius gave him a 'are you sure look,' but Harry said nothing more on the subject as he already had plans made inside of his head.

Just then they were interrupted again as this time a blond strict looking woman walked up to them, one by the name of Amelia Bones.

"I would like a word with you," she said as she waved him over with his finger.

Stepping up, Harry was about to got to his godfather's side, but the Minister stopped him. "I know woman, and you wouldn't want to get between them when they are look that."

Now that he had a closer look at the Bones family head, she looked more sever than usual. Akwardly coughing, he waved to his godfather, "I will see you later," just as the man nodded to him and followed the woman like a lost dog.

"Now," the man said as he lead him to the quidditch team's tents, "Come meet our country's Quidditch team."

They were stopped by no one as they walked in unannounced, sitting about and drinking some magic liquors was the Bulgarian National Team.

Introducing him to each of the players, Harry shook hands with them and chatted up with them about Quidditch.

If Olivar knew he had this chance, the man would kill him.

Saying their goodbyes, they walked out of the tent and into the wild jubilant night.

Spotting some Veela, his eyes drifted over to their scandalously dressed bodies and the extra sway that they seem to have in their steps. Men rolled all over in their wake and if he did not know any better he would have imagined that they had heart shapes in their eyes.

"Aaa, you are interested in the lovely Veela, huh," the man asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well which man wouldn't be," he answered with a shrug.

"Yes, yes indeed, come I can introduce you to them if you want."

"Really?" Harry asked as he brightened up. Now, who would want to pass that up?

"Yes, you deserve a hero's welcome after what you did today!"

Making sure not to mention at all that the death eater got his wand, he followed the man as he led him to the Veela tents.

Bonus – Veela Girls (R-18)

"Girls," the Bulgarian Minister called out as they walked into the first tent of the Veela. Turning around to face them were a rabble of so many different women from all over the globe. He imagined that they would somehow be different than regular humans, but they looked the same except for a certain aura that they all seem to have.

"Greeting lovely ladies," he announced himself with a bow.

Inside were four young women who seem to be from all over the world, one was of rich chocolate skin and dark hair in braids, with long lithe legs and wide grin at his show of some courtesy. "Mmm, what a fine young gentleman," she said as she spoke in a rich Jamaican accent.

"Well I will leave you to it," the Minister said as he tipped his cap then walked out of the tent.

"Come on, Nika," another woman said in an Australian accent, "he might actually be a lord."

"I doubt it, Sofia," a french speaking woman voiced with a snort.

"That is enough from all of, especially you Christina," a kindly woman who seem to be in charge of the group uttered.

"You are," he asked as he stuck out his hand which she shook, "I got all of their names,"

"Alisa," she said, "and this is Lyuba," she pointed to the silent woman with frosty eyes.

"Well met, all of you," he said. Then trying to break the ice, "I must say that was a lovely show you all put on."

"Is that all you can think about," the French woman asked in a sneer.

In a plain simple tone, he posed, "Are all French people like that?"

"Like what?" she asked as her eyes narrowed and her silvery blond hair cascaded behind.

"Rude?!" he simply said as if it was the most obvious thing.

Breaking out into loud laughter, Sofia and Nika wiped the tears away from their eyes while the rest did their best to hold it back in. Except for her as she shook in rage.

"You got her there," Sofia said, "but it is just Christina being Christina."

"You really liked our dance?" Alisa asked, trying to change up the topic.

"Like it... I love it. Even if your charms did not work on me, still I was..."

"Wait," Lyuba said as she spoke in a thick Russian accent. "Our allur did not work on you?"

"Yea," he said with a shrug.

"He is lying," Christina stated, "if I hadn't known better then he must have been drooling like an idiot like all those wizards. HA!"

Feeling a slight pressure at the back of his mind, he just pushed it away thinking it was nothing at first. Then he felt once more and squashed it underfoot, "Whoever is doing that," he growled as he knew somebody was trying to mess with his mind, for sure. "Stop it or else... you wouldn't like what I would do next."

"It's true," Sofia said, as she had a meek looked on her face as if she ran into a wolf instead of meeting the puppy she expected there.

"Was it you?" he asked, but he was totally ignored as the women talked among themselves.

"That could mean two things," Alisa said.

"I called it right now, he is gay," Christina nearly shouted.

Narrowing his eyes, he snarled to her, "I can prove that if you want, little girl." Even if she was a few years older than him.

"Owww, I think that was a dare," Nika called out.

"Alright, you are on," Christina said, "there is no way I would believe that you are a powerful wizard or one in the making."

"Fine let's test that theory," he said, thinking that they would be having a duel.

However he did not exactly expect it to another certain duel as the french Veela stripped out of her clothing.

Seeing his surprised look, she asked in a wicked grin, "What? Feeling shy?"

"Come on strip," Nika called out, "we want to see it!"

"Alright," he said with a shrug, "just don't faint when you lay eyes on it, mhm?!" taking off his clothes and tossing it to the side, he was just as naked as the french Veela.

Hearing whistles and sighs of appreciation from besides him, his eyes were only set on Christina. He would have thought she was unfazed at his massive size if not for the way her mouth moved as if it wanted to put it inside.

"Now," he said, but was cut off as the Veela announced, "let's ee you cums first. Then I will accept you."

"Actually I would like a bit more than that," he said with a grin as he crossed his hands across his chest.

"What?" she growled.

"I would like to see you ride this," he said as he grabbed his shaft. "Now that would be a prize worth battling it out for."

"Fine," she spat as she pushed him onto one of the beds. Without a word she spun to his cock as she stuck her already wet cunt before him. She was clean-shaven, he noted as he did not see a single hair around her pussy.

Taking him into her mouth, he could feel the want in her. Veela were sexual creatures who prized sex above all else, so pressing her this wonderful massive cock must have been as if she hit the motherload.

Immediately she was lapping up his cock like it was a lollipop licking every inch of it even including his balls sacks. Then her small lips stretching wide, farther than he would have imagined ever possible as she bobs up and down the first few inches of his cock.

"Mmm," he said, "it that really all you got. If so, we are going to be here all day."

Being unable to see her face, he could still feel the anger rolling off of her in waves.

Still she redoubled her efforts as begins to choke herself on his dick.

Gagging, she spurred her self on as if wanting to milk him right here and then as she went at an even faster pace.

"That's it," he said as if she were his pet. "Good girl. Keep it up and you might have a chance in winning this."

Feeling the indignation, he ignored it as he stuck out his tongue and returned the favor as he lapped up her pussy.

Moaning loudly with his cock in his mouth, he smirked as he too increased his pace which got even a louder moan from her.

Feeling competitive, the Veela tried to take even more if his cock into her mouth as saliva feel down her chin and on to the sheets.

Saying nothing he too up the antics as he used a small trick he never used on any woman before. Sticking his tongue deep inside her cunt he started speaking in a language that wasn't human at all, but one of the serpents, Parseltongue.

Going wide eyes, she had no chance at all as she squirted some sexual juices and Harry wasn't down with her. Increasing his speed, soon he had her moaning out loud like a banshee as she popped his cock out of her mouth.

All she could do was shudder and tremble on top of him as he got the biggest climax in her life out of her.

Letting loose a flood of orgasm, she spasmed as the pleasure was too much and her eyes rolled back in her head, her tongue hung out of her mouth, and she let out a wordless scream.

"Tasty," he muttered as he let her drop to the side. Looking down at her, "Tch, tch, tch, are you already finished?" he asked in a disappointed tone.

"I... mmm... y-you..." she tried to say, but she couldn't form words as even then some of her orgasm leaked out.

Jumping on the bed backed as her name day, Nika declared, "I wouldn't mind taking her place in riding you."

"No," Sofia exclaimed as she pushed the woman back, "I would like to do the honors."

Just as they were fighting each other for the right to ride him, Lyuba slipped in unannounced as she speared herself right on his cock. "I wouldn't mind doing it," she said with a wordless moan.

"You BITCH," Christina shouted as she looked like she collected herself. "That was mine!"

"Girls, girls, girls," Alisa cut in, "come on and learn to share. I am sure there is plenty to go around. Aren't I right?" she asked him as she gave him a sultry look.

"Hell yeah, there is," he exclaimed with a lot of gusto. "I can do this all night if you want.

"Then we are going to take you up on that," she said as she broke into a passionate kiss with him. "Because there will be no rest for you!"

Feeling Lyuba tight velvety pussy swallows his prick whole in one motion, he let out a loud groan which she to took up. Then she begin to ride him, her arms settling on his torso to stabilize herself and prevent herself from falling off while pulling him deeper into her inside as she bounced up and down on his throbbing cock.

Harry hesitated for all of a moment, not used to giving up control in any way during sexual intercourse. But once in a while, it could be fun to sit back and relax. Nevertheless, he had four other Veela to please so using his hand which were empty at the moment he stuck them into Sofia and Nika waiting cunts which were dripping wet just waiting for him to enter.

Fingering them nice and hard, as two fingers went in and out with their moans showing how appreciative they were of his administrations.

Then seeing big fat boobs just hanging around, not receiving any love he attacks them like a savage dog. He outright mauls her big fat boobs suckling, biting, and even licking her sensitive nipples.

"A-Ah! Yes," Lyuba moans, "that's it, Aaaaa, YESSSS~ that hit the spot. You have s-such an amazing cock!" she shouted becoming very vocal in sex. He saw how happy she was from the corner of his eye as she rode him impaling herself over and over again on his cock which with how obsequious her face was, was hitting all the right places for her.

Christina didn't seem to want to be left behind as she began to nipple at his ears and give him hickeys all over his neck while he toyed with Alisa breasts to his heart's content.

"You love mommy's big boobs?" she asked with a giggle as she rubbed his head while moaning out loud so unlike his mother. "Mmmm, yes, suckle them like a little baby. Mommy will give you all the milk you want."

Sofia and Nika on the other hand were squirming in his hands like little girls that got a treat of something they shouldn't have. He already got a few squirts out of them as he hit all the right places for them and they were really close for the big finish.

As he finger bangs them harder and harder and harder, he could see how close to the gates of release they were then with a final, powerful thrust, Harry slams home into their cunts with his fingers all they up their tunnels.

The resulting orgasm that they both experience is beyond explosive. They do not just come from that finger fuck, they let out a flood and a piercing screen that fills the tent and could be heard outside.

Letting them fall to the floor as he removes his fingers from the honey pot, he turns to Lyuba who has been a very busy girl.

Harry grunts as the beautiful blond haired Russian Veela keeps on slamming home his cock into the entrance of her womb. She was single mindedly focused on making him and herself cum all at the same time as again and again she drives himself down on his whole shaft, and each time sees Harry a little bit inside her most sacred of places.

Moving his hips up in rhythm with her implements, he pumps into her meeting her halfway while also making sure to try to find that milk he was offered.

Finally, the blond-haired Veela rears up and then slams herself down one final, powerful time. A shriek erupts from her lips as he spears right through her weakened cervix and into her womb itself.

Pleased with what he saw of her so far, as Harry watches her eyes begin to roll back and her tongue falls out of her mouth, he knows she just requires a small push.

He began to speed up his pace, thrusting in and out of her waiting eager cunts so fast and so deep that it got to the point where it became a blur.

"Y-Yes! Like that, all the way inside of me. Aaaaa," Lyuba shouted out loud, "You're in my womb now, so so so deep inside me! Come let it all out, deposit your mmmmm seed inside of meeee!"

Despite his best efforts, he knew he too was close as she continued to ride him as hard and as fast as she can with the sensations of her inner walls clenching down on his cock. So he grunted as he let Alisa breasts slip out of his mouth, "Let's cum together then! I am really close."

"Yes, let's DO it! Cum for me~"

Harry is happy to give his latest conquest exactly what she wants, and he thoroughly enjoys himself as he breaks the Veela cunt with his big fat cock time and time again.

Then she climaxes first and after thoroughly stretching the Veela pussy to it's absolutely limits and then some, Harry finally cums. His seed begins pumping into her ass and he fills the Veela tunnels with his cum, and still he isn't done as her pussy walls milk him for all he is worth.

Harry fills her with a nice, thick, copious load of his seed, painting her womb white with his cum and filling her to the brim with the hot, sticky ejaculate. Then he pulls out he watches as the white, sticky ejaculate overflows from her pussy. Harry looks upon what he's wrought and it feels good.

He watches as she flops back bonelessly onto the bed, her limbs askew as she rides out her orgasmic high, completely out of it. Harry, meanwhile, is barely even winded as he turns around on the bed, kneeling there with his cock out and completely erect.

His eyes meet the other Veela, Sofia and Nika who seem to have recover were making out on their own and he couldn't help but enjoy the sight.

Then his eyes rack over the big boobed Veela and the snobby one,

"Well? Who is next? I am up for all comers!"

He couldn't help but smile to himself as they fight over who should get the honor of being fucked into sweet, sweet oblivion by him.

He had to say life was good for him!

Chapter 45: Night Attack

Suddenly waking up in the middle of the night to sounds of screaming and explosions, Harry groggily looked around. The Veela girls were deep into their sleep as all four of them laid scattered in the bed with limbs and body pressed against each other.

He still couldn't believe he had an orgy with these four lovely women. Any guy would kill to be in the spot he was, but then he was quickly taken out of it as he heard raucous laugher.

Curious about what was going on, he untangled himself from the girls and threw on some pants and shirt and walked out of the tent.

When he walked outside it was like he walked into a war zone, he had to do a double-take as he walked back into his tent which was normal and peaceful, then back outside which had people running around like headless chickens screaming at the top of their longs and smoke rising up to the air from the fires happening all about.

Grabbing the nearest person, he had to shake him to get his attention on him, and stop him from shivering like a cat put outside in the rain.

"What going on man? Tell me, god damn it!"

"D-death... Eater..." he studdering out. Letting go of him, Harry looked up into the skies and spotted what he was looking for a skull with a snake interwinding in it, the dark mark.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath, and just then out of the smoke a group of dark-robed men with skull masks on came into view. They laughed lecherously as they racked their eyes over all the Veela coming out of their tents.

"Would you look at the Josh, we have all these lovely women to ourselves," one man uttered as he chuckled deeply.

Another one, in a fanatic voice, declared, "They are non-wizarding trash, but you are right Finn. We will need to teach them the correct way."

"Couldn't agree with you any more Tom," another of the death eater chuckled in agreement.

"Stop right there," Harry called out as he stood in front of them. Counting them all up, he saw thirteen men in total. It would be a tough fight, but Sirius has been preparing him for this all summer.

He can do, he assured himself as he steeled himself for what was about to come.

"Don't step an inch more or else..." he treated as his wand glowed a deep black light.

Not looking back, he called out to the Veela women, "All of you back inside, I will handle this!"

"Would you look at that," one of the men laughed uproariously, "somebody wants to be the hero."

Taking up his call, all of them broke into a dark, evil chuckles, but one man that stood at the front, who he presumed to be the leader called Josh, that they let slip, looked closely at him.

"You are Harry Potter, aren't you?" the man asked as he could feel his eyes narrowing at him.

"So what if I am," he said with a shrug seeing no point in hiding his identity. "That won't change me taking you all down."

"Ha," one of the men barked out, "you think you can take us all down by yourself."

"I defeat your master at just one year old, what do you think I could do now?" he asked as a wicked grin spread across his face.

That seem to shake the men as he could feel the hesitation coming off of them, but quickly Josh pulled hem together. "Enough," he shouted, "he is only a child, we can take him on altogether. Make sure to bring him in alive or dead, we will present his corpse or tied up in a ribbon before one of the Lords were ample reward will await us all."

"YEAH!" the men shouted as they run at him all at once.

Casting a Grease spell to slow them down, he threw a few fireballs at the bunch of them to distract them for a while. Ducking to cover, already he had his shields up as three layers of Protego surrounding him in a tight envelope.

One of the Death Eaters came at him from around, but Harry quickly spotted him and before he could react, he sent an arc of lightning bolts at him which made his spasm and shake then fall to the ground in a heap.

Not wanting him to bother him later, Harry cast a fissure underneath him which swallowed the man whole then closed up.

One down, eight more to go.

Just then a jet of green ooze struck his shield, destroying one of his protections. Spinning around, he already had a slowing charm on hand which prevented his would be attacker from sending out another spell.

However, he had no time to finish him as another Death Eater came at him as he send out a Bombarda right underneath his feet. Harry was sent int the air as his two remaining shields were destroyed and fell to the ground with earth raining above.

Reacting quick on his feet, he used a Carpe Retractum charm which pulled the Death Eater he slowed down to a crawl towards him in a rope of light. The poor man could do nothing as his own friend's spell struck him from behind.

He fell to the ground as a nasty curse eat away at the whole of his back until there was nothing there but blood and bones.

Looking shell shocked, Harry quickly got up and returned the favor ten fold as he sent out Bombarda Maxima. Thankfully there was nothing to see as the man was ripped to his inner core.

Suddenly he was racked with a bout of such extreme pain, he fell to the ground in a shout of agony. Stepping forward was Josh who had his wand pointed to him as he sent a constant stream of agony up all over his body. All around him were his men who stood in a circle, blocking every exit.

"I must say, you are really good. Taking down three of my men like that now that was ruthless even for me."

Ignoring the pain, he shoved his wand into the ground and sent out a mini-earthquake all around which ripped and tore the earth sending the Death Eaters to the ground. Feeling the man leave him, Harry got up and began to spin his wand all around him.

All at once, the wind started to pick up as it sent cloak billowing about in the air, without further ado he pulled his arms to either sides and the wind sent the men tumbling in the air. Following it up, he conjured a flock of angry birds and sent them out to peck them to death if they could.

Running for cover one of the men tried to reach out for him, but he cast a Diminuendo charm at him which shrink him down to the size of a little doll.

Ducking behind a tent, he took the time to catch his breath and shield himself the best he could. Throwing up three layers of Protego the most he could at his skill level, he also cast a Bark Skin followed up by Iron Bones so that he could at least survive through some damage.

Already he put down three men, four if you counted the one he shrunk, however that meant he had 9 more left to face. More than what he could take on all at once, and if they got the jump on like last time or surrounded him, he would be finish.

No, what he had to do was play this smart, casting a Disillusionment Charm which disguised him to his surrounding, he cursed himself for leaving his invisibility clock at home, but for now, this would have to do.

Sneaking up on behind two men, he cast a Stickfast Hex on one of them which held him in his place with a sticky green goo. "I-I'm stuck," he called out to his partner who turned around to look at him.

At that, Harry took his chance and sent out a Severing Charm which struck at his artery in his neck and blood gushed out of it. Painting the immobilized red, the man screamed like a little girl but Harry quickly silenced him as he froze him in a block of ice with a Glacius spell.

Sneaking back to the shadows, he could hear running feet come to the location of his fight, and from behind him as he left scenes he heard a "HERE!" Then the leader of the group shouting, "Watch out, he must be under some spell that hides him."

Soon he was upon another Death Eater, this one who was walking alone, sending out a distraction a inaudible noise came from his left.

"Who's there," the Death Eater shouted as the looked around for the mysterious sound.

Sending out another noise from up ahead of him, the man sent out an exploding charm, and Harry run up to him and conjured five gleaming sharp swords and spears which stabbed into his back.

Luckily for him, he had shields in place and all the weapons did were take down those protections.

Spinning around, his eyes went wide as Harry used a Knockback Jinx on him then chained it with a Lapifors spell that transformed him into a helpless bunny.

Turning around to sneak off into the tents, he came to a stop as the remaining six Death Eaters stepped out of the darkness. "There you are," Josh said as he could feel that wide grin on his face, behind the mask. All around the man was glittering dust particles that tracked themselves back to him.

Now, he knew how he followed behind him, he used a Tracking spell.

"Your finished," the man sneered as they al had their wands pointed at him.

However all Harry did was laugh out loud, "No, the person who is finished, is you lot."

Before my of them could react, he cast his own homebrewed spell, "LUMOS BOM!"

Suddenly there was an explosion of light as all the Death Eaters cried out in pain as they were blinded. Following up his spell with a Geminio which made five copies of him he sent them out as he used one of the Basilisk abilities he gained, Toxic Cloud as green toxic smoke billowed out of his mouth all around.

Having a fun time of it, Harry sent out spell after spell as the small crowd of men who wild with confusion and coughing. He took down one man after the other in the confusion with spells from behind and everywhere possible.

"He is right here," someone called out.

"No, he is right here," another cried out as he then broke into a coughing fit, "ahg, ahg, ahg!"

"AAAA," someone else shouted in pain as he took them down.

"ENOUGH!" the leader of the group shouted, then suddenly from within the smoke Harry could see someone growing and growing and growing.

Until before them stood a small giant 5 meters tall, stomping down the smoke cleared and Harry was right in the open for all to see.

"There you are?" the giant man said. He must have cast a Dissendium spell on himself, that is some very dangerous spell work, one mistake, get one proportion wrong, and then boom.

Reaching out for him with his massive hands, Harry rolled to the side to dodge the attack that would have most lively crushed him to death.

"Come here you little insect," the man growled as he tried to stomp him to a paste.

Jumping back, he had enough of this, it was time to end this. Glaring at the man as his eyes transformed into serpentine slits, he began to use Petrifying Gaze on him.

Slowly but surely the stone started to form on his body, putting more magic into the ability, and even more, and more, and more. The man began to slowly petrify up.

"What are you doing?" he asked in surprise and a bit of fear.

Ignoring him, he dig deep into himself and poured even more magic into the ability, the Death Eater started to have patchworks of stone all over his body and they continued to creep up.

"No, no," he shouted as he tried to reach out to Harry.

With a loud shout of exertion that rung across the campsite he put the final amount of magic into it, and slumped to the floor as he watched the man became a solid statue of stone.

"Good riddance," he thought as he took in deep breaths to calm his wildly beating heart.

Just then the last Death Eater stepped out of his hiding place and came at his as silently as he could. Without even looking in his direction, he sent out a nasty Black family spell that Sirius taught him which made the man shatter into a million black shards of glass.

As if all the visitors weren't at an end, out of the clearing of the ruined camp, Aurors stepped in with their wands raised and at the ready, plus their enchanted leather jackets billowing in the wind.

Breaking off from the group was Tonks who came running to him as she shouted, "Harry, are you alright?"

"Yea, I am fine," he tried to comfort her. Trying to get up on his feet, he grimaced as he fell back down on his ass. His nerves felt raw after they took that Cruciatus Curse.

"Are you hurt?" the witch asked in a considered voice.

"No, he isn't," Christina said in a worried tone as she came to kneel at his side. "He took on a dozen Death Eater all by himself."

"Well I didn't know you cared so deeply," he joked with her. "And it was 13 Death Eater, but who is counting."

Hearing a loud whistle come from his left, he turned to see a wizard covered with scars, and a chunk of his nose was missing. He had dark grey, grizzled hair, a fake eyes, and a wooden leg.

"That must have been quite the fight," the Auror growled. As he studied the statue of the mini giant who was bending over to reach from him with an expression of pure hate and fear.

"This is Alastor Moody," Tonks introduced, "he is my mentor."

"Aaa, they weren't too tough," Harry tried to downplay it as he watched the Auror check out the scene.

"Harry, Harry Potter," he tried to greet the man as he made to get up, but Tonks and Christina forced him down.

"Your injured sit down until a healer arrives," they both shouted at him.

"It's nothing," Harry tried to argue, "I am fine."

Laughing a deep raspy chuckle, the man returned his handshake from above. "You should really look into going the Auror force, boy. You would make a fine magical law enforcement."

"Thanks, but no thanks," he said with a shake of his head. "A good battle is fun and exciting, but I think I would prefer it if I just run my estates and land." And he made sure not to add, "and enjoy life with my women."

"Well, the offer still stands," the man said with a nod, "you would do great thinks if you had joined, and I do not say this lightly."

"Thanks," he said with an appreciative nod as he watched the man walk away.

Turning to Tonks, he asked, "Are the Death Eaters all dealt with?"

"Yes, that all have been either arrested or fleed long ago, but..."

"What?" he asked as he caught that unsure look on her face.

"I am not supposed to say," she whispered to him as she looked around for anybody nearby, "but Bartemius Crouch Junior escaped during the attack."

"Fuck," he swore as a healer came up to him.

"How about our friends?" he asked as the mediwitch did a small check up on him.

"They are safe," she answered, "I made sure to get Lily and the other girls to safety. I saw Sir- Andrew and Remus helping out with the battles, and the Weasley family were doing all right when I last saw them."

"That good," he said with a nod.

"I still can't believe your country still has these terrorists around," Christina voiced.

"Yeah, me too," Tonks said in agreement.

"Of course they would be," Harry said with a snort. "Too many of them were let off the leash for bogus excuses and whatnot."

"Well they are alive and active, that is something we now know for sure," Tonks stated as the mediwitch stepped back and declared he would be alright with some rest. Thanking the witch, she headed off to help as many more people as they could and both of the girls helped him to his feet.

"Girls, I am alright, I promise," Harry tried to argue, but they were not having none of that.

"In here," Christina as she led them to the tent that they had so much fun in.

"Harry, you are alright?" Alise asked with a worried tone as they walked into the tent.

"Yea, these worrywarts just love me too much to let go of me!"

Looking around suspiciously, Tonks spotted some of his stuff and his boxer on the ground and asked, "What were you doing in this tent, mmm?"

"A-ah, that," he said as he began to sweat some buckets. "It's kind of a long story and you wouldn't want to hear about it."

"It's alright, we have time before everyone is evacuated."

Suddenly appearing outside of a old decrepit mansion covered in vines, outside in the countryside. Bartemius Crouch Junior stepped outside of the shadow. Walking up to the mansion, when he came up to the front door it opened by itself allowing him inside.

Entering the living room where an eerie green flame flickered in the fireplace a rat like man stood to the corner shivering in place and a giant snake slithered beside a chair where a prone figure laid.

Bowing to his knees in front of the small figure, "Master, I have come at long last before you."

Speaking up in a hoarse voice that seem to be the slithering of serpents, "Barty, my most loyal servant. It is good to see you."

Swallowing the limp in his throat as he looked at the state his master was in, the dark lord seem to sense it and chuckled deeply. "You are wondering about my current state, huh?"

"I wouldn't dare, Master," he said with a deep bow until his forehead was nearly touching the floor.

"It's alright," he said as he reached out with one of his thin boney hands. "That Potter boy," he spoke as rage fulled him. "Now that is of concern," he said as he seem to cool his features but the rage was still there in his eyes.

"If I may ask," Barty Jr said as he looked to the pitiful rat man, with a wave from his lord, he continued. "Why haven't you gathered the lords and minions of your once great force?"

"You think they would accept me in this state?" he asked in a whisper.

Sweating, the man bowed once again, "I would my lord, and so would your most faithful."

"Yes, I know," the malformed baby said, "that is why I will be counting on you alone to fulfill wishes."

"Anything, my lord," he said in a breathless voice as the fanaticism was clear in his eyes.

"Good," Voldemort said with a deep shackling chuckle that echoed throughout the mansion.

And Pettigrew might have soiled himself in that peal of madness.

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