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Princess of Themyscira

Harry took a deep breath before gathering his magic once more. He really didn't know how he kept getting into these situations. By that point, it really shouldn't have surprised him though. His job was crazy enough as it is and often got him into situations that most would call ludicrous. That's what happened when you were a "traveler" as he called it. You were put into insane situations, and you just had to do your best to get out of them. Harry remembered the day he became a traveler very well. He was only twenty-eight years old and his best friend, Hermione Granger had come down with a sickness. At first, no one was worried. As the days passed, however, Hermione never got better, only worse. St. Mungos couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, and neither could anyone else. Harry had hired the best in the world to look into her sickness. They got nothing out of it.

Still, they didn't give up hope. Harry and the Weasleys did their best to find out what was wrong with her. Unfortunately, they never did, and Hermione grew sicker by the day. When she was near her end, Harry found something that seemed crazy, but he tried it anyway. If it didn't work, then no harm no foul. If by some miracle it did work, then it would be worth it. Harry summoned some sort of being, which he would describe as being somewhat close to a genie. Harry didn't think that it even existed but was proven wrong. This genie-like thing didn't give you wishes for free, however. It asked a hefty price for any favor given. When he asked for Hermione's health back, his wish was granted. The price, however, was steep. The Weasleys and Hermione had thought that he was crazy when he told them. In the end, the deed was done. Hermione was whole again.

The genie had told him the price of it was that he would have to travel the multiverse and complete certain tasks that would keep the balance, whatever that meant. He wouldn't age, and he wouldn't die, not for ten lifetimes. Harry guessed that was about one thousand years, maybe a bit more. It was a price he would gladly pay for anyone that he loved. Soon after he had told them, he had to move on and start paying back his debt. That was a little less than three hundred years ago if Harry remembered correctly. He had seen and done some amazing things in his time, but this had to take the cake.

Harry's magic pooled in his hand, and he let it loose. A powerful curse hit the fire beast right in the chest, tossing it back and sending ash and cinders flying throughout the cavern. Harry was breathing heavily, as he jumped on the downed beast and stuck a sword through its head. This was the eleventh one that he had killed. He was nearly out of energy. A loud roar echoed off the rocky walls, and Harry prepared himself once more. Around the corner came another, this one even bigger than before. Harry wiped the sweat from his brow. He looked down and saw his shirt covered in blood. One of those things had bitten him. Thankfully he wouldn't die from it, but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. Besides that, the blood loss was making him weak. He held the sword steady and gathered what magic he had left.

The beast had the body of a man, but the head of a goat. This one had to be at least eight feet tall and looked to be made of partially molten rock. Large swaths of its skin were ashy black, while between the plates of blackened rock, lava coursed through the cracks and crevices. It had a long shock of fiery mane, and the whole thing stunk of sulfur and brimstone. He couldn't wait to get away from these things. The thing roared at him and charged. Harry had to dodge the first swing of its muscular arm, and he struck back with a mighty sword blow, sending sparks flying off of it.

It roared in pain and stepped back. It was snarling while nursing a nasty cut. Finally, Harry gathered enough magic and sent it out. A wicked blue spell hit the beast dead center, causing it to roar and screech. Its chest began to freeze over, and while it was distracted, Harry decided to strike. He ran up to the wailing beast and slammed his sword right into the frozen area of its chest. The thing swung wildly and its large hand collided with Harry's shoulder. Harry was knocked about six feet back and landed hard on the ground. Harry cried out as his skin blistered and burned. Thankfully, the beast was done for. With one last screech of pain, it collapsed onto the cavern floor. Harry sighed in relief but wasn't given any time to do much more. His mission being done, he disappeared only to reappear moments later.

Harry groaned as his near limp body slammed into the ground. Thankfully, this time it didn't seem to be stone or concrete, but something softer like grass or sand. He really wished that his wounds would disappear when he did. Annoyingly, they came with him. He didn't know where he was, or what he was supposed to do. That was par on course with how things had played out since coming into this "job". He traveled through the multiverse, but always came out on some version of Earth. He would have to wait around until the time was right, then he would find out what he was supposed to do. When his task was complete, he would travel again. There was never any way to tell when he would find out, or where he needed to go. It could take hours or even years. He learned to just live his life, and he would find out in due time. Like always though, he needed rest and time to heal. Quite often he would disappear right after some epic battle, so he was used to this by now. Harry winced as he tried to sit up, only to fall back on the beautiful white sand. He looked around. It looked like he had appeared on a tropical island. This was as good of a place as any to rest and heal, he thought tiredly.

Diana watched wide-eyed as a man appeared in a flash of light and collapsed on the white sandy beach of Themyscira. She really didn't know what she should do. Men weren't allowed on the island, so she should report it. On the other hand, she was a very curious woman, and she would like to find out more about this stranger. From the look of it, it didn't seem like he was a threat to them. He appeared to be injured if the blood was anything to go by. She watched as he groaned and tried to sit up, only to fall back down. After a few minutes, he didn't even move. Diana snuck out of her hiding spot and crept over to him. Examining him proved that he was unconscious. She didn't want to leave him out here to be discovered, so she picked him up and tossed him over her shoulder.

She brought him to a nearby cave that she knew about and gently set him down. It was about that time that he started coming around. Being closer now, she could see that he had a vicious looking bite mark on his ribs and a bad burn on his shoulder. He must have been through quite the ordeal, she thought. He blinked his eyes rapidly and quickly sat up. Diana had to move back so as to not get headbutted in the face. He looked around and spotted her.

"Where am I?" he asked with a groan, pulling his ripped and bloody top off. Diana's eyes raked down his bloody and muscular midsection. Her breath caught in her throat momentarily. It was the first time that she had ever seen a man in real life.

"Themyscira. I am Diana, daughter of Hippolyta. Who are you, stranger?" she asked curiously.

"Themyscira? Never heard of it. I'm Harry Potter, pleasure to meet you," he replied, examining his injuries. After exchanging pleasantries, Diana went and got him a jug of clean water to tend to his wounds. Harry washed himself up and was happy to see that he was healing.

"You heal very quickly!" she said, amazed. The bite marks were already closing and the burns didn't look as nearly bad as they did an hour previously.

"Yeah. I'm a fast healer," he said, sitting next to Diana on a large fur blanket that she had provided. She nodded, not asking for a further response on the subject.

"How did you come to be here?" she asked. Harry did his best to explain how and why he did the things that he did. She wasn't as shocked as he would have believed. Apparently, her people were somewhat magical as well. They sat in the cave into the late hours of the night with him telling her of his adventures and all the things that he had seen. It left her in wonder, and her yearning to see the outside world intensified.

Harry looked at the beautiful black-haired woman. She was curled up next to him and hanging on his every word. According to her, her people were called Amazons and were an all-female civilization. He was the first male that she had ever seen. He thought it was crazy, but didn't have any room to talk, since his life was even worse. He knew that he would have to leave soon. He didn't want to be discovered and get into trouble. First, he wanted to enjoy what time he had in this beautiful paradise.

"How about we go for a swim?" he asked cheekily. Diana's cheeks blushed furiously.

"We swim nude," she explained. Harry's smile widened.

"Perfect! So will I," he said, hoping to his feet and pulling her with him. Quickly, he removed his damaged clothes and revealed his very masculine body. He could see her eyes exploring every inch of his exposed skin. Her eyes seemed to hesitate over a certain part of his body. Calling on her courage, she slowly removed her clothes as well. He watched as her incredibly sexy body was revealed. Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her with him, earning a squeal.

They quietly laughed as they splashed around in the warm ocean water. Soon they were wrestling to see who could come out on top. Somehow, she ended up with her legs wrapped around his waist, and Harry wasted no time in wrapping his arms around her back. Under the moonlight, he leaned in and kissed her deeply.

Diana returned his kiss eagerly. It was such a new and wonderful experience for her. She couldn't help but release a deep moan into his mouth as his hand slid around her and cupped her bottom. The sensation was incredible to her. Her pussy tingled like never before, and she desperately wanted some form of relief. Her only recourse was to grind herself on him and attempt to bring forth the pleasure that frustratingly evaded her. Her eyes fluttered shut as her wet pussy slid back and forth over his muscled abdomen. He held her by her ass in a tight grip, keeping her from falling back into the water. She squeaked out in surprise when he lifted her higher and took her hard nipple into his mouth.

"That feels wonderful!" she sexily moaned in her lovely accent. She delighted in the sensation of his warm tongue slipping and sliding over her hardened nub. At that moment, she wanted him to kiss and touch every inch of her exposed body. She wanted him to fully explore her, and she eagerly wanted to return the favor. He lifted her body even further, and her nipple was pulled from his lips with a wet pop. His lips didn't stop there, however. They peppered her toned, flat belly with kisses and love bites. Diana giggled when his tongue dipped into her belly button and gasped loudly when her legs were draped over his shoulders. Her massive blush was hidden by the night's darkness. She couldn't believe that his face was right next to her most intimate of areas. Her eyes nearly popped out of her pretty head at what came next. Never in a million years would she have expected him to drag his tongue the length of her wet slit. She was shivering in pleasure when he moaned from her taste. His tongue dipped back inside of her and tasted her some more. All Diana could do was hold onto his messy, black locks and wiggle back and forth in pleasure. She mewled sexily when his tongue slipped over her sensitive clit, and she tried her best to place it against his lips. She wanted him to pay attention to that specific area.

He did what she wanted. Sucking her clit right into his warm mouth earned a deep guttural moan from the Amazonian woman. She couldn't help herself. Her hips began to roll as she rubbed her wet pussy all over his face. She wanted her scent all over him. She wanted to mark him and let everyone know that it was she who conquered him. She gasped when his tongue wiggled and vibrated against her clit causing her body to shake from numerous mini orgasms. Letting her down but keeping her in his arms, Harry apparated them back to the cave. Diana was so out of it that she didn't even comment on it. He laid her sexy body down and parted her legs. His eyes zeroed in on her trimmed bush. His cock was so hard that it was beginning to hurt. He crawled between them and settled there.

Diana watched as Harry placed his very large cock on top of her dewy slit. She mewled when he rubbed it up and down, gathering her wetness on his cock. Once it was lubed up enough, he placed the tip against her opening. Without any further delay, he slid inside her entrance and claimed her virginity. Diana whimpered in pain for a moment, before her strong body fought it off. Shit bit her lip sexily as he lovingly rubbed her knees, letting her get used to his size. After a moment, she nodded and opened her legs further. Her back arched, and she gasped out when he pulled his hips back, only to push them forward and slide back inside. Again he penetrated her, earning more gasps from her. Soon, a rhythm formed as his hips and her collided. The wet sounds of their union fascinated her. She didn't know that she was capable of producing those kinds of sounds. Her body trembled when his thumb brushed over her clit while she was rapidly being speared by his lengthy cock. She shuddered when he leaned down and claimed her lips. Their bodies were now on top of each other, and his hips were slapping against her naked crotch. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck and held him as close as possible. His cock was making her feel wonderful as he fucked the princess for the first time. She could feel something building up inside of her. It was desperate to break free. She gasped into his lips as her nipples rubbed against his sweaty chest, bringing her further pleasure. Wanting to touch every inch of him, she slid the soft soles of her feet down the back of his legs as he steadily thrust into her.

Diana buried her face into his shoulder as her pussy started tightening. His lips were exploring her delicate neck when a powerful orgasm rocked her naked, writhing form.

"Ohhhhhhh, Hera!" she cried out, her body arching as her tight pussy milked his massive erection. It was too much for Harry, and he shot his load right into her fluttering pussy. He continued to thrust, filling her with his seed until he was completely dry.

Finally spent, he collapsed on top of her and sensually kissed and nipped at her sweaty neck. She giggled and mewled from being ticklish. He brought his lips up to hers and kissed her passionately. Breaking the kiss, she hugged his head to her naked bosom.

"Thank you for sharing this with me, Harry," she told him happily. "I will never forget it."

"Nor will I Diana. Who knows, perhaps we will see each other again in Man's World as you call it," he chuckled, kissing her bare breast. "For now, just sleep. I'll be gone when you wake, love," he said, kissing her one last time. She sleepily nodded and kissed him again. He rolled off of her and she snuggled into his chest. He kissed the top of her head and let her fall asleep before he left. She seemed very curious about the outside world. Perhaps he would see her again in the future.