Along Came a Spider-Mage
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter, Marvel, or any other recognized universes or characters within. I would never have killed off Peter Parker.
Beauties Mated to Harry Potter-
Mary Jane Watson / Regenerate
Gwen Stacy / Blend
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Chapter 2
Aunt May was waiting up when the sorcerer arrived home.
"How did dinner go with the Osborns?" May inquired, clearly worried after having learned who exactly the Green Goblin was.
"It went fine. Harry doesn't know anything about his father's illegal activities. But you don't need to worry. Norman and I had a very productive conversation," the mage explained.
"Oh…and this conversation didn't come to blows?" May asked.
"It didn't even get that far. I'm a lot more powerful than I was when we first faced each other. I'm stronger and faster. I had Norman in a headlock before he even realized it. The crushing pressure of my strength along with a very serious threat tempered his plans for me," Harry explained.
"And that worked?" May asked with her skepticism clear in her tone.
"I think it might have had more to do with the fact that I cut off his balls to drive my point home," Harry mused with a feral grin.
"Peter…you did what?" May demanded with considerable surprise plain in her voice.
"I cut his balls off and fed them to the shark he kept in a fish tank," Harry answered casually.
May began to laugh. Her laugh was a mixture of relief, amazement, and amusement. But the woman laughed for a good long while at her nephew's actions.
"You neutered the Green Goblin," May announced with a grin as tears of amusement leaked from her eyes. "I don't think he'll be giving you anymore trouble."
"I think you're right," the reality traveler agreed with a grin.
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MJ called shortly after to inquire how the dinner had gone. The redhead derived the same amusement May had from her boyfriend's tale.
"MJ, I'll have to talk to you tomorrow. Gwen Stacy is walking into our yard heading towards my basement lab. I must have left the light on," Harry told his girlfriend as he looked out his bedroom window on the second story of the house.
"Have fun, Peter. You'd better not forget about me after you have had a taste of Miss Stacy," MJ warned while having a pretty good idea of what her boyfriend might do.
"MJ, from the way Gwen is acting I think she might be too upset to do anything tonight like that. Besides…I could never neglect let alone forget you," Harry said earnestly, his tone equal parts husky and affectionate. "Goodnight, Mary Jane."
"Goodnight, Peter," MJ replied with a moan in her voice as she suddenly climaxed at the husky tone of her man's voice.
Harry smirked as he hung up the phone, having triggered his girlfriend's orgasm via her bio-net.
The sorcerer phased down to the basement where his lab was located just as a knock came on the door which led out into the yard.
"Hello, Gwen," Harry greeted the blonde who was dressed in the same revealing belly shirt and red jeans she had been wearing at school earlier that day.
"Want to buy some Girl Scout cookies, Peter?" Gwen quipped in her usual quirky manner. "If not then is it alright if I kill myself on your front lawn?"
"Come in and sit down, Gwen," Harry encouraged as he led the young woman to a comfortable loveseat and pulled her down next to him.
"What kind of freaky mad scientist stuff do you have going on down here, Peter?" Gwen asked as she couldn't help but noticing exactly how fit the handsome teen was.
Peter was ripped!
"Now what would make you want to kill yourself, Gwen? I for one would miss you quite a bit," Harry said.
"You barely know me," Gwen pointed out.
"I know you well enough for you to show up here in the middle of the night when you have something on your mind," Harry replied.
"I had nowhere else to go," Gwen argued. "Plus I feel safe around you for some reason," the blonde added in a whisper while hugging herself. "My mom skipped out on my dad and I. All I found was a note saying she was leaving when I got home. A freaking note," the teen added as tears began to fall from her hazel eyes.
Harry pulled Gwen into a hug as she began to cry. Gwen's body began to shake as she quietly sobbed for her situation.
"It's alright, Gwen. You will be alright. You are safe here and not alone, never alone," the sorcerer assured in a soothing tone, whispering into the young woman's ear.
Harry let Gwen cry herself out with her face buried against his shoulder.
"Thank you, Peter," Gwen finally said.
"Do you feel better?" Harry inquired.
"Much better," Gwen replied. "But I got your shirt all wet," the young woman added as she leaned back.
"I don't need to wear a shirt to bed anyway," the warlock added as he pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it to the side.
Gwen got a good look at the shirtless Mr. Parker and couldn't help but reaching out and running her fingers across his muscular abs and upper body.
"Peter, you are fucking ripped," Gwen declared. "If you weren't already taken I would eat off of your body."
"Mary Jane wouldn't mind. She already agreed to share me," Harry announced.
"Seriously…how did you get her to do that?" Gwen demanded with amazement.
"Quite a few mind blowing orgasms and proving to her that my stamina is more than anything she can handle alone. I believe she tried to argue several times but each time she ended up passed out on her bed with a grin plastered on her lips," Harry suggested.
"Bullshit," Gwen declared with a laugh.
"You can ask her yourself. Now as much as I would like to take you up on your offer tonight, my Aunt May is making eggs because I asked her to via text message," the superhero announced. "You're in no state for me to take advantage of you."
"You can't take advantage of the willing," Gwen rebutted before her stomach growled. "But don't think I won't be asking Mary Jane to confirm what you just said, Mr. Parker," the blonde added as she allowed the buff teen to help her up.
"I'm sure you will," Harry assured while leading the blonde up the stairs and feeling her cop a feel of his ass.
Gwen happily noted Peter's lack of admonishment when she groped him so repeated the act several times after being introduced to his Aunt May and starting to eat some delicious pancakes.
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"Oh my god these eggs are fantastic," Gwen declared as she devoured her second helping.
"I told you they were," Harry replied.
"When was the last time you ate, Gwen?" May queried, eying the thin yet quite attractive young woman.
"I just forget sometimes," Gwen replied self consciously.
"A girl has to eat," May said, her opinion that Gwen was entirely too thin clear in her tone. "I think I just heard a car pull up out front. I'll go see if that's your father."
The moment Aunt May was out of the kitchen Gwen suddenly found herself pushed back in her chair receiving the most heated kiss of her life. As Peter's tongue dove into her mouth she felt his right hand deftly slip down inside her jeans, into her panties, and felt two fingers slide into her quim.
"This is just a little taste of what I will do to you when you're ready for me, Gwen Stacy," Harry huskily purred into the nubile blonde's ear after having broken the kiss, his fingers pumping rapidly in and out of her gash while his digits simultaneously probed her clit and g-spot.
Gwen bit down on Peter's shoulder as her orgasm ripped through her body with such ferocity her head spun. The blonde vixen shuddered as she clung to the gorgeous Mr. Parker's frame for support while riding out her climax, her inner muscles squeezing his probing digits. Then Gwen's father entered the room and Peter was already standing up as if nothing was going on.
Harry strode over to Gwen's father and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Captain Stacy. I only wish it were under happier circumstances."
"Would you like some eggs?" May inquired.
"Actually I would love some eggs," the police captain answered while taking a seat beside his daughter, noticing how flushed and pale she looked and hoping the stress from her mother's departure wasn't making her sick.
Gwen was absolutely thrilled when Peter stepped behind her father as the elder man turned away from the handshake and stuck the two fingers he had just buried inside of her into his mouth, licking off her juices. Peter's grin was absolutely brilliant as he sat on Gwen's other side. It was a very interesting evening for Gwen Stacy who realized there was far more to Peter Parker than there at first appeared to be.
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Mary Jane Watson knew she was in love. She woke up from her dreams of the man she loved with the same sensation she had woken up to the morning before.
Smut Scene Redacted (See Hpfanficarchive for Erotic Version)
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During a break between classes Harry was standing at his locker talking to MJ when Gwen came running up and jumped on his back.
"It's my own personal super hero," Gwen declared with a laugh.
"Are you feeling any better today, Gwen?" MJ asked.
"I'm feeling amazing after what Peter did," the blonde replied, testing to see if Mr. Parker had been lying about what he had said about his girlfriend.
"Peter tells me everything," MJ said as if reading the blonde's mind. "And yes, he does have that affect on females. Just wait until you get a taste of his seed."
"Do tell me more, Miss Watson," Gwen requested with interest and a smile towards the handsome male in their presence, taking a step towards the redhead.
"I would be happy to, Miss Stacy," MJ agreed.
Just then an announcement came over the loud speaker, "Peter Parker, please report to classroom 222."
"Saved by the loudspeaker," Harry quipped, making the two beauties who were so interested in him giggle.
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Harry arrived in room 222 to see the psychologist who had tried talking to him after the whole Goblin incident. But now the post-merger mage knew more about the woman after he telepathically picked up her surface thoughts.
"Hello Peter, my name is Dr. Bradley. We've met once before," the woman began.
"Let's cut the crap Agent Bradley of S.H.I.E.L.D.. And you might as well drop that cloak Colonel Fury," the superhero told the stunned woman and the black man who shimmered into view.
"How'd you know what was going on kid?" Fury asked.
"Your computer viruses suck and your system security is even worse," Harry replied.
"You hacked our systems?" Fury probed in a suddenly wary tone, his hand twitching towards his sidearm.
"Reach for the gun and you'll be dead before it clears the holster," the warrior promised, his features a mask of seriousness.
"Who trained you and what are you?" Fury asked, realizing he wasn't dealing with some inexperienced kid.
"Someone far above your pay grade and a hell of a lot smarter than anybody you have working for you. As for what I am…I can be a friend of your cause or I can be your executioner. You decide which. Stay out of my way unless I involve you in something. I have read the reports of your staff psychologists on Osborn. I have neutralized that threat," Harry said warningly.
"And how did you manage that?" Fury demanded, picking up on the implication that there was an organization greater than S.H.I.E.L.D. that he didn't even know about. Harry tossed the eye patch wearing colonel a small bag. Fury opened the bag and looked inside. "You fucking cut his balls off?!"
"It was efficient and clean. Osborn is now my puppet. He won't be making any fuss anymore," The mage assured.
"We weren't actually going to get involved because as you probably know the American government can't spy on citizens on American soil. This little meeting was just supposed to be a warning about Osborn's plans. We aren't technically supposed to know even this much because of the law. Because of the way we acquired the intelligence we can't act on it," Fury explained.
"I understand. Listen, stop trying to bug my residence and put surveillance on me. All you're doing is wasting resources as I feed you false information," Harry suggested.
"Alright," Fury said after several moments of consideration, having no real intention of complying with the instruction.
"Well if you'll excuse me, I have two beautiful young ladies waiting for my attention," Harry declared before strolling from the room.
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"So what did you get called to that room for?" MJ asked after school as she and Gwen joined the handsome hero leaving school.
"I'll tell you about it later. Follow me to the parking lot," Harry requested.
"Being all mysterious again, Peter," Gwen teased as she complied.
"I just wanted to show you ladies my new ride," the warlock announced as he led the two females to a hot red convertible sitting in the parking lot.
"You got a car?!" An excited MJ squealed as she rushed forward and examined her boyfriend's ride.
"But you don't have a driver's license," Gwen pointed out.
"Yes I do," Harry assured as he pulled his wallet out of his pocket and revealed the very authentic looking license with the name Peter Mason. "If this is run by the police they will find a completely authentic appearing identity. I made you two licenses as well."
Gwen and MJ accepted their new IDs and examined the names on their gifts.
"Mary Rohde," MJ read. "I like it."
"I suppose Gwen Brown will work well enough," Gwen concluded.
"I kept the first names the same so that you can answer to your new identities easily enough," Harry explained. "You'll also be needing some spending money under your new identities," the warrior added as he handed each beauty a debit card.
"Peter, how much is in these accounts? And where did you get all the money?" MJ questioned as she took the card.
"I stuck $10,000 apiece in each account. I think that should tide you over for a little while. When you've spent that we can discuss how you can earn more money with me," the wizard said suggestively while waggling his eyebrows. "I've recently acquired several patents on some technologies I have created and don't really need to worry about money anymore. That's all I will say on that subject for now."
"But why am I getting these cards? MJ is your girlfriend," Gwen pointed out with some confusion.
"I thought you were auditioning for the position of one of my other girlfriends," Harry replied.
"And what exactly do I have to do during this audition, Mr. Parker?" Gwen asked sultrily as she closed in on the handsome male, pressing her body against his and reaching down to grasp his hard package.
"Get in the back of the car and I'll show you, Miss Stacy. MJ, you can drive. Put the top up," the warlock ordered.
"Alright," the redhead agreed with an eager grin.
Smut Scene Redacted (See Hpfanficarchive for Erotic Version)
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"There is something we need to show you Gwen since you will find out soon enough," Harry said while leading his girlfriends into his basement lab.
"You did drink enough of Peter's special brew," MJ concurred. "Can I do the honors, Peter?"
"Be my guest," the sorcerer invited with a grin.
MJ leapt up onto the ceiling and stuck there, grinning down at a dumbfounded Miss Stacy.
After several moments of silence Gwen could only point out, "But Spider-Man doesn't have tits."
MJ and Harry burst into laughter, the redhead actually dropping to the floor she was laughing so hard.
"No, I don't," Harry agreed after finally getting his mirth under control. "My seed imparts part of my abilities onto females who consume it. Well at least I assume it's only females. We have only tested it on MJ so far."
"You mean I'm going to have spider powers?" Gwen asked with excitement.
"Yes," MJ confirmed with a grin as she sat in the loveseat in the corner of the lab. "We get some of Spider-Man's strength and speed but not very much of his stamina, which is why Peter needs more than one lover."
"And here I thought that was just him being a guy," Gwen said dryly while sitting next to MJ.
"Harry…MJ's bio-net has just informed me that she has emerging mutant abilities stimulated by your semen being ingested," Lily announced.
Harry probed MJ himself with his powers and confirmed this fact along with learning the nature of her abilities.
"There is something else you don't know about the effects of my seed, MJ. I have learned recently that if my mates have ingested a sufficient quantity of my seed and they have latent mutant genes their abilities will become activated," Harry announced.
"Am I a mutant?" The redhead asked in surprise.
"Yes…you can absorb and redirect energy, almost any type; kinetic, electrical, heat, and so on," the wizard explained.
"Wicked," MJ declared.
"Do I have a mutant ability?" Gwen asked.
"It's too soon to tell. You'll have to ingest more of my seed," Harry answered.
"I've got no problem with that," the blonde replied with a hungry grin while staring at her mate's crotch.
"The effects of his seed last several hours longer if it's mixed with the juices of a female," MJ pointed out suggestively. "I found out the fun way."
"That does sound fun," Gwen declared.
The two vixens weren't going to give their boyfriend any rest. Luckily the mage didn't really need any.
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It was the next night while the superhero was out on patrol that he sensed trouble, major trouble. The Sentinels were easy to spot flying in towards Times Square. The giant robots each stood several stories tall and were created for one purpose, to exterminate mutants. Harry counted a half dozen of the monsters heading towards a group of mutants he could sense congregated in the heart of New York.
Harry arrived as the first Sentinel touched down and snatched up a bus in a poor man's attempt at telekinesis achieved through bastardized magnetics. There were two mutants the sorcerer sensed inside the bus along with a lot of other terrified normals. Spider-Man swung in with a vengeance and shot several lines of enchanted webbing in rapid succession, securing the bus in the air. Then as the Sentinel started to turn to face the new threat the warrior landed on its shoulder. A rapid punch hit the Sentinel dead center in the side of its head where the equivalent of a robotic ear was etched. With a crashing sound the Sentinel's head popped clean off. Another shot of webbing and the head's motion was arrested. Harry leapt off the Sentinel and shot several more lines of webbing so that the giant robot wouldn't fall on the pedestrians running in terror below.
"One down, five more to go," Harry quipped as he headed towards the next nearest giant robot.
The sorcerer sensed the buildup of energy in the air and diverted his trajectory before the lightning struck. Three Sentinels were cut down from the high frequency plasma storm directed by the teenage mutant on the street below. Harry was impressed until she passed out.
The warrior swung himself in a loop and directed his momentum down, landing on top of the head of the Sentinel that had half survived the lightning attack and crushing through the brains of the machine with telekinetically aided force. The mage leapt out of the hole he had made a moment later and came face to face with a gorgeous redheaded young woman.
"Well hello there," Harry greeted.
"Hi," Jean replied in surprise at finding herself face to face with Spider-Man.
Jean's companions had managed to take out another one of the two remaining Sentinels but the last one was fully functional and aiming its hand with an energy blaster towards the redhead. With a swift leap Spider-Man had scooped the young woman up and was swinging her out of harm's way.
"Can you hold onto my neck while I take out this last Sentinel?" Harry inquired, knowing the teen could from the power he sensed in her.
"Yeah…go for it," the redhead urged, having a blast swinging through the air, with the hero who had just saved her life.
Jean had not even sensed the Sentinel's attack because the robots lacked any type of biological brain for her telepathy to pick up. The pair landed once more on the Sentinel's shoulder. The robot had learned from its compatriot's demise and attempted to swipe the threat off its shoulder with its hand. Harry pulled Jean close to him and raised his fist. The Sentinel's closed fist came down on top of the mage's appendage with a loud crashing and buckling noise as the Sentinel's appendage deformed.
Jean's eyes widened with surprise because she had sensed the telekinesis used in the defense against the blow.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone I have telekinesis, Miss Grey," the warlock requested as he turned and delivered a powerful blow to the Sentinel's head to decapitate the machine.
As he leapt free from the machine, Harry webbed it from collapsing and swung to the nearest building, clinging to the side easily with Jean draped in his arms.
"Of course…you saved my life," Jean agreed, feeling the rippling muscle pressed against her and finding herself with an overwhelming arousal and curiosity about what was beneath that mask. "Call me Jean. How did you know my last name?"
"I have constant access to a computer system wherever I am. It wasn't hard to find your identity via my resources," Harry replied.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had a file on Jean and her classmate Scott Summers, A.K.A. Cyclops. Fury did not however have files on the other mutants on the street below.
"But why don't you want me to say anything about your telekinesis? That was really powerful what you just did," Jean pointed out, honestly curious.
"The less my enemies know about my true abilities then the less likely they are to prepare for me fully," Harry answered. "Uh oh, it looks like your friends are in trouble," the wizard declared as the crowd began to turn ugly, throwing things at the mutants and shouting hate filled declarations. "The bigotry and hatred disgusts me," Harry said as he shot nets of webbing down on the masses to subdue them. "That'll hold them for awhile."
"Thanks," Jean said gratefully to her rescuer, finding herself reluctant to leave him. "Come back to our base and visit. You'd be welcome there."
"I would love to learn more about you," Harry replied in agreement. "You're bloody gorgeous by the way."
"Thank you," Jean said, actually blushing. "I would return the compliment but I don't know what you look like under that mask."
"You will soon enough," Spider-Man suggested as he swung down to Jean's teammates.
As the group disappeared down an alley away from the masses struggling to escape from the sticky webbing Jean introduced, "Spider-Man, this is Scott, Peter, Ororo, Hank, and Bobby. They also go by the names Cyclops, Colossus, Storm, Beast, and Bobby is new. Everyone, I think you know Spider-Man."
"Thanks for the help back there," Scott said as the group started running up a fire escape to get to the roof of a nearby building.
"No problem," Harry replied while climbing up the side of the building while the group took the stairs.
"That is so cool," a still woozy Storm declared before stopping. "Ugh…this spiral staircase is making me sick even more."
"Here, I've got an easier way," Harry offered as he moved closer to the stairs and held out his arm.
Storm gratefully took the superhero's arm and was quickly pulled against his body which she could feel was rippling with muscle. The mage then stood perpendicular to the wall with Storm wrapped in his arms and began to walk along the wall.
"Now that's cool," Bobby said.
Soon the group reached the roof and made it into a cloaked jet capable of stealth operations and vertical takeoff. The super powered teens all quickly got settled as the jet took off and headed for Westchester. In route Harry sent detailed emails to MJ, Gwen, and May via Lily explaining the situation so that they wouldn't be worried. The three women knew they could reply back to the emails and get in contact with their favorite hero anytime.
While he was responding to the emails his three favorite ladies from Queens were sending, the reality traveler was also busy answering questions his mutant companions had for Spider-Man. They had all heard quite a bit about the superhero, especially Bobby who had been following the wall crawler in the news.
"You're awesome Spider-Man!" Bobby declared with idolization clear in his expression.
Jean hid a smile when she saw how uncomfortable this attitude made the buff hero. Harry paid very close attention to Jean and Storm on the trip back to where his new friends lived. Both females were gorgeous and certainly worthy of the warlock's attentions. The mage was also aware of the jealousy directed his way from Scott and Beast.
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Charles Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, Westchester New York
"Welcome to Westchester," Scott said after the plane had landed and its passengers had disembarked.
"I'll take you to talk to the Professor," Jean informed her guest as she led him out of the hanger and into the upper levels. "He's going to like you," the redhead added with an enigmatic grin.
Professor Charles Xavier was a balding man in his late thirties or early forties who was confined to a wheelchair. Xavier was also one of the world's strongest telepaths. In fact, with Jean and Harry in his office the world's top three telepaths were present.
"Hello Spider-Man," Charles greeted his guest.
"Call me Harry," the superhero urged as he removed his mask, revealing his birth form instead of the face Peter Parker normally sported.
Jean and Charles were both quite surprised at the removal of the mask but both were pleased; Charles because of the trust the action showed and Jean because her savior was so incredibly hot.
"Yes of course. Please have a seat, Harry," Charles invited. Jean and Harry sat down across from the Professor. "I'm very curious to learn how you got your mutation. I cannot even sense your mind, an experience I have never had before. I'm sure Jean feels the same."
The redhead nodded her agreement.
"A genetically enhanced Spider bit me," Harry deadpanned.
"How…anticlimactic," Charles declared.
Harry grinned at that comment.
"As for being unable to sense my mind…well your telepathy isn't attuned to the spatial height my mind operates at. Even with that nifty machine Cerebro you possess you won't be able to reach my thoughts. Think of it as a frequency. Humans can only hear up to 20 kHz. Your brains can only perceive so far. My mind and thoughts operate outside of your range," Harry explained.
"You seem to know a lot about telepathy, Harry," Charles observed. Harry was silent, not falling to the bald man's probe for information. "What are your plans?"
"I was hoping he might like to stay here and train with us, Professor," Jean spoke up hopefully.
"I do have duties in the city as Spider-Man," the mage pointed out. "But I can pop in from time to time. I have my own modes of transportation."
"Interesting," Xavier mused. "Feel free to stop by anytime or stay awhile, Harry. We have plenty of room. Jean can show you to a room that will be set aside for you to use close by her own."
"Thank you, Professor," Harry agreed as he stood along with Jean.
"You can call me Charles, Harry," Xavier invited.
Harry inclined his head in understanding and followed the gorgeous redhead from the room. Jean led the mask-less superhero towards her quarters.
"Now that your mask is off I can safely say you are gorgeous," Jean declared with a grin.
"That's what my girlfriends tell me," the warlock responded.
"Girlfriends, as in plural," Jean probed, both disappointed and curious.
"Yes, I currently have two. They both have no problem with sharing because even though one is most definitely a mutant and the other one might become one soon enough they can't match my stamina and my needs," the warrior explained as they arrived at an empty room next to Jean's bedroom.
"How do you know she might become a mutant soon?" Jean questioned in confusion, feeling some hope that she might get a chance at this delicious man if his other companions were willing to share.
"I have recently discovered a possible way to activate latent mutant genes," Harry replied.
"Seriously?! That's amazing," Jean declared excitedly as she stood up straighter from where she had been leaning against the wall.
"Please don't tell anyone. It's kind of only a method that will really work on beings that mate with me," the wizard explained.
"So it's something only you can do personally…intimately," Jean said as she stared intently at the handsome superhero.
"Yes," Harry confirmed. "At least right now," the warlock added. "I just literally discovered it yesterday with one of my girlfriends and we're waiting to see how it works with the other."
"Now you have me really curious," Jean said with a coy smile.
"Get to know me better and you might just learn more," Harry suggested.
"I'd love to," Jean purred before leaning in close to the handsome hero. Jean planted a soft kiss on the enigmatic warrior's lips before saying, "Goodnight hero."
Jean put a sway into her hips as she sashayed into her room next door. Life would never be boring around this school Harry could tell.
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Rev 0 Posted 2/26/2017