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Chapter 1: A House Competition

Draco looked around another corner as he slowly made his way to the Room of Requirement. After making sure the coast was clear, he quickly ran down the corridor, losing himself in thought as he closed in on what could be his families' salvation. After multiple failed assassination attempts, Draco thought his luck had finally ran out, but just when his hope had began to drain away, he stumbled across It.

A wondrous room full of hidden wonders and mountains of junk.

Draco had lost himself in its maze of items, but found his upswing of luck continuing as he had stumbled across a broken cabinet. After he had spent a few minutes attempting to place where he had seen something similar, he remembered when he stumbled across a similar cabinet during the summer in Borgin and Burkes.

He hadn't been able to stop the scream of victory from leaving his lips when he realized what he had found in his darkest hour, but had realized in that moment that his struggles hadn't been magically solved. The cabinet was in disrepair, and he would need time to fix it. So he had contacted the Dark Lord through his Head of House, and was able to bargain for more time to complete his mission.

As long as he finished the cabinet soon, his family had a chance at surviving, and maybe even his own standing could rise to that of the infamous Inner Circle's. 'And maybe I can finally start fixing things with Daphne,' he thought in bemusement.

He truly didn't care for the girl, but she was still a hot piece of arse. Landing her was one of his prouder accomplishments, but he had been neglecting their relationship since the Dark Lord gave him his assassination mission. "Pretty hard to play house with a witch when the Dark Lord is breathing down your neck," Draco muttered as he continued to make his way to the room. 'How the hell was I going to juggle killing one of the greatest wizards ever, raising my standing with the Death Eaters, getting good grades, satisfying the Dark Lord, and appeasing some whore!' He thought in irritation. Something would have to give, and of course he set Daphne to the side.

It didn't matter how perky her sizable chest was, or how great her blonde hair and pale skin looked covered in his thick cum. Draco had bigger things to worry about, and he could always memory charm some mudblood if he needed a quick release. 'Maybe I'll finally put Granger in her place,' He thought to himself as he finally made it to the portrait with the dancing trolls.

Looking across the hall, he was surprised to see a door was already manifested. He paused in shock, then immediately whipped his wand out of his arm holster. Draco unlocked the door with a muttered Alohomora, silenced the hinges, and slowly pushed it open. He moved into his default casting position, but stopped once he heard a familiar moan echo around the room. He found himself tensing in rage as he realized what could be happening, then smoothly pushed the door open and pointed his wand towards the noise. Though he wasn't ready for what he saw, and felt his grip loosen around his wand as he stared at his girlfriend wildly riding the person he hates the most.

"POTTER!" Draco screamed in rage, then charged the bed in the center of the room. He barely had the sense to shut and lock the door behind him, but dropped his wand as he charged the bed, planning on beating the tar out of both of them with his bare hands. Harry and Daphne barely had any chance to react, with both clearly being caught in the middle of a shared orgasm, so Draco was able to pull Daphne off of Harry and get in the first punch.

Daphne fell back onto the floor, slowly getting her bearings back from the mind breaking release she just had interrupted by what sounded like her boyfriend. As she slowly came to, she startled as she noticed the boys wrestling and throwing punches on the bed. She tried to come up with a good plan or excuse, but was hindered by the lingering tingles of pleasure pulsing through her body from her gaping core. After a few seconds, she was able to shake herself out of it and grabbed her wand, having come up with the perfect plan. She quickly stunned both assailants, then bound and levitated them onto the floor. Next, she summoned a spray bottle from her bag and sprayed her hair with her concoction.

Giving it a moment to kick in, she vanished the remains of their juices and settled back onto the bed, then rennervated the stunned boys. She waited for both boys to come to, and even allowed them a few moments to begin arguing about what Draco caught them doing, but quickly found herself annoyed at how their conversation turned from being about her to them.

"STOP!" Daphne yelled in consternation, having finally had enough of their bickering. She silenced them before they had the chance to start up again, then began to execute her own plan. She straddled Draco, leaning down onto him and nuzzled into his chest as she began to speak."I'm sorry you had to find out like this Draco, but while you've been off doing who knows what, I found comfort in Harry's arms. He really fulfilled my needs, maybe even better than you ever did." She taunted with a false melancholy expression.

Then Daphne leaned back, stroked his face, and let her hair trail down above his nose. She watched in satisfaction as his pupils began to dilate and his skin started to redden. She could even feel his heart begin to speed up under her other hand and his bulge grow along her naked thigh. She ground into him a few times to speed up the effects, then unsilenced him.

"Fulfill your needs? Better than I can? Potter isn't even half the wizard I am. You know I fucked you to heaven and back, and if I had been the one fucking you tonight, you would've already been passed out!" Draco bragged as he tried to reciprocate her motions. Daphne moaned aloud when she felt him grind his enlarging bulge into her quivering mound, but didn't let it distract her. 'One down, one to go,' she thought in relief. She rose off of Draco, making sure to let her hair brush across his face again as she went, and walked over to Harry.

She knew he was already under the effects of her concoction, but decided to play it safe and employ the same strategy. Knowing that Harry was more of a breast man, she crouched down and straddled his stomach, then pulled his face up into her own chest. Then, she leaned his head back so he could see her forced guilty expression from between her budding breasts, and made sure to play up her act.

"Oh Harry, I'm sorry I lied to you about breaking up with Draco, but I really did enjoy our time together. Sadly, I'm going to have to end it here with both of you. I just can't bear your arguing! I'm sure I can find someone else who can treat a witch right." She said as she smiled at Harry's reaction. He immediately fell for her bait– hook, line, and sinker– and tried his best to convince her otherwise. Daphne, easily recognizing his distress, unsilenced him and took extreme joy in listening to his pleas.

They may have been influenced by their second heads, sure, but they still gave her ego a nice boost. Who wouldn't enjoy two strapping young wizards fighting for the chance to fuck them silly? "C'mon Daph, you know I'm all you need! Don't let that ponce ruin the good thing we had going! I'm more than enough to satisfy you, and if he doesnt like that then he can fuck right off!" Harry enthused in response.

Daphne pretended to consider his words, casually rubbing her dripping pussy onto his abs as she stalled, then let out an exasperated sigh as she reluctantly got off him. She mentally snickered as she heard Draco let out a triumphant laugh. He seemed to be under the assumption she was going back to him, but the roles reversed and Harry began laughing when they noticed her stop and stand in between them.

"You're both right in a way. Draco, I did enjoy the times we had, and Harry, you both are some of the best lays at Hogwarts-" She paused at the dual snorts the boys let out, clearly wondering if she was fucking other guys behind their backs,

Daphne didn't want to let go of her control over a verbal slip, so she quickly continued her monologue, "BUT, I'm not sure which one of you I should pick to stay with. You've both given me the time of my life, but I'm not sure which of you is truly better. Sure, Draco can give me a life of luxury, while Harry is clearly the more powerful wizard, but in terms of sex I have no idea who is truly better. So let's fix that." Daphne said. Draco and Harry wore looks of confusement, still not getting where Daphne was going with this, so she decided to quit using her words and start letting her actions speak for themselves.

She started off by levitating both boys into the air, then summoned two chairs from nearby. She adjusted the rope binding them to wrap about the chairs as well, then vanished Draco's clothes. The boys yelped in surprise, Draco at his prick flopping onto the chair, and Harry at seeing his rival's hardened erection. While the green-eyed teen was usually used to situations like this, he never expected it to happen with Draco bloody Malfoy of all people. On the other hand, Daphne already felt her mouth watering at seeing both of her favorite dicks.

She could already tell that Draco's was just a little longer, with his tip handing an inch lower off the chair than Harry's did, but Harry's was clearly thicker. Draco would definitely scratch the itch at the back of her throat from whenever she wanted some hot meat in her mouth, but Harry always stretched her out in the most delicious manner. Clearing her throat to regain their attention, Daphne decided to get the real show on the road.

"Hm let's start with cock size," Daphne said as she kneeled down before the young men. She firmly grasped both of their eager pricks, slowly stroking them to bring out their full potential. The witch pulled, tugged, yanked, and squeezed their rods, enjoying the slick sounds of her dual handjob as her hands twisted around the heads of their shafts. Both boys found themselves moaning at her eager motions, even if they weren't something they were used to. Normally they beat their own meat with a swiftness, eager to cum as fast and hard as possible, yet Daphne took her time. She twisted her hands around the wet tips of their dicks, firmly stroked down their shafts, softly rubbed her thumbs along their veins, and made sure to squeeze ever so harder when she finally reached the base of their shafts. Then she repeated the process in reverse, letting their precum do the work as she pulled back up their shaft.

She loved the feeling of their cocks pulsating in her grip. Of the boys moaning in pure pleasure at her slow and steady strokes. Of the pure power she felt in her casual domination of the two hottest boys in her year, if not her entire school. Of the idea of two powerful young wizards being tied up and at her mercy.

'I could get addicted to this!' She eagerly thought in delight as she rubbed her thighs together. She continued to wank the boys off, making sure to keep a close eye on them for any signs of an encroaching orgasm. Her attention paid off as she noticed them began to seize up, with their thighs tightening, their testicles pulling closer to their shafts, and their penises tensing even furthur in her palms.

She quickly reached down to the base of their shafts and squeezed as hard as she could, enjoying the winces she earned from her halted ministrations. Before they could complain about her pause and rough treatment, she began to speak. "Well you both have such nice fat cocks! Harry's seems to be a little thicker, but Draco's also seems to be a little longer. I guess this round is a tie. So, how about we move on to the next category?" She questioned as she ignored their reactions to her words. Both had mockingly grinned at the other, then sulked in disappointment when she pointed out their strengths, but had eagerly given her their full attention when she alluded to continuing their little game.

"Let us see about your balls, hm?" She teased as she squeezed both of their shafts. They groaned as they felt their building orgasms get stifled again, with their pricks reddening in her firm grip. Daphne leaned down and raised their cocks up, revealing both of their swollen sacks. She tenderly kissed both of their testicles, then began to suckle and lick at Draco's balls first while lowering her hand to fondle Harry's. Draco groaned in pleasure at the sensation, especially since Daphne began to milk his shaft again, firmly gripping it as she stroked from shaft to tip and back. She swapped over to Harry's and gave him the same treatment, slowly stroking every pulsating inch of his rod all while trying to swallow each of his nuts in turn.

Harry found himself straining against her incarcerous spell, wishing he could grab her head and shove his aching prick down her throat until he relieved himself. Daphne pulled off his nuts with a wet pop, and continued to stroke them both as she leaned in and got a whiff of each of their scents. She almost lost herself to her own lust once she smelled their heady musks, but pulled back and continued her teasing ministrations. Her slow milking brought them closer and closer to the edge, but every time she felt their pulsations quicken, she slowed down and gripped the base of their shafts, impeding their orgasms.

"Well your cocks are a similar size, you both have such heavy, heady, musks that would make any witch go wild, So then let's see who tastes better, shall we?" She said as she slowly leaned closer to their throbbing erections. The boys watched as she tilted both rods towards her mouth and let her luscious lips engulf both of their tips. They both groaned audibly at the sensation of her tongue dancing along their tips and dipping in their dick slits. Daphne moaned in delight at the taste of precum dripping from both of their pricks, then noisily popped both of their cocks out of her mouth. She quickly leaned into Harry's rod and began to suckle on his prick's tip, milking out his precum and sucking it like a straw. Harry moaned again at the sensation, but his voice caught in his throat as he felt her slowly ease the rest of his shaft into her mouth.

Draco grit his teeth in jealousy, but winced when he felt Daphne

squeeze his balls a little too tightly. As she swallowed every inch of Harry's dick, she reached back up and rapidly stroked Draco's cock, then swapped back to give Draco the same treatment. Both boys were amazed at her technique, mixing a slow blowie with a rapid handjob all while intermittently stifling their orgasms. Daphne was expertly milking the young wizards like a pro, bringing them to the peak then keeping them there, but never letting them take the final plunge.

Daphne stared Draco in his eyes as she slowly lowered herself further and further along his shaft, until with an audible, but low, gulp, she swallowed his crown into her throat. Draco threw his head back in pure pleasure, loving the intensity of not only her deep throating, but her gaze. The look in her eyes as she swallowed his cock inch by inch until it all disappeared into her mouth was beyond sexy, but nothing compared to the feeling of her throat. It was almost too good to be true, but it was over just as soon once she pulled off and stuffed Harry's cock down her throat in a similar fashion. Harry would have smirked at his rival's angry expression, but he was too busy fighting the urge to break out her ropes and claim her naughty little throat as his own.

Her soft luscious lips were wrapped firmly around his shaft, with her long tongue wiggling against it and sticking out her mouth to lap at his balls. Her tight throat was squeezing at his shaft and kissing his tip. The combined sensations were almost too much for him, but just when he was about to reach his peak, she pulled off of him and switched to do the same to Draco. The blonde minx constantly swallowed each of their cocks, and in turn built their orgasms to be bigger than ever. She could almost hear their poor blue balls gurgling in anger as every time they were so close to jizzing down her throat, she would pull off and work over the other instead.

After a few minutes of working the boys up, Daphne decided she had done enough and leaned back. She took both of their erections in hand, and rapidly pumped their shafts as she addressed them. "Well, they both taste great, but maybe your cum can be the deciding factor? So give it to me! Cover me with your sperm and let's see who's really better!" She begged as she squeezed her breasts together with her elbows and stuck her tongue out.

The young men groaned as they felt her increase the speed and pressure of their handjobs, and finally succumbed to her fast milking. Letting out dual moans of pleasure, they began to spray her with their cum. Daphne lowered Harry's cock and let him coat her tits with his thicker load, while Draco's watery but larger streaks of cum impacted wetly across her face and hair. They moaned even harder when she continued to firmly stroke them, milking them for every drop of sperm they had. A few shots hit her tongue and struck her eyes, but Daphne took it all like a champ, clearly displaying her experience in how she didn't stop for a moment.

As their orgasms tampered off and the last few drops dripped down her fingers, Daphne slowly opened her eyes and watched triumphantly as her strategy paid off. Thanks to her concoction and technique, both boys were still rock hard even after spraying out liters worth of cum onto her delicate features. Daphne quickly let go of their cocks and continued her facade, tasting each of their respective loads, and hemming and hawing as she went. The boys watched in a mix of fascination, admiration, and worry as they waited for her to judge one as the victor, but found themselves irritated instead as she clearly couldn't make a decision. "Well?! Who was better? Me? Or Potter?" Draco impatiently demanded. Harry involuntarily nodded at his statement, reluctantly agreeing with his rival.

Seeing that both teens were beginning to get angry again, she decided to move on with the last stage of her plan. 'This will be the riskiest part, but no risk means no reward!" She thought in determination. She slowly stood up from her kneeling position, internally bemoaning her lack of foresight since she forgot to conjure a cushion to kneel on, and made her way over to the bed. She watched as the boys tracked her every move, gazing at her pert tits jiggling, her wide hips swaying, and the curve of her fat arse jiggle as she waltzed over to the bed and sexily laid back across it. Their eyes widened and nostrils flared when they saw her open her legs and spread her lower lips with 2 fingers, and they eagerly listened to her next words with their cocks throbbing in lust.

"Both of your dicks and cum tasted great, but how about we get the last few tests out of the way? Come fuck me until I know for a fact which of your fat fucking cocks is the one for me." Daphne saucily said, then stuck her tongue out to exacerbate her point. She had eaten most of the cum off her face and tits, but a few strands were still left on her gorgeous features. Draco and Harry had already wanted to fuck her into oblivion after her first performance, but this was the icing on the cauldron cake. Daphne vanished their restraints when she saw their reaction and, feeling safer after seeing them give into her lust, quickly stored her wand into her invisible wrist holster.

"I call her mouth!" Harry screamed as he jumped out his chair and ran over to the sexy witch. He already knew the first thing he was going to do, and wasted no time in flipping the witch onto her back and pulling her head off the bed. He slapped her a few times with his cock, and pulled her head up into his balls as he measured his prick across her neck. "I'm going to force every inch of this dick down your slutty little throat, Daph, then I'm going to fill your stomach with my cum." He promised. He couldn't see her face to get her reaction, but he could feel her nodding under his crotch as she sucked on each of his nuts.

Draco wasn't far behind, as he ran to the other side of the bed. He surprisingly didn't waste any time bragging, or taunting Harry, and instead wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust straight into her dripping quim. Daphne screamed in pleasure at his rough thrusting, then found herself silenced in the best way possible. Harry took advantage of her wide open mouth and shoved half of his prick straight down her throat. She gagged wetly on his dick, surprised at their rough treatment, but quickly adjusted. She rolled her hips against Draco's as she felt him bottom out inside her, and rapidly swallowed on Harry's shaft as he continued to stretch out her throat.

Schlorp Sslurp Slap SSlurp SCHLORP Slap GURK Gawk The wet sounds of Harry throatfucking her and the slaps of Draco's sack against her ass filled the room, but the boys weren't satisfied with their efforts yet. Seeing that Daphne still had the finesse to take Harry's pounding and thrust back against Draco's frenzied thrust, the boys decided to kick things up a notch. Harry took a tight double handed grip around Daphne's throat, and Draco pulled her up off the bed by her plump ass cheeks. They both took a moment to adjust to their different positioning, then really began to let Daphne have it.

She found herself choking on Harry's rod as his thrusting sped past her own levels of comfort, and with Draco keeping ahold of her hips she could only lay back and take their thrusts. Harry smirked at her as he felt her throat convulse around his shaft, but no matter how much her throat and tongue tried to push his prick out, he continued to thrust right back in. "Stupid bitch, just lay back like a good witch and take this fucking cock. I'll show you who's the better fucking lay. Right after I reshape this throat to the shape of my prick." Harry taunted.

Draco laughed at his rival's delusions. "Dumbass, while you're busy getting your rocks off in the dumbest way possible, I'm already claiming every inch of her pussy. The slut is already about to cum and I'm no way near done yet. You just sit tight while I prove that I'm the superior at what really matters. You useless Gryff." Draco triumphantly commanded. Daphne could tell he was bluffing about not being close to cumming, but knew she wasn't going to last that long herself. Realizing how dire her situation could get if she started off on the backfoot, she decided to go all in to try and regain control of the situation. Before Harry could respond, he felt his knees buckle as Daphne's throat began to tighten even further and massage his cock, while Draco almost fell over at the feeling of her pussy tightening and spasming around his dick.

The bickering teens were caught off guard by the new sensations, and were quickly overwhelmed. Since they were still sensitive from their earlier orgasms the sudden rise in intensity was too much for them, and they found themselves releasing earlier than they would have intended. Luckily for them, Daphne was in a similar boat since she hadn't even been able to masturbate while she was working them over, and with her pussy not having fully recovered from her quick romp with Harry, Draco was able to bring her to an orgasm quicker than she would have liked.

Either way, all parties enjoyed the feeling of the other cumming due to their ministrations. Draco loved the feeling of Daphne's tight pussy spasming and convulsing around his shaft as her walls milked him dry. Harry didn't mind coming so quickly since he was able to choke her on his cum, and it freed him up to claim one of her other holes. Daphne swallowed as much of his cum as she could and relaxed when she felt Draco pull out of her folds.

She absentmindedly pulled out her wand and vanished the cum from her pussy, then turned back to the boys, "That was a good start, but let's see who's better in a more direct manner?" Daphne teased as she winked at the teens. Getting the idea, Harry laid back on the bed and pulled Daphne onto his lap, lining his cock up with her asshole as he went, then thrust straight in. The blonde witch shrieked at the intrusion, but didn't have time to recover as Draco jumped onto the bed and pushed her back onto the green eyed teen. He completed the sandwich by wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing his dick into Daphne's stretched out pussy.

Daphne was in pure bliss at the moment, feeling two studs stretching out both holes as each tried to fuck her harder than the other. She couldn't believe how well her plan worked out, but decided to spend less time thinking and more time enjoying the moment. The blonde minx tightened her legs around Draco, and dragged her nails up and down his back as she looked over his shoulder. She moaned in delight into his ear as she felt both of the boy's hard bodies press into her from both sides, with what should have been an awkward position becoming deliciously delightful due to her own flexibility and the boy's strength. She loved the feeling of the boys pounding into her from both ends, their hot breath on both sides of her neck and their cocks pistoned in and out of her holes, but Daphne wanted more than to be fucked like a useless whore. So, she leaned into Draco's ear, then licked and suckled at his earlobe. She enjoyed the shudder of pleasure she felt through his body, but didn't let it or her own pleasure distract her from the plan.

"How about we spice things up, huh Draco?" She saucily whispered in his ear. Before Draco had a chance to respond, he pulled her arms back from around him and pushed her hands into his chest, forcing him onto his back and out of her pussy. She quickly pushed off of Harry's cock, loving the feel of his shaft popping out of her asshole, then straddled Draco. While she smothered her boyfriend with her tits, she looked over her shoulder at Harry and spread her ass cheeks again, showing off her still gaped arsehole. She moaned in pleasure as she dropped down onto Draco's hardened erection, expertly maneuvering it into her pussy and riding him cowgirl style without having to look, while sexily motioning for Harry to come hither. "C'mon big boy, I thought Gryffindors charge ahead? Or is little ole me too much for the Boy-Who-Lived?" She taunted. Harry, thinking more with his dick than his brain at this point, fell for her taunts and crawled over to her.

He quickly lined back up and pushed into her ass, enjoying the feeling of being back in her tight little hole, but wasn't satisfied with just fucking her. With his lust being as high as it was, and his anger already influencing him, Harry focused more on dominating Daphne than he did on beating Draco. The scarred teen reached up to her hair and pulled it into a tight ponytail, forcing her back to arch into his chest and adjusting how their cocks angled into her. Daphne squeaked in surprise at the action, but was further surprised when Harry spit in her mouth then pulled her into a kiss, sloppily swirling his tongue around hers. Draco was shocked at the sight, but found his outburst interrupted as Daphne began to roll her hips against his and ground his engorged cock deeper into her pussy.

While she was shocked at first, Daphne found herself getting into the kiss, but made sure not to let it distract her from pleasuring them both. Though she was shocked again when she felt a hand slap her tits then roughly grope them, as Harry used them as a handhold to get a good grip on the naughty witch. Daphne pulled away from the kiss in her shock, but moaned at the mix of pleasure and pain as Harry began fucking even harder into her ass, The threesome all moaned in pleasure at the sensations they felt, with Draco quickly losing steam from the feeling of Daphne riding him while expertly milking his cock with her clenching walls, Harry losing himself to the physical pleasure of her tight asshole and the mental pleasure of dominating the freaky young witch, and Daphne loving the feeling of the two young men simultaneously working her over.

Sadly, all good things come to an end, as Draco finally lost himself to the witch's technique and blew his load inside her pussy. The warmth of his cum filling her quim and the feeling of his cock pulsing and spasming inside her sent Daphne over the edge, as she felt her walls sporadically clench around both cocks and milk them dry. Daphne fell back into Harry's chest and screamed in pleasure, with the slight position change tightening her already tight holes even more. Harry couldn't keep up with the new sensation, and ground his crotch against her thick arse as he thrusted as deep as he could. He clenched his hands around her rack and could feel her titty flesh ballooning out between his fingers as he let loose inside the witch's asshole.

The threesome stayed in that position for a few moments, savoring the moment of their shared orgasm, but the fires of competition raged in all three. With a desire to beat the other or milk the others of every drop of sperm they had burning in their hearts, they detangled from their position. Daphne fumbled for her wand and vanished the loads of cum from her pussy.

"Huff Out of huh steam huff already boys?" Daphne tiredly asked as both boys were stroking their cocks. Draco grit his teeth in irritation, then pulled Daphne up by her hair and threw her onto her back. Harry rolled his eyes when he noticed his enemy take a page out of his book, with Draco rolling her onto her back, pulling her head off the bed, and slapping his dick onto her face. "Shut the fuck up and suck me until I'm ready to fuck you again. You stupid slut!" Draco commanded. Daphne, seeing her chance to win their little game by draining them dry, quickly took his swollen prick's helmet into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip.

Not wanting to be left behind, Harry got on the bed and rolled on top of Daphne's chest, straddling her stomach. He spit in between her perky breasts, slapped his dick down in between them, then cupped her large mammaries around his stiffy. The dark haired teen threw his head back in a mix of pleasure and pure satisfaction, equally enjoying the softness of her teats and finally being able to fuck her tits. Harry roughly fucked her breasts, alternating between shaking her tits around his cock, rapidly thrusting between them, and slapping his cock onto her hardened nipples. Draco could only snort in derision at seeing his rival's actions, but couldn't afford to be distracted for too long once he felt Daphne kick her blowjob up a notch.

Draco could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching, and hurriedly pulled out of the naughty witch's mouth before she could milk him dry. Not even giving her a moment to enjoy her slight victory, he pushed Harry off of her and lifted her off the bed. "Now I'm going to show you exactly why I'm better than Potter. Look at him, he barely has any strength left, while I'm still raring to go!" Draco taunted, punctuating his words with a thrust into Daphne's stretched arsehole. He took advantage of her stunned state, not expecting him to have this much energy left, and was helpless to fight his change in position. Draco lifted her legs up and put his arms under her knees, with his hands interlocked behind her head. Daphne screamed in pleasure at his rough thrusting as she was forcefully contorted into a pretzel and fucked like a common whore. Unknown to her, her hair had fallen into Draco's face as he lifted her up, and the remains of her concoction boosted his own lust just enough to give him the energy for one last ride.

Harry could only gape in disbelief at how hard Draco was fucking Daphne when he was just on the verge of blowing in her hot little mouth moments before, but was still able to recognize the display as his rival's final gambit. 'Putting it all on the line here, huh Malfoy? Well I won't let you beat me you slimy git!' Harry thought in anger. The scarred teen marched over to them, pulled Daphne's hanging legs over his shoulder, and hilted himself into her gushing quim. Daphne was surprised by how hard Draco was still able to fuck her, but couldn't believe the amount of energy Harry had left. While Draco was ravaging her gaped and abused ass, Harry not only claimed her sore pussy, but began to manhandle her tits. He leaned down and sucked on her nipples, kissed around her areola, and began to leave hickeys all over her breast. He sucked, slapped, and played with her tits, all while continuing to fuck her silly.

As Harry continued to use all his tricks to outperform Draco, a devilish idea came to mind. As he continued to play Daphne's body like an instrument, he began to focus his own magic through his body. He continued to dedicate a portion of his thoughts on manifesting his magic to not only strengthen his body and raise his energy, but to execute one last trap.

'Let's see how that ponce will Malfoy deal with this!' He thought in satisfaction. Normally Harry wouldn't do something as cruel as what he was thinking, but with years of anger being focused and augmented by his lust, he decided that if he couldn't have her then he would ruin her for anyone else. Harry felt the first effects of his plan kick in as he thrust harder and harder into Daphne. He could feel his flagging cock harden to new heights at the thought of what he was going to pull off, and knew this load would be his biggest of the night.

Daphne could immediately feel the difference in how he was fucking her. Before, it was like he was dominating her, attempting to prove his superiority, but now he was rutting like a rabbit. Fervently fucking her so he could catch another nut. 'It's like he wants to knock me up!' Daphne thought in disbelief. The exhausted witch couldn't keep up with the boy's raw shows of passion. Draco had continued to ream her again and again, pushing his cock in at multiple angles and never giving her a moment to adjust. On the other hand, Harry pushed as deep into her pussy as he could, knocking against her womb and stretching her walls to the max with his thick cock. She could feel his shaft brushing against her G-spot with every thrust, and with how deep he was thrusting, she knew there was a huge chance of him impregnating her.

With how strong Harry was magically, she knew there was a chance his sperm would still fertilize her eggs, breaking through the magical defenses she always used and resisting whatever remedy she would try later. It was like a stab to her heart, as she came to her senses at the danger that was made apparent even through her pleasure-addled mind, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't voice her thoughts. All she could do was soundlessly scream to the heavens as the two young men fucked the everloving shit out of her.

She couldn't even continue to do that, as Harry leaned back from her tits then claimed her lips as his own, french kissing the mostly insensinate witch and dominating her mouth. He sucked and nibbled at her tongue, then swirled them together, pushing her head back against her boyfriend's hands as he claimed her infront of her boyfriend. Draco barely had the energy to refute his enemy's actions, and instead focused his anger on Daphne. He put his all into his last thrusts, fucking her asshole with all he had, then began to hose down her insides with his load. He felt his knees weaken again as he finally let loose inside the fucked stupid witch, creaming her asshole with every drop of cum he had left.

Harry found himself in a similar state as he hit his own limit. The thought of cucking Draco and forcefully breeding his girlfriend while all the git could do is watch pushed him right over the peak. Harry put his all into their kiss and he pushed himself as deep into Daphne as he could as he focused his magic in his body. 'Impregnate her. Breed her. Humiliate Draco and this stupid fucking whore!' He internally commanded. His intent, his will, all of his hate were imprinted through his magic and supercharged his orgasm as he let loose one last time inside of Daphne. He could feel his balls clenching almost painfully as he emptied himself into Daphne.

Daphne soundless screamed as they both hit their limits, pushing to new depths within her as they claimed her holes as their own. The biggest orgasm she's ever had washed over her. Her abdominal muscles spasming, her legs full on shaking, her back arching as much as it could in her stretched position, with her asshole and pussy convulsing around the two huge pieces of meat filling her up. She could feel Draco's warm load filling her bowels and sticking to every inch of her anal love canal, while Harry's creampied her pussy and filled her womb up with a massive load of sperm. She could feel her sore pussy gushing around Harry's shaft, with a large amount squirted around his girth and dripping down onto the floor.

Her eyes fully rolled up, the whites startling Draco as she collapsed bonelessly into his arms. Harry moaned at the feeling of their mixed juices running down his shaft, then shook himself out of it as he noticed a problem. Daphne was knocked out. He could see her tongue lolling out of her wide open mouth, and her eyes had rolled up. He looked from the insensinate witch to his rival, then back to the witch. After flicking back and forth a few times, with Draco's own look of irritation building with every glance, he finally spoke. "Well Potter? What the hell is the problem now?"

"Fuck off Malfoy. The problem is she passed out. So who won?' Harry asked in exhaustion. Draco stared at him, then the passed out Daphne, but after a few beats of silence they both answered. "Damn, I knocked her out so it must've been me," they both stated, then glared at each other with raw hatred in their narrowed eyes. Pulling out, Harry let go of Daphne and pushed her onto Draco, then ran to the other side of the room to grab his wand. "POTTER! This isn't finished! Get back here!" Draco yelled as he dropped the cum drunk witch on the ground and ran in the other direction to get his own wand.

Daphne awoke a few minutes later to the sound of spellfire, with the room having been destroyed during the confusion. After coming to her senses, Daphne realized the opportunity she was given and conjured a robe. 'I'll just slip-out while they're fighting!' She thought in mirth while fighting to keep her giggles down. Due to the rough pounding they gave her, which impeded her more than wanting to be unseen, she had to slowly make her way out the room, limping as she went.

After hurriedly shutting the door behind her, she left the two boys to their duel and made her way back to the Slytherin dorms. She tried to vanish the boy's loads from her pussy and arsehole, but was only partially successful. Writing it off as a bad job due to her exhaustion, she continued to make her way back to her room, while hoping that the trail of fluids she left behind weren't her undoing. Unknown to her, she would be receiving a big surprise a few days later when she woke up sick and had to see Madam Pomphrey.