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Head Girl

A young woman looked out of the window at the Burrow watching as a distant speck in the sky grew larger and larger. Eventually, the spec turned big enough that anyone in the old house could see that it was a large owl coming near. The young woman opened the window and allowed the Tawny Owl to come in. She immediately recognized it as a school owl from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Untying the letter from the owl's leg, she gave the bird some water and an owl treat. The owl hooted in thanks as it gobbled down its treat and drank thirstily from the small bowl. Once it had its fill, it flew off into the horizon.

Rose Weasley was a beautiful young woman that was extremely intelligent, yet feisty as hell. It was said that she received her feistiness from her aunt Ginny, while her beauty came from her mother, Hermione Granger, who was now a Weasley. She had big, chocolate brown eyes like her mother and the red hair of the Weasleys. She never said it out loud, but she was thankful that she didn't inherit her mother's bushy hair. Hermione had to go through quite a bit to tame it every day. At seventeen, her body was in full bloom. She had creamy milk-colored skin with medium-sized perky breasts and a slim waist that flared into very wide hips. She had heard many girls talk cattily about her figure. However, Rose knew that it was out of jealousy. Boys practically tripped over themselves to catch her attention. Nearly every boy in school lusted after her. Rose didn't want to admit it, but she liked the attention. She loved turning boys into drooling idiots with only a few innuendos or an "accidental" sexy pose. Of course, she never did anything with any of them. They weren't worth her notice. She was above them in every possible way. That's why when she opened the Hogwarts letter, she wasn't surprised to see that she had been made Head Girl for her upcoming final year at school.

Smiling to herself, she knew that this was just the first step to greatness for her. She had a plan to become the biggest success in the history of the Weasley family. In the family, there were certainly successful members. While her uncle Bill was a very good Cursebreaker, he wasn't earning enough money to comfortably retire on. Her aunt Fleur had to find a job so that they could afford to put money away for the future. Her uncle George was somewhat successful with the Weazley's Wizarding Wheezes, but a lot of that had to do with Harry Potter giving him the money to start it. Not only that but once his twin Fred had died, a piece of George went with him. Apparently, he wasn't the same man that he used to be. As a result, the business suffered. The most successful recent member was her aunt Ginny who ended up playing for the Holyhead Harpies. Even so, she was forced to retire after a somewhat short career of mostly sitting on the bench. Rose wasn't thinking bad about them, just that she wanted to be more than them. She wanted her name to go down in the history books. Her mother and father had their names in there, but they were portrayed as followers of Harry Potter, which was kind of true.

The only person that she personally knew who had achieved greatness was Harry Potter himself. Triwizard champion, he discovered the Chamber of Secrets and the Sword of Gryffindor and defeated Slytherin's monster, he defeated Voldemort and was now the Headmaster of Hogwarts. She could add many more things to the list but figured that it was pointless.

"What's that you're holding, dear?" she heard her grandmother ask. While she loved her grandma, the woman could be more than a bit nosey, bossy, and controlling.

Holding up the letter and showing the Hogwarts crest, she said, "A letter from Hogwarts. I was made Head Girl."

"Oh, that's wonderful, dear. Isn't it, Hermione," Molly asked her mother as she came in.

"Indeed it is. Congratulations, honey," Hermione said, hugging her and kissing the top of her head. Rose smiled and thanked them before scampering back to her favorite spot in the orchard. As she sat down on the soft grass, she sighed. She wasn't surprised by the lack of excitement shown at the news. The family was full of Head Boys and Girls. Hell, her own mother was Head Girl as was her cousin Victoire. It was very difficult to stand out in this family. That was a very big reason for her wanting to become a massive success. All that it did was strengthened her resolve to become great.

Later that night they were having a family dinner to celebrate Rose becoming Head Girl. The word celebrate was used very loosely here, however. After a quick congratulations from everyone, they went back to laughing and arguing over trivial things. Rose didn't let her annoyance show. She had become very good at hiding her true feelings over the years. As the loud voices echoed throughout the room, Rose quietly ate her cake and thought about the moment she started on her journey of greatness. It all started by assuring herself as Head Girl in the future.

It was the beginning of her fifth year and Rose was bursting with pride as she walked down the hall ushering all the little Gryffindor firsties to the tower. Her new Prefect badge was shining in the candlelight as she did her duty. It took a while, but eventually, all the first years were in their dorms and hopefully sleeping soundly before their first day of school. She was sitting in front of the fireplace when Victoire came up to her. Victoire was a beautiful blonde goddess that had all the boys drooling over her. She was a seventh year and the current Head Girl of the school. The sexy blonde sat down next to her.

"You did good on your first day," Victoire praised her. Rose smiled at her.

"Thanks. It wasn't too hard. How was your first day as Head Girl?" she asked, wondering about the ins and outs of the position.

"It went pretty well. I didn't have a whole lot to do after the Prefects meeting on the Hogwarts Express. I do have to meet up with the Headmaster tonight," she said with a glassy look in her pretty, blue eyes. She wondered why she had to meet Harry tonight. She blushed a bit at the thought of her uncle. She had had a crush on him for quite a while. Frankly, her crush began when she was only a little girl, but back then it was innocent. Now, not so much.

"Why do you have to meet Uncle Harry?" she asked.

"We just need to go over a few things," she said with a naughty smile on her face. She wondered what was going on with her. Then Victoire looked at her in a questioning way. "You know, now that you're old enough and a Prefect to boot, I can show you a sure-fire way to obtain the position of Head Girl in your seventh year," Victoire told her. Rose's eyes bugged out. A sure-fire way to get Head Girl? That sounded too amazing to pass up.

"How?" she asked quickly and excitedly. She would do practically anything for the position.

"Just meet me back here at eleven, and I'll take you to see the Headmaster with me. I'll explain there," she smiled sneakily before scampering off to her dorm room. Rose thought that it was weird but left it alone. She would wait and see for herself.

Once the meeting time came, Rose was sitting in her seat waiting for the Head Girl to show up. It was only a minute later until she finally arrived. "Come on," she said, grabbing Rose's hand. "Let's not be late."

They left the dorm and quickly made their way up to the seventh floor and gave the password to the gargoyle. The gargoyle leapt aside and allowed them up the spiral staircase. As they got to the top step, the door opened up for them. Sitting at his desk was the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, their uncle, Harry Potter.

"Victoire, good to see you again. It's wonderful to see you as well, Rose," he greeted them both. Victoire quickly explained why she brought Rose with her.

"Rose is hoping to secure her spot as Head Girl in the future. She'll do anything to get it."

Harry raised an eyebrow and looked at the lovely redhead. His eyes being focused so intently on her made her blush.

"Is this true, Rosie?" The blushing redhead nodded.

"Yes, Uncle Harry. I want it really bad," telling him the truth. Being Head Girl would certainly help her in the future.

"I see. Well Victoire, why don't you show little Rosie here how you earned your position," Harry told them, smiling as he turned his chair to the side. Victoire grabbed her by the hand and pulled her over to her uncle.

"On your knees," Victoire whispered to her as she pulled her down with her. Rose's eyes widened massively in surprise, especially when Victoire began undoing his trousers. She couldn't believe her cousin! 'Wow! She must have really wanted the Head Girl spot,' Rose told herself. She stopped for a moment and thought about it. She wanted it just as much as Victoire did, and Victoire got it. Besides, even if she would never admit it, she would suck off her favorite uncle for nothing in return. She turned her attention back to what was going on.

The blonde pulled his trousers down past his knees, and Rose gasped loudly as his massive cock flopped out. Even semi-hard, it was still a beast. Her body trembled in nervous energy as Victoire took him in hand. She watched as the young blonde rubbed the underside of his cock with her thumb before stroking it a few times. It grew harder right before her eyes, and then Victoire grabbed her hand and placed it around his cock. Rose shuddered at finally having her long-time crush's cock in her hand. In fact, it was the first time that she had had anyone's cock in her hand before. Giving it a few experimental tugs, she was happy to hear him groan in pleasure. She felt Victoire moving beside her. Looking over, she saw her sexy cousin taking off her top. Unbelievably, she watched as her large, perky tits fell out of the material as it was pulled over her head. Rose could safely say that Victoire had a fantastic set of tits. Large and rounded, they slightly bounced and jiggled every time that she moved. Like the rest of her, they were a sexy porcelain color and topped by perfect pink nipples. Victoire sat with her back straight and slapped her tits together for Harry's viewing pleasure. The sound of her tits softly clapping together set off another deep blush in her cheeks as she worked him to full hardness.

"Mmm, that's good, sweetheart. Earn it like your cousin," Harry moaned out, making Rose embarrassed as her hands glided over his huge cock. Taking a guess, she thought that it must be close to twelve inches long. One of her hands dropped down to his balls, and she hefted the heavy sack. They were big as well, she had thought. Her small hand gently massaged the balls as her other hand deeply stroked him while her cousin shook her naked tits at him. She saw that his eyes were glued to Victoire's chest. She couldn't exactly blame him for that. Her tits were spectacular, but Rose wanted him to look at her. She was giving him a handjob after all! Trying to remember what some girls had told her about giving a good handjob, she let saliva pool in her mouth before spitting on his cock. Using her hand, she rubbed her spit all over his cock making it more slippery. She heard his moaning increase and smiled. Suddenly, she felt Victoire leaning in over her shoulder.

"Why don't you give him something to look at?" Victoire smiled as she took her place between his legs. Rose stood up as Victoire took his cock into her mouth. Her heart hammered on the inside of her chest as her face pinkened profusely. With shaky hands, she unbuttoned her blouse and removed it while his eyes were focused on her tight, little body. Reaching back, she unsnapped her bra and felt it go slack on her chest. Sliding the straps off of her shoulders, she let the lacy material fall to the ground. Standing straight and proud, she nervously showed off her perky, teenaged tits.

"You have lovely breasts," Harry moaned as Rose heard slurping sounds coming from his cock. A wave of shyness rolled over her, and she blushed heavily. "Help out your cousin," he told her. "There's more than enough for both of you."

"Yes, sir," she shyly told him, going between his legs and kneeling next to Victoire. As she lowered herself, she noticed her cousin going to town on his cock. She was rapidly bobbing her head and taking half of his cock down her throat. Not knowing what else to do, she leaned down and began sucking on his balls. Harry let loose a rumbling moan as his fingers threaded through her long, coppery locks. Wanting to please him further, she added her tongue into the mix. Over and over her warm, little tongue slathered his bloated balls with her saliva. Her plump lips would suck them into her mouth as her hand massaged the lower half of his thick, veiny cock. Harry's hand left her head and lowered to her chest.

Rose gasped against his heavy sack when his hand cupped her naked tit. This was the first time that anyone had touched her naked body in such a way. Her eyes closed and she hummed on his balls as his hand squeezed and groped the perky tit. She could feel his thumb gently slipping back and forth over the top of her bare breast. Her body would tremble every time his thumb would graze her hardened nub. Eventually, he grabbed her nipple between his fingers and gently tugged on it. The pleasure mixed with a little bit of pain had her pussy completely wet. She could feel that her panties were soaked in her juices. As his hand groped her tit, Victoire was looking up at him and staring him in the eyes. His massive cock was slipping through her plump, wet lips and down her throat. Harry's hand was tickling her behind the ear, which he had found out the previous year was an incredible turn-on for her.

"Such an innocent look for someone who is taking a dick down their throat," Harry teased her, making her eyes flutter as he played with her ears. Faster her head moved until Rose heard a loud "GACK! GACK! GACK!"

Rose's eyes widened at the sight. Victoire was fucking her face on his cock! The beautiful blonde was practically slamming her head down on his lap as she sucked him like never before. It was then that Rose had realized that she had a lot to learn. She was determined to be the best lover possible. She guessed that her Uncle Harry wouldn't object to being her test subject. Finally, Victoire pulled off of his cock with a loud gasp. Rose watched her chest rise and fall as she greedily sucked in air. Her face was all red and it looked like she damn near choked on his member. Looking at it, it was covered in her saliva. She reached out and massaged the saliva into his cock before taking her cousin's place. Rose groaned sexily around her uncle's member as he gently rolled her hard nipple between his fingers. Rose had always had sensitive nipples. She often played with them while masturbating. Funnily enough, she often thought about her uncle while touching herself. She didn't know what her cousin was doing until her naked ass was right in her face. A very naked Victoire had straddled Harry and began lewdly making out with him while his cock was in her mouth. She wanted to slap Victoire right in the ass for annoying her but thought better of it. She continued to bob her head, only this time her forehead was rubbing against Victoire's fat bottom.

Looking back at Rose, Victoire smirked and asked her, "Have you ever had a Pussy Pop?"

Rose let go of his cock and asked in confusion, "What's that?"

Victoire grabbed his cock and placed the tip against her dripping lips and slid down on it. They both moaned together as she took his huge cock all the way to the base. Being so close, Rose got a very strong whiff of Victoire's arousal. She watched as the blonde bounced on his cock a few times before letting it slip out of her cunt. His very wet cock slapped her in the face as it fell from her pussy. "Suck it clean," Victoire smirked before she started kissing Harry again. Rose glared at her but did just that. Taking it back into her mouth, she licked and sucked until all of her cousin's juices were cleaned from it. It wasn't very much longer until she felt him begin to shudder. Knowing what was coming, she readied herself. A few bobs of her head later and he spurted into her mouth. As it hit her in the back of the throat, she tried her best to swallow the whole load. Her efforts were in vain, however, as cum dripped from her lips and rolled down her chest and over her breasts.

Head Girl

Walking down the corridor on the first day of her seventh year, the new Head Girl smirked while remembering the bitchy words that she had to endure from other hopeful girls. Those cunts thought that they were going to get the position? They didn't put in the work that Rose did. Rose was celebrating by sneaking back to Gryffindor Tower after taking a secret tunnel out to Hogsmeade and having a firewhiskey at the Three Broomsticks. She enjoyed chatting with Madam Rosmerta. That woman had all the dirt on many important people. Drunk people didn't know how to keep their mouths shut.

"Well, well, well. It seems that I caught a rule-breaker," a voice rang out behind her. Rose jumped in fright while her heart thudded against her chest. Quickly turning, she saw that it was her uncle, Harry.

Calming her rapidly beating heart, she chided him," You scared me!"

Harry chuckled and flicked his wand. Rose squeaked in surprise as she floated up. "Forgive me. Unfortunately for you though, you've broken the rules and must be punished. I think a detention in my office will suffice." He didn't wait for her to answer, he just walked back to his office with her floating behind him. Once in his office, Rose gasped when she was laid over his lap and her school robe was pulled up. Looking over her shoulder, she saw her uncle Harry with a raised eyebrow. She knew why. Blushing fiercely, she turned her head in embarrassment. Rose was completely nude underneath her robe.

Biting her lower lip, she began breathing heavily as his hand softly caressed her naked ass. Her pussy tingled when she felt his fingers slip through her thighs and brush against her wet slit.

"You've been a naughty girl, Rose. What do you have to say for yourself?" His hand came down hard and a loud crack filled the room. Rose squealed out from the impact of his palm on her supple ass.

"I'm sorry!" she cried out, her pussy dripping on his lap. His hand lowered and fondled her naked pussy.

"Mmm, your pussy is nice and smooth. Were you hoping to see your uncle Harry tonight?" he teased her, earring a deep blush from the young woman. Another slap had her crying out again. Spanks rained down on her bare bottom, and the pain and pleasure had her pussy leaking all over him. "I can smell your sweet, little pussy, Rose. You smell nice and wet. I think I need a piece of that."

A loud ripping sound pierced the quiet as Harry tore her robe apart. He moved her until her nude body was hovering over his huge cock. Helping him out, she grabbed his thick cock and placed the head inside of her as he lowered her down. Once he was a few inches deep within her, he let her drop. Rose squealed out as she was stretched wide. She wasn't given any time before he started thrusting wildly. His hands were exploring her nude body as his balls slapped her dampened clit. With her back against his chest, his hands slid up her body until they were squeezing her perky tits. Rose shuddered and mewled as her pussy contracted around his cock. Suddenly, with an incantation, her asshole was cleaned and lubricated. With pink cheeks, she gasped knowing what was about to happen. She was lifted up, and the tip of his cock was placed against her puckered hole. Slowly Rose sat down on it, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as he sank deeper and deeper. One hand was squeezing her tits while the other was cupping her pussy.

As the seconds went by, his hips moved faster, and soon she was bouncing up and down on his lap, taking his thick cock all the way up her asshole. His lips clamped down on her neck, and she moved her head to the side to give him easier access.

"You're my little whore, aren't you, love?" he asked her.

Rose shuddered out a quiet, "Yes," before cumming from being anal fucked. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of him spilling his seed inside of her.

After that, he sent her on her way. She was quite surprised when she was called into his office again after classes ended the following day. When she entered, she saw Harry sitting at his desk smiling. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except that he didn't have a shirt on. She assumed that he wanted to fuck again. Her pussy started getting wet, and she quickly removed her robe and clothes. That's when her equally naked mother stood up from under his desk, cum dripping down her chest. Rose stood there in shock, not even remembering that her naked body was on display. She eyed her mother. Hermione was still very fit for a woman of her age, with nice, supple breasts and a thin waist that flared into wide hips. Her body looked very soft and smooth. Hermione was blushing just as much as she was.

"Come over here, love," Harry called her. Her feet led her there without thinking about it. She heard her mother gasp. Looking for the reason, she saw Harry's hand cupping and fondling her pussy from behind. "Why don't you kiss her hello?" Hermione squeaked when he squeezed her cunt tightly. "Give your mum a kiss, love," Harry told her. Rose stood there as Hermione leaned forward and captured her lips in an incestuous kiss. The kiss was broken when Harry took them both by the hand and led them into his private room that was connected to the office. Hermione was pushed onto the bed. Laying on her back, she was scooting back when Harry placed Rose on top of her. Both ladies blushed wildly as their tits and pussies were pressed together. Adding to this fact was Harry squirting lube on their pussies. He settled between their legs and slipped his cock between their hairless mounds. Both girls let out a whorish gasp as he began fucking their clits. "Kiss each other," he commanded, and Rose squealed when his long, thick cock speared her insides. Quickly pulling out, Hermione gasped next, and Rose knew that she was penetrated as well. As their lips touched, Harry returned to stimulating their hard clits with his thrusting cock.

Rose couldn't help but wiggle around in pleasure as her clit was rubbed. When she felt her uncle begin to rub her asshole, she instinctively lifted her ass like a cat in heat. A hard slap later and her ass was back down, and her clit was pressed against his cock once again. As their tongues slipped over each other, both would occasionally moan when Harry would slide inside and fuck them from time to time. Suddenly, both girls began to tremble violently. They broke their kiss and cried out as they each came at exactly the same time. Both squirted all over Harry's thrusting cock, and he just laughed as he continued to saw back and forth between them.

"Like mother, like daughter," he chuckled. Hermione and Rose looked at each other and blushed furiously as Harry moaned and spurted his cum between them. The girls shuddered as his warm seed coated their overly-sensitive clits, and his hands groped their naked breasts. As Harry stood back, Rose saw that his cock was already hard again! He was staring at her cum-covered pussy and stroking himself back to full hardness. As she was forced to get on her knees, side-by-side with her mother, she knew that they were in for a long night.