Hogwarts
Having settled into school life once more, Harry begins heading down a corridor along with Hermione, only for the pair to find themselves pausing when a voice calls out.
"Granger, can I talk with you?"
Turning around the two find themselves meeting Daphne Greengrass in the empty corridor.
"Greengrass," Hermione replies stiffly. "What did you need?"
"I have a… proposition for you," Daphne says. "Well, it's for both of you but I figured I'd ask the one who wears the pants in the relationship." She says while smirking at Harry.
Ignoring the barb, Hermione replies. "And what would that be?"
"Draco's grasp on the snakes is slipping, nobody saw him over the holidays and there have been certain… rumours passing around." Daphne says. "I'd like your help in staging a coup in the dungeons."
"And how exactly is a mudblood supposed to help you?" Hermione replies icily.
"Blood status is beginning to be dismissed in the dungeon, especially with the fall of death eaters like Lucius Malfoy, and let's just say I have a vested interest in a non-bigoted Slytherin." Daphne replies.
"Because of Tracey..." Hermione says softly.
"Quite…" Daphne says, looking away for a moment. "All I need is to win over a dominant voice in each year, and right now they're all female."
"Why does them being female matter?" Hermione replies, before glancing at Harry in realisation. "It's not me you want at all, is it?"
Meeting her gaze without shame, Daphne replies. "No, what I want from you… is your permission."
"I don't control Harry like you think I do," Hermione replies hotly. "He's free to do what he likes."
Stood to the side of the two tense witches, Harry remains quiet as he watches them talk.
"Maybe you don't," Daphne agrees. "But as the likely future Mrs Potter it's only right that I ask you first… I can't say I had any concerns about him saying no."
Both teens blushing in response, Hermione turns to Harry.
"What do you think?" Hermione asks her boyfriend.
Still blushing, Harry turns to Daphne.
"How many girls?" Harry asks.
"Ideally we need to convince 4 of the 7 years. So far, I've locked in first, second and sixth. Seventh is a waste with the end of year approaching, fourth turned me down, and fifth seems busy." Daphne replies. "Our year is… an issue, but I have a plan."
"So at least 3 girls, maybe 4?" Hermione asks.
"At least 4." Daphne replies with a smirk. "You didn't expect me to just sit and watch, did you?" she huskily says, her eyes running down Harry's body.
"He can handle that," Hermione says assuredly. "Would you be open to sharing the memory after?" She asks, already aroused by the idea herself.
"I'd be happy to." Daphne replies. "Do we have a deal?"
Meeting Harry's eyes, Hermione sees him give her a small nod.
"We do." She says, reaching out to shake Daphne's hand.
"Wonderful," Daphne says. "Oh, one last thing. Slytherins don't take kindly to acts of charity, so an… exchange must be made. I trust it won't be a problem?"
Holding out her hand, she hands over a piece of parchment to the pair. Looking down Hermione begins to read.
You are cordially invited to an evening celebrating the future of Slytherin House. This event is invite only, and will feature the chance to enjoy the body of one of the most notorious Hogwarts students, one forced to debase themselves to the wishes of the mighty Slytherin House in exchange for your galleons.
The price of entertainment is as follows:
Handjob – 2 Galleons
Blowjob – 5 Galleons
Facial (or any other release across the body) – 5 Galleons
Foot worship – 5 Galleons
Use of their cock in any way you desire – 10 Galleons
Anal (single use) – 20 Galleons
Anal (multiple penetration) – 30 Galleons
Additional kinks or desires shall be discussed on the night.
Staring down at the parchment, Hermione raises her eyes to Daphne.
"You… you're whoring him out?!" She asks, incredulously.
"Of course," Daphne replies without shame. "If it was offered for free they'd never trust me, but given the chance to pay to make the golden boy worship their cocks, they'll never resist. I doubt any of them will even question why a Potter would be in need of money."
"So, are we still on?" Daphne asks.
Sharing a look once more, Harry and Hermione turn back with Hermione reaching for Daphne's hand.
"He'll be there."
Smiling back Daphne shakes the offered hand. "Wonderful, oh and please make sure he dresses… appropriately."
A small smirk gracing her face, Hermione replies. "I have just the thing, come on Harry, let's get you dressed up."
Outide the Slytherin Prefects Bathroom
"I can't believe she sent me like this..." Harry mutters, tugging at his robe. Walking up to the portrait he waits as instructed.
A moment later the painting swings open, revealing a smiling Daphne.
"Nice and early, anyone would think you were looking forward to this Harry." She teases, stepping to the side as Harry enters.
Blushing, Harry doesn't respond, instead he looks across the room to see a younger girl with Daphne's vivid platinum hair.
"Harry meet my sister Astoria, she was just as impatient it seems." Daphne drawls. "Although I believe you may already be familiar with her from what Tracey told me."
"Erm… well the thing is…" Harry tries to stammer, his cheeks burning.
Giggling loudly, Astoria grins back at Harry as she watches him stumble over his words.
"Don't worry Harry, I'm glad you watched, especially since we're going to have fun anyway!" The young girl replies, her bubbly personality a contract to Daphne's cool exterior.
"You're one of the girls?" Harry asks.
"Surprisingly my little sister has carved quite the path amongst her years, even with her… personality." Daphne says.
"She's just mad I managed to do it without being an ice queen." Astoria says, sticking out her tongue.
"Try that again and I'll make you go last." Daphne replies, glaring.
"Okay, okay, you win!" Astoria replies, holding up her hands. "So when can I pay?"
Stood on the spot, Harry sees Daphne raise her eyebrow at him.
"Wait… shouldn't we wait for the others?" Harry asks.
"Well, you're 15 minutes early, and most Slytherins believe in being fashionably late." Daphne replies. "So, unless you'd rather play chess…"
Holding out her hand to her sister, Daphne turns her head. "What will it be?"
Emptying 15 galleons into her sister's hand, Astoria grins. "I want to see the cock you told me about, 'almost as small as you' was what you said right?"
"And the extra 5?"
"A frosty coating." The small witch grins.
A small smirk falling on her face, Daphne nods. "He's all yours."
Grabbing a hold of Harry, Astoria pulls him along to the large bath in the middle of the room. Getting closer Harry sees the marble pool is now empty of water, and instead filled with a variety of cushions. Stepping down the steps leading into the drained pool, Harry turns to see Astoria hurriedly raising her robe over her head, revealing clear soft flesh below.
Standing naked in front of Harry, Astoria throws her robe to the side. Only in her first year, Astoria's body is small and youthful, with a tiny chest just budding through. Between her legs Harry sees a small hardening cock. Perfectly smooth, Harry stares as the little shaft rises, hardening before his eyes. Eventually stilling against her body, Astoria's sits at just over 3 inches, shorter than Harry's own. Despite her lacking length, Astoria shows no signs of being concerned, happily standing with her hands to her side as she lets Harry stare.
"See Daphne, I told you he'd love my cock." Astoria says proudly.
"He's probably just amazed to finally see one tinier than his own." Daphne snorts.
"Ignore her Harry, I know she likes little cocks too. You should hear what she said about yours after…"
"Enough!" Daphne cuts in. "Either use him or move on."
"Oops." Astoria giggles. "So, wanna compare?"
Unable to resist grinning, Harry takes off his own robe. As he does he hears a groan from Daphne as his outfit below is revealed.
Dressed in a pair of long red and gold stockings, and a matching pair of crimson panties, Harry stands there wearing his Gryffindor pride. Across the front of the underwear an animated golden lion roars, covering the small bulge below.
Laughing happily, Astoria looks over Harry's outfit as Daphne shakes her head, muttering about Hermione.
"Nice choice Harry." Astoria says, stepping closer she pushes Harry down against the pillows, climbing across his lap in the process.
Feeling the young girl climb atop him, Harry can't help but blush as he feels the small hard cock press against his thigh.
"Time to unwrap my present." Astoria says, grinning. Reaching down she slides the red panties down until Harry's cock is uncovered. Leaving them just pulled down slightly she pulls Harry's cock free as she watches the small cock harden.
"He's so cute!" The young girl squeals.
"T-thanks." Harry says, bushing. "You too."
"Time for them to say hello…" Astoria says as she shifts her body closer, sliding up Harry's lap until her cock rests against his own.
Reaching down, Astoria wraps her hand around the two shafts, pressing them together. An inch shorter than Harry's, Astoria's hard cock presses against the base of Harry's, reaching just to the tip of his length. Gripping them together, Astoria gently rubs across Harry's cock, the precum falling from each tip soon helping them glide together.
"It's amazing isn't it?" Astoria moans as she rocks in place. "Having a small cock I mean, people like Daphne might laugh and tease us, but she'll never get to feel just how amazing it is to bury your full length between someone's fist, or to feel a tongue press against your entire cock..."
Proving her point, Astoria wraps her palm around both lengths, even her own small hands managing to wrap around both cocks pressed together. Her equally small balls pressing against Harry's own as she moves.
Beginning to move faster, the younger girl begins to thrust her small cock against Harry's, frotting the two cocks together as she begins to moan.
"I love the teasing too… I love when Daph will call it cute while stroking with just her little finger… or when she'll make me use her toes because her fingers are too big… and…"
Her rambling is cut off when the younger girl flushes red, and with a sharp gasp she pulls her hips back, her small cock now aimed across Harry's as she begins to unload. Firing ropes of cum across Harry's shaft, Astoria's release is much smaller and less powerful than most witches he's been with, and yet even then her climax is enough to completely coat Harry's cock in a fine layer of cum, his small shaft now dropping with white cream as it stands up from his body.
"… And it's nice I don't care about being a quick shot either." Astoria says with a sheepish smile.
"15 galleons for 2 minutes… it's a good job I'm the one that's going to inherit the business." Daphne mutters.
"Who said I was done?" Astoria bites back with a grin. "I paid to play with this cock right? Well this cock is still very hard…"
Crawling down Harry's legs, her now tiny soft shaft brushing against him, Astoria quickly rests against the floor, her mouth level with the cum-covered cock. Opening her lips, she takes the head of Harry's cock into her mouth, her tongue running against the streaks of her own cum as she does.
Popping off a second later, Astoria looks up with a smile, her lips glazed with her own release.
"Mmm, yummy." She grins. "Hey Daph, while I'm having fun, why don't you give Harry a tasty treat too? I can see you squirming already."
Glaring at her younger sister, Daphne bites back her response, feeling her own cock beginning to ache for release. Knowing how long she might have to wait once the others arrive, Daphne makes her way over to the pair on the floor.
Standing above Harry's head, Daphne raises her skirt above her waist, tucking it within itself. Below she reveals a tight pair of sheer black leggings, her milky skin visible up her legs. Between them pressed up against her stomach, Harry sees her already hard and thick cock, stretching the tight material, Daphne's shaft is larger than both Harry and Astoria combined, easily sitting at over 9 inches.
Taking out her wand, Daphne demonstrates not just her magical skill, but her confidence, when she aims the wand across the center of her tights, splitting them in the middle while leaving her pale skin untouched, and the layer of blonde hair surrounding her cock undisturbed.
Now unleashed, the heavy shaft falls free, standing out from her body as the tip glistens in excitement, two large balls pressing free below.
Lowering herself to her knees, Daphne lays the hard cock across Harry's face, pressing the hard cock into his cheek with the palm of her hand.
"Listen up… this is going to be quick and it's going to be hard, but once I cum down your throat, you're going to give my baby sister the treat she wants, and not a moment later, got it?"
Nodding his head, an act that causes him to smear himself with her precum as a result, Harry lays back and opens his mouth.
Down below, Astoria watches with a sly smile, her tongue making teasing kitten licks against Harry's cock as she watches. Waiting until Daphne's presses the top of her cock between Harry's lips, Astoria quickly takes Harry's little length I to her mouth, swallowing him whole effortlessly.
Caught off guard by the shock of pleasure, Harry moans across Daphne's shaft as she plunges inside, his moans vibrating across her cock but doing little to slow her down. Looking up Harry sees her smirking down at him, in the back of his mind he briefly wonders just how often the sisters had pulled off a similar trick.
Burying half her cock into his throat, Daphne makes no moves to slow down even as Harry gags and splutters around her invading length. Only as her balls press against his chin does she ease up, her full length squeezed by Harry's throat.
Swallowing an entire cock herself, Astoria has a far easier time, Harry's 4 inch length only barely pressing against her throat. Still running her tongue around his shaft, the younger girl happily swallows down the rest of her release, the familiar taste of her own cum adding a pleasant flavour to Harry's cock.
Only having stopped for a moment, Daphne is now fucking deep into Harry's throat, her balls bouncing against his chin on each thrust. Her hands gripping into his hair and holding him tight against the pillow on the floor, Daphne feels the pressure in her cock build.
"Normally I'd make you work more for this… but since we don't have much time…"
With no more warning, Daphne slams her hips down one last time, burying herself to the hilt as she fires deep into Harry's throat, warm blasts of cum coating his stomach in her seed.
True to his word, Harry immediately returns the favour. Without having been holding back, it's Daphne's release itself that pushes Harry over the edge, and as he swallows down the powerful ropes of cum he unloads into Astoria's waiting mouth, the younger witch eagerly swallowing with a smile.
Her mouth now alight with two flavours of cum, Astoria swallows down Harry's cum as she watches her sister lean back and moan in pleasure.
Coming back to her senses after a moment, Daphne looks down at Harry before pulling her cock free from his lips, smiling as the wizard fights to catch his breath from her harsh treatment.
"Thanks Harry… I needed that."
Interrupted by a knock at the door, Daphne quickly climbs back to her feet, brushing her skirt back into place as she regains her composure.
Looking down at her younger sister still laid across Harry's legs, her mouth laying gentle kisses across his now softening cock, Daphne gives her a stern glare.
"Tory, that's enough, you've had your turn and I can't give out any special favours now."
"Fine…" The younger girl sighs, crawling back after laying one last kiss in Harry's cock. "But I can stay and watch right?"
Unwilling to argue anymore, Daphne turns away with a sigh. Making her way to the door, she opens it up before letting their new guests inside.
"Daphne, thanks for the invite." Two voices say at once.
Entering the room together, two almost identical brown-haired witches make their way inside.
"Hestia… and Flora… thank you for coming, although I was only expecting one of you." Daphne says with a guarded tone. Presenting a neutral face to the two second year witches.
"Oops, I thought it said plus one." Hestia replies, her tone doing little to hide that she didn't. "It won't be a problem will it?"
Turning her head to face Harry, Daphne meets his eyes, answering her unspoken question with a subtle shake of his head, Harry quickly agrees. Turning back, Daphne puts on a more pleasant smile.
"Certainly not." She says warmly, before an evil glint forms in her eye. "You'll have to pay double of course."
Reaching behind themselves, the twins produce matching money pouches, each looking at the still naked Harry with hunger.
"Deal."