Author's Note: In which Harry goes camping and gets a sexy little intruder in his camp. xD It goes about how you'd expect for a smutty smut fic... :D Beware insane kinda crack-ish magic fairy sex! Lol!

After having gotten all he needed from his vault, Harry had the forethought to actually buy supplies and things he'd need on a one-man vacation: food and drinks, a space-expanded tent of his own (which cost him considerably; he would actually need to find a working job soon lest he find his vault empty!), and a few other odds and ends. He stowed it all in his trunk, tapped it to shrink it to the size of a matchbox, and put it in his pocket. Then he finally Disapparated from Diagon Alley, reappearing in the distant countryside.

Random, unplanned. Letting the world take him where it would.

That was the point of an adventure, wasn't it?

The thrill and unknown. The new and unexplored.

Now that he had the time to do it. To see it all, to learn and know and find...

A lifetime.

To let every day come as it would, to take his time in every day as it was.

No rush, no hurry, no deadline, no looming fate or battle with a Dark Lord on the horizon.

Not anymore.

He stood now in the middle of a great field, with the distant edge of forest on the horizon.

Large hills to his left and right.

There was a long, multi-forked river running toward the forest. A few small lakes and ponds about.

Harry thought that was a good place as any to go toward.

At least the waters could keep him cool in this summer's heat. He might go for a swim, really.

After setting up his tent at the edge of the woods and spending his day to himself - just enjoying sights and sounds, reading the books from his trunk, listening to the Wizarding Wireless, and practicing magic at whim - darkness came, and light fled.

Harry retired to the small bed in the corner, a light blanket atop himself. He removed his glasses and turned out the lamp, and he fell asleep.

It was only hours later, in the dead of night, that he sat up in his bed in the tent's expanded interior at the noise outside.

A light thud, and what he swore was some kind of small voice making a grunt of a noise.

Harry grabbed his wand and cast Lumos, jumping out of bed and crossing the tent to race outside. With his wand lighting up the area, he was able to see the small, fast-moving, glowing light and sparkling trail in the air above his head.

The ball of light seemed to be trying to make off with a pack of stasis-charmed food he had bought in the Alley.

"Hey! That's mine!" Harry called out, raising his wand higher.

"And it's mine now!" a tiny, high voice said gleefully.

Harry blinked in the bleariness of night. "Err- did you just...?"

The light paused in mid-air. It dimmed, revealing a twelve inch tall, pretty girl with sparkling purple hair in a ponytail, and fast-fluttering butterfly wings. "Did I what?" The girl - the fairy - spoke in response. "Talk? Nope! It was the wind. Or that tree over there. You never know which one is going to turn out to be a dryad! And that can get pretty awkward when you want a nice place to sleep - or a quiet moment to have a little orgasmic fun! Sometimes they give a helping hand - or a vine - but sometimes you just want to do it yourself, you know what I mean? And even then, they're always watching! It's in the job description, guardian of the forest, blah blah, but still...you know?"

"Um, n-no," Harry stammered, blushing furiously. "Anyway, look, I need that back, if you don't mind."

"I do mind! It's yummy looking. And mine now. Did I mention it's mine now?"

"Yeah, and no, it isn't. Don't make me have to take it back."

"Oooh, look at you get all stern and rough! Such a big man throwing his big old weight around on the itty bitty fairy!"

"Last warning," Harry said, annoyed. He didn't want to have to use magic against anybody - but if it was the only option he had...

"Last warning!" she mocked him, giggling and flying chaotic circles and loops around the tree branches. Far, far out of Harry's reach.

Accio! Harry thought firmly, aiming his wand. His food pack came flying right to him, causing the fairy girl to tumble in the air and fall a few feet before recovering.

The girl stared at him, her tiny face adopted a look of pure poutiness. "You're no fun at all."

"Neither are you," Harry shot back. "Now leave me alone, alright? I was trying to sleep; I don't need anyone messing with me!"

"Oooh, nooo! No, come on! If I promise not to do it again will you let me stay?"

"What? Why?" Harry said warily.

"Because I'm bored!" she exclaimed, stamping a foot in mid-air. "I'm sooo boooored! All we have are nymphs and snakes and other fairies around here! And I'm bored! You're the first human mage in a while now to come through here. It'd be neat to talk to you. See how you do things. See what things you have with you - totally and completely innocently, with no intentions of taking them later!"

Harry gazed at her levelly. Her small face twisted into something like innocence - and puppy-eyed begging. He should just put up protective barriers and enchantments and be done with this girl, but... He sighed. "I'm going to regret this."

"Probably- I- I mean, nooo, not at all! Not with this fairy! Can't speak for anyone else, but me? Nothing to worry about!"

"Okay, so, what's your name? I'm Harry Potter."

"Rebutia Rainybush - thanks so much for asking!"

"Rebutia...Rainybush..."

"Yes! Is that a problem for you, wizard-man? Huh, huh, is it, IS IT?!" Rebutia soared down toward Harry and got in his face, darting herself forward for emphasis.

"No problem at all," Harry gritted, swatting at her. She evaded him like he was a troll trying to hit a fly, easily and effortlessly, drifting backwards and crossing her legs together. She cocked a smile at him that was almost a smirk.

"Greatsy! So what've you got here?" She darted around him and went right into his tent!

Harry raced after her, letting out an exasperated noise. "Don't touch anything! I'll show you - just - no touching again."

Rebutia zoomed over to his small desk, setting down there and leaning herself up against his stack of books. She put her arms at her waist and gave another supremely innocent look. "Right, uh-huh. Got it! I'm the most well-behaved fairy in the whole city!"

"If you're the most well-behaved one, I'd hate to see the rest," Harry muttered sarcastically. "I mean, you have cities out here?" he went on hastily as he walked to his desk and sat down in the chair. He leaned forward to get an up-close look at her finally - and in good lighting. She looked his age, but who knew with non-humans? She was clad in tight sewn pants and an off-the-shoulders crop top - both colored a forest green. In fact, they looked as if they'd been made from literal leaves.

"Yep! Want to see?" The girl seemed totally unperturbed by his remark. Which was...good. But maybe she was just good at hiding it.

"Not today, no thank you," Harry said, as polite as he could be.

"Maybe tomorrow?"

"Maybe." Harry didn't want to commit to anything with this fairy.

Suddenly, Rebutia zipped off across the tent and disappeared into the contents of his open trunk. His books and clothes shifted as she burrowed into it all. "So what do you have here, anyway?"

Harry restrained another sigh of annoyance as he started after her again. This tiny girl was an over-excited, one-track mind, laser focused little thing. But he'd agreed to put up with her for a while. And he supposed he was in her territory now, so...it'd be rude to just tell her to go away. Though, he couldn't forget that she had tried to steal from him. He'd have his eye on her for sure.

He stood before his trunk, gazing down at the fairy, whose tiny buttocks of tight pants were the only visible part of her sticking up out at him. She was really pretty, in an exotic and mini kind of way - but he didn't think that'd be too much of a problem.

Harry gave Rebutia half an hour of what he considered polite conversation before telling her he was going to bed again.

And that she had better leave.

Very bluntly.

Rebutia seemed to get the hint, and she waved to him cheerily before zipping off out the tent entrance.

Harry got back in bed with a heavy sigh, and fell asleep in moments.

When he woke up in morning light, it was to a complete mess of a tent.

And there was noise.

A lot of it.

Several voices. High and giggling.

Harry sat up and shoved his glasses onto his face, and found three tiny fairy girls - Rebutia and two others - zooming all around his tent. The two new fairies were remarkably different: one was snow white with short golden hair, wearing a long white gown, while the other had shoulder-length black hair and a completely bared nude body covered in what looked like tiny symbols (or maybe they were letters in some language? Harry didn't know or care).

The only thing Harry cared about right then was that the contents of his trunk were strewn about the floor: his desk chair was on its side; food and drink packs were torn up, partially eaten, and stained onto the wood floor and even the walls of the tent; clothes and books were everywhere.

"All right!" Harry shouted, leaping up and seizing his wand. "OUT! Get out, go on! Now!"

All three fairies jumped, turning to look at him.

"Whyyyy?!" Rebutia whined, flying over to hover before his eyes.

"THIS!" Harry gestured broadly, anger rising. "Now get OUT!"

"But we left you alone!" Rebutia said, high and pleading. "I made them promise: nothing from you or your bed was allowed to get messed with! You slept the whole time, didn't you? And you're all clean and nice so- so no harm done?"

"Who do you even think you are to tell people what not to mess with in my tent?!" Harry thundered, incredulous. "Do you honestly think any of this is okay? Just because you made sure I slept through it?"

"Well...I can tell you don't think so!" Rebutia said reluctantly, twisting her hands at her waist and frowning.

"You think?" Harry said, glaring.

"Why don't we start the morning over? Let's do introductions!" Rebutia said swiftly, turning to point to the other fairies. "Harry, this is Shayleigh Rainbowthorn and Koko Bumblerose! They're like my best friends."

"I don't care," Harry said flatly. "Get. Out."

The tattoo'd naked fairy - Koko, wasn't it? - flew up in Harry's face as well, eyeing him up and down. She looked contrite enough. And pondering. "Come on, don't be like that, sir wizard! I fully admit we overstepped - but why not let us make it up to you?"

Harry was on verge of refusing to indulge the fairy. But at least this one seemed pretty genuine. And the other, silent one, Shayleigh, looked incredibly upset and was hiding her face away behind her hands. Harry focused on Koko. "Okay. How? Are you going to clean all this up for me?"

"Hell no-!"

"-Yes!"

Koko looked at Rebutia. Rebutia looked at Koko. Both fairies looked at Harry.

"Yes," Koko said firmly, seriously. She brushed her hair back with a heavily tattoo'd arm, pursing her lips. "We're going to do exactly that. Hell, we'll even fuck and suck you to cap it all off!"

"We will?" Rebutia said, looking surprised. She looked Harry up and down, much as Koko had. But her expression was...very different. As was the huge smirk on her face. "I mean, yes! We totally will! We're ready to do anything to make it up to you, Harry! Just let us prove it!"

Harry stared at them in shock. "Are you serious?"

"Don't I look serious?" Koko spoke, tossing her head at him and setting a hand on a jutting hip.

"You do. She doesn't." Harry jerked his head at Rebutia. Then, over to Shayleigh, who was on her own atop the desk still; she was rolling around on it, hands over her mouth. Silently laughing like hell. "Neither does she. So if you're through with having a laugh at me, you can either get out or actually clean it up for me."

"Ok, you're obviously not easily convinced," Koko uttered, shaking her head at him. "Let's change that. Here's a teaser!"

"I don't need a-" Harry started.

Koko the fairy darted in and put her hands on his cheeks, and she pressed her tiny lips to his lower. She let him go and then just...dropped. Straight down. She slowed and hovered near his legs. His waist- his- she drifted forward and placed both her hands against his crotch, and she started rubbing there.

"H-hey, what're you-" Harry began, flushing and backing up.

Koko pursued him, stroking at him still. She looked up at him sharply. "I said I was serious. Or do you want us to go back to being silly again? I don't think your tent will survive it..." she finished sweetly. Darkly sweetly.

Harry really, really...did not like these fairies. But...

They were serious...

At least about this. This- weird- impossible- "How do you even think this is going to work?" he managed to say, quite calmly as the tiny girl kept ministering his growing bulge in his boxers.

"Uh, magic?" Koko responded, shrugging and reaching for his balls to start petting and caressing at them.

"L-look, I don't need- this- I just need you to...clean the place. And then leave."

"Are you sure? Your log here seems like it has other ideas."

"Yeah, well, it would..." Harry murmured. "Doesn't mean anything."

"Okay," Koko sighed, letting her arms fall and floating up and backwards into the air. "We'll just clean and leave. Bye-bye, wizard." She turned away and gave her tiny, tattoo'd arse a shake before flying off toward a pile of scattered books and clothes.

Rebutia actually looked at Harry with something like offense. "Hmph. Wizards really are no fun!" she said, whipping around to join Koko.

Harry gazed after her, feeling annoyed. Exasperated. Conflicted. "Fine," he found himself saying. "If you think you can even...do anything...then go for it. Why not?" He threw up his hands.

"REALLY?! YES!"

"I guess wizards aren't completely boring," Koko huffed, looking pleased.

The two fairies zoomed back over to him in the blink of an eye.

"We'll just take these off...get you on that bed...and we'll be in business!" Rebutia chattered, dipping down to seize his boxers. Koko grabbed them on the other side and together they tore them down Harry's legs. They were surprisingly strong.

That strength was more apparent than ever when Rebutia and Koko both seized his hand and fluttered their wings, and started dragging him toward the bed. He almost tripped on his own boxers!

He staggered and fell onto his bed hard, rolling over and righting his glasses.

"Hey! Are you going to join us or what?" Koko called to Shayleigh.

The blonde fairy shook her head, then waved her hand as it glowed blue; several messes vanished, and books began to close and fly up to stack on the desk.

"Ok, you do the boring stuff while we have all the fun," Koko said happily. "That suits me just fine."

Harry honestly didn't care if one was left out. As long as they were actually holding to their word and cleaning...

He supposed they could do both things at once, honestly. It wouldn't hurt...

In fact, it would let him keep track of them all. Make sure they didn't cause more hell for him.

These little fairies had to be kept occupied, really. Lest they get into mischief.

The best way was to just let them do this. Go along with it.

At least, that was how Harry rationalized it to himself.

He didn't do much more of it when Rebutia had shed her clothes, and was hugging his dick and bouncing herself up and down, jacking him off as she licked and lapped all over his swollen head like a mad dog.

Koko settled on his chest, laying on her side with her hand on her hip. She inspected him with a little "Hmmm", then she rolled onto her belly and latched her mouth onto his left nipple, while she brought her feet together behind her to pinch and twist at the right one with her soles. She sucked him off hard for a tiny fairy, and he moaned and curled his fists, bucking his hips to fuck through Rebutia's embrace of arms and legs. A strong embrace for such a tiny girl.

After a minute or two Koko switched herself around, and Rebutia suddenly released him and drifted up a few inches into the air. Positioning herself above Harry's hard dick sticking straight up.

"You want him to fuck you?" Koko said, lifting her head and turning to look at Rebutia. "Hah. Good luck with that."

"Do it, I can take it!" Rebutia insisted to Harry, furiously rubbing at her own crotch as she circled and pressed it down on Harry's swollen head.

"No you can't!" Koko snorted.

"Yes I can! We're magic fairies, remember? I'll make myself bigger on the inside than I am on my outside - no problem! Just like this whole place!"

"Ooooh...yeah." Koko gave her a nod. "Well, go for it, then!"

Rebutia spread her legs in a perfect split, fluttering her wings and letting her slit touch Harry's tip. Then she began to push down, twisting and squirming, her vagina glowing pink. Then Harry watched himself start to slide into her, impossibly! He felt her utter tightness and burning heat, felt himself moving up into a way bigger vagina than the tiny fairy should have ever possessed. Yet still she was tighter than Arrig by a great deal; she was almost too small, such that it took real effort to get him inside of her. He felt like she was going to start cutting off his entire blood flow!

Still, she sank down until she had him two-thirds of the way up inside her, no sign that he was inside her! His head should have been up near her chest by now...but she looked normal.

It was one of the weirdest sensations Harry could ever recall. And the sight was just...even harder to wrap his mind around and make sense of. Magic really was...amazing. And mind-boggling.

Rebutia held him in herself, shaking her head of hair furiously and making little noises of ecstacy. Then she fluttered her wings and lifted up off him to just behind his head - and then dropped herself down again, twisting and sinking a second time. A fair bit easier, Harry noted. It was getting slightly less tight inside. And a lot wetter, too. She repeated the process, getting easier and faster at it every time, until she was quite happily bouncing away on him, giving out high noises and gasps of air, her purple hair flying everywhere.

"Are you sure you don't want some of this?" Rebutia called to Shayleigh, her face twisted and flushed with pleasure. "It's the best thing in the world, let me tell you!"

Shayleigh shook her head again, but she did pause in the middle of lifting a heavy book into the air with her bare hands to watch them. Her eyes glistening with intrigue, and a bit of a pink tinge to her cheeks.

"Maybe next time," Koko said, idly sucking Harry's nipples like candy, switching between the two now.

"Err- I don't exactly know- where I am," Harry gasped out. "I just Apparated randomly. Even if I apparated back to this forest, I wouldn't show up in the exact same spot..."

"Not without a clear marker to see in your mind, right," Koko said absently. "How about we make you one? No worries."

"T-thanks, sure - that'd be great," Harry replied breathlessly. "R-Rebutia, I'm about to- err-"

"Cum all in my insides?! I cannot wait!" the fairy cried joyfully. And she somehow started working herself harder on him.

"Um, it's just- even with magic I'm not sure what it'll even do to you-"

Harry choked his words back as his body seized and he thrust up into Rebutia powerfully. She let out a long crowing noise and tossed her head of long hair back, throwing her hands in the air.

"Here we goooo!"

Harry's twitching, jerking dick exploded inside the tiny fairy. Hot cum and projectile force bucked her up off his dick, causing her to fall down onto his stomach, her tiny fairy slit leaking copious amounts of it. While the rest continued to spout out, falling down onto her body to drench her completely.

Rebutia, covered in stringy ropes, rolled onto her back as she cackled madly to herself, and put her arms and legs in the air with another great whoop of joy. "That...was...amazing! I want to go again! Shoot me to the sky! See if you can get me higher!"

"Hey, what about my turn?" Koko interjected, glowering at her friend.

"Erm- look, I'm going to need some time to recover from all that..." Harry started. "I'm sorry. But it was great. Err, thank you - both. Yeah..."

"Aww..." Rebutia whined.

Koko sat up and crossed her arms, flourishing a wrist as she looked him in the face. "Ok, you do that. But next time, it'll be me on that thing first. Let's go, Rebutia. We have a promise to honor - a fucking first for fairies..." she muttered to herself, sounding slightly disappointed at the fact that she had to.

Rebutia expressed a stronger, similar disappointment - but she did go along with Koko in helping fix up the tent.

Harry used his wand to clean himself off, retrieved his clothes and sat on his bed as he watched them all zoom around his tent.

Even after that, they definitely still needed to be supervised.