Title: Change (2/?)
Author: Harmony Potter
Rating: R (for this part)
Harry gets a surprise during his summer break from Hogwarts. If the surprise isn't weird enough when Harry returns to Hogwarts he finds that certain people have changed.
Spoilers: books 1-4
Pairings: Draco/Harry(eventually) Ron/?, Hermione/?
Disclaimer: Contrary to popular belief, I am not J.K Rowling. Which means that I do not own these characters, although I wish I did b/c that would mean I would be rich. I am just playing with them for my own amusement. I don't intend to make any money from this. If you want to sue me you will get a huge sum of about $5.
Warning: This is will eventually be SLASH (male/male pairing). If you don't like the idea or think is wrong, etc, click the back button now. You've been warned.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. First my computer crashed on me, and I lost all of my original 2ud chapter. Then I kinda got lazy and didn't want to rewrite it for awhile, but now its finally here. I tried to make it longer than my other chapter, so hopefully its long enough for everyone.
I realize that my spelling and grammar really sucks. I really didn't take the time to check everything before I posted this so I apologize now. Nobody is perfect...
The spacing is also weird b/c this is the only way I could get it up and have it look decent because no matter what else I did it ended up all smashed together. I think it's because I have windows hp or something.
with all that crap out of the way onto the fic......
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Harry was laying in his four poster bed in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory. He was trying to sleep when he heard a noise coming from outside of his bed. He peeked through his curtain and glared into the dimly lit room. The only light that came in was from the window a few feet away from his bed. He squinted and he could barely make out a hooded figure coming toward him. He was about to scream, but he found that nothing would come out of his throat. He sat up slowly, not taking his eyes off the figure as it came closer to him.
He thought about getting up and running, but he seemed to be frozen to the spot. He looked to his right at Ron's bed. The curtains were closed and he could hear a faint snoring coming from his bed. He then looked at Neville's bed to the right, his curtains were closed too. Harry started to panic, but he couldn't move because he was still frozen to the spot. He couldn't do anything but wait as the figure moved closer to him, finally reaching the end of his bed. Harry's breathing was now very heavy.
The figure climbed on Harry's bed, and Harry seemed to stop breathing all together. Harry squeezed his eyes closed, turning his head away from the figure expecting the worse. The figure started to climb on top of Harry. Harry was surprised when the figure grabbed his crotch and started to rub it with their hand. Harry would have let out a gasp of surprise if he could have.
The figure continued rubbing his crotch and Harry could feel himself starting to become more and more aroused. The figure then reached their hand inside Harry's pants and grabbed his now hard cock, stroking it slowly. He could not even describe how good this felt. At that moment he forgot that he did not have any idea who the person making him feel this way was.
Harry felt his pajama pants being pulled down by the hooded figure. He snapped back to reality for a second now that the figure stopped stroking him. He was about to try and say something when the figures hot mouth wrapped around the head of his penis. Harry's hips moved up on their own accord as he felt the figure start to suck on the head of his penis, their tongue swirly around the tip.
The figure started to take Harry in his mouth inch by inch, not stopping till they took as much as they could without gagging. The figure hummed softly before taking Harry's penis almost all the way out of their mouth and taking it almost all the way back in again. The figure licked and sucked Harry like a lollipop, massaging Harry's balls at the same time.
Harry had his head back on the pillow, he pushed his hips up again. He was in ecstasy, up until then he had never felt that much pleasure before. Sure, he had masturbated, but it didn't feel nearly as good as this. He didn't masturbate that often either, because he felt guilty about it, and it seemed like he never had the chance to be alone to do it either.
Harry wanted to take the figures hood off, but he still couldn't move. He balled his fists taking in the pleasure the figure was giving him. He knew that he would not last much longer. The figure then started sucking on the head again and Harry lost it, he could feel his orgasm coming on......
Harry woke up with a start. He could hear his heavy breathing as he began to realize what happened. He reached under the covers and felt a huge wet spot on his pajama pants. He had just had the most realistic wet dream ever. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was 7:00 am. He crawled out of bed because he knew that his Aunt Petunia should be coming in his room soon and yelling at him to make them breakfast.
Harry gathered up his bed sheets and put them in the hamper hoping that nobody would look at them and find the stain that he just left. He doubted anyone would because he was most likely the one who was going to be doing them anyway. He grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom to take a shower since he was all sticky.
After getting dressed he headed downstairs. When he walked into the kitchen his Aunt and Uncle were already sitting at the table. Harry suddenly realized the letter he got last night and remembered he had to tell them about it sometime today.
"What took you so long to get down here boy?!" Vernon yelled "You should have made breakfast by now, you better hurry up before Dudley gets down here, you know how hungry the little tike is when he wakes up"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon", Harry replied, not wanting to start a fight at the very beginning of the day, especially because he knew they would be furious when he told them about having to talk to Dumbledore.
Harry made breakfast and as soon as he was done Dudley came down the stairs. He ran towards the table almost knocking Harry over in the process. He seemed to inhale everything at the table before running back upstairs to watch tv. Harry's Aunt and Uncle went in the living room leaving Harry to do the dishes.
After he was done he walked in the living room quietly, so not to disturb his Aunt and Uncle. He wanted to tell them about Dumbeldore, but he didn't want to get yelled at. To tell the truth, Harry was more than a little bit scared of his Uncle Vernon. Not only was he loud, but he was much, much, much larger than Harry. Harry was sure he would smush him if he accidently, or purposely sat on him. A loud voice broke Harry out of his thoughts.
"Are you going to stand there all day, or do you want something?", Vernon's voice boomed.
"No..I mean yes, you see", Harry started
"Get on with it before I lock you in that bloody room of yours for the rest of the day", Vernon yelled
Harry thought about that for a moment. If his uncle locked him in his room it wouldn't be the first time. He took a deep breath before he spoke again.
"You see, I got this letter from the headmaster at my school", Harry started. Harry could see his Uncles eyes bulge when Harry mentioned his school. He decided he should tell him the rest quickly before something happened.
"And he said that there was something important he needed to talk about with you and that he is coming here on July 1 at 12:30 to talk to you guys about it", Harry let his breath out. He actually told them. Now all he had to do was worry about their reaction.
"Are you in some kind of trouble, boy?", Vernon said rising out of his seat. Petunia just sat in her chair looking at Vernon
"No, I don't know what it's about, but I know im not in trouble, I- I swear", Harry stuttered
"Hmm..I guess you're right. If you were in trouble they would have told us a lot sooner. I suppose we can meet with those freaks if we have to, but you better go up to your room now because I don't want to see your face until then", Vernon said.
Harry ran up to his room and sat down on the bed. 'Well, that went better than I thought it would', Harry thought to himself. He looked at the clock and saw that it was only 9am. 'What am I going to do for the next 2 days?', He asked himself.
Harry grabbed a piece of parchment and decided to write Ron a letter. He needed to tell him what was going on. His Uncle now allows him take Hedwig out of her cage now after what happened a few years earlier. He sat down and his desk and began to write.
Author: Harmony Potter
Rating: R (for this part)
Harry gets a surprise during his summer break from Hogwarts. If the surprise isn't weird enough when Harry returns to Hogwarts he finds that certain people have changed.
Spoilers: books 1-4
Pairings: Draco/Harry(eventually) Ron/?, Hermione/?
Disclaimer: Contrary to popular belief, I am not J.K Rowling. Which means that I do not own these characters, although I wish I did b/c that would mean I would be rich. I am just playing with them for my own amusement. I don't intend to make any money from this. If you want to sue me you will get a huge sum of about $5.
Warning: This is will eventually be SLASH (male/male pairing). If you don't like the idea or think is wrong, etc, click the back button now. You've been warned.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. First my computer crashed on me, and I lost all of my original 2ud chapter. Then I kinda got lazy and didn't want to rewrite it for awhile, but now its finally here. I tried to make it longer than my other chapter, so hopefully its long enough for everyone.
I realize that my spelling and grammar really sucks. I really didn't take the time to check everything before I posted this so I apologize now. Nobody is perfect...
The spacing is also weird b/c this is the only way I could get it up and have it look decent because no matter what else I did it ended up all smashed together. I think it's because I have windows hp or something.
with all that crap out of the way onto the fic......
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Harry was laying in his four poster bed in the Gryffindor boys' dormitory. He was trying to sleep when he heard a noise coming from outside of his bed. He peeked through his curtain and glared into the dimly lit room. The only light that came in was from the window a few feet away from his bed. He squinted and he could barely make out a hooded figure coming toward him. He was about to scream, but he found that nothing would come out of his throat. He sat up slowly, not taking his eyes off the figure as it came closer to him.
He thought about getting up and running, but he seemed to be frozen to the spot. He looked to his right at Ron's bed. The curtains were closed and he could hear a faint snoring coming from his bed. He then looked at Neville's bed to the right, his curtains were closed too. Harry started to panic, but he couldn't move because he was still frozen to the spot. He couldn't do anything but wait as the figure moved closer to him, finally reaching the end of his bed. Harry's breathing was now very heavy.
The figure climbed on Harry's bed, and Harry seemed to stop breathing all together. Harry squeezed his eyes closed, turning his head away from the figure expecting the worse. The figure started to climb on top of Harry. Harry was surprised when the figure grabbed his crotch and started to rub it with their hand. Harry would have let out a gasp of surprise if he could have.
The figure continued rubbing his crotch and Harry could feel himself starting to become more and more aroused. The figure then reached their hand inside Harry's pants and grabbed his now hard cock, stroking it slowly. He could not even describe how good this felt. At that moment he forgot that he did not have any idea who the person making him feel this way was.
Harry felt his pajama pants being pulled down by the hooded figure. He snapped back to reality for a second now that the figure stopped stroking him. He was about to try and say something when the figures hot mouth wrapped around the head of his penis. Harry's hips moved up on their own accord as he felt the figure start to suck on the head of his penis, their tongue swirly around the tip.
The figure started to take Harry in his mouth inch by inch, not stopping till they took as much as they could without gagging. The figure hummed softly before taking Harry's penis almost all the way out of their mouth and taking it almost all the way back in again. The figure licked and sucked Harry like a lollipop, massaging Harry's balls at the same time.
Harry had his head back on the pillow, he pushed his hips up again. He was in ecstasy, up until then he had never felt that much pleasure before. Sure, he had masturbated, but it didn't feel nearly as good as this. He didn't masturbate that often either, because he felt guilty about it, and it seemed like he never had the chance to be alone to do it either.
Harry wanted to take the figures hood off, but he still couldn't move. He balled his fists taking in the pleasure the figure was giving him. He knew that he would not last much longer. The figure then started sucking on the head again and Harry lost it, he could feel his orgasm coming on......
Harry woke up with a start. He could hear his heavy breathing as he began to realize what happened. He reached under the covers and felt a huge wet spot on his pajama pants. He had just had the most realistic wet dream ever. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was 7:00 am. He crawled out of bed because he knew that his Aunt Petunia should be coming in his room soon and yelling at him to make them breakfast.
Harry gathered up his bed sheets and put them in the hamper hoping that nobody would look at them and find the stain that he just left. He doubted anyone would because he was most likely the one who was going to be doing them anyway. He grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom to take a shower since he was all sticky.
After getting dressed he headed downstairs. When he walked into the kitchen his Aunt and Uncle were already sitting at the table. Harry suddenly realized the letter he got last night and remembered he had to tell them about it sometime today.
"What took you so long to get down here boy?!" Vernon yelled "You should have made breakfast by now, you better hurry up before Dudley gets down here, you know how hungry the little tike is when he wakes up"
"Yes, Uncle Vernon", Harry replied, not wanting to start a fight at the very beginning of the day, especially because he knew they would be furious when he told them about having to talk to Dumbledore.
Harry made breakfast and as soon as he was done Dudley came down the stairs. He ran towards the table almost knocking Harry over in the process. He seemed to inhale everything at the table before running back upstairs to watch tv. Harry's Aunt and Uncle went in the living room leaving Harry to do the dishes.
After he was done he walked in the living room quietly, so not to disturb his Aunt and Uncle. He wanted to tell them about Dumbeldore, but he didn't want to get yelled at. To tell the truth, Harry was more than a little bit scared of his Uncle Vernon. Not only was he loud, but he was much, much, much larger than Harry. Harry was sure he would smush him if he accidently, or purposely sat on him. A loud voice broke Harry out of his thoughts.
"Are you going to stand there all day, or do you want something?", Vernon's voice boomed.
"No..I mean yes, you see", Harry started
"Get on with it before I lock you in that bloody room of yours for the rest of the day", Vernon yelled
Harry thought about that for a moment. If his uncle locked him in his room it wouldn't be the first time. He took a deep breath before he spoke again.
"You see, I got this letter from the headmaster at my school", Harry started. Harry could see his Uncles eyes bulge when Harry mentioned his school. He decided he should tell him the rest quickly before something happened.
"And he said that there was something important he needed to talk about with you and that he is coming here on July 1 at 12:30 to talk to you guys about it", Harry let his breath out. He actually told them. Now all he had to do was worry about their reaction.
"Are you in some kind of trouble, boy?", Vernon said rising out of his seat. Petunia just sat in her chair looking at Vernon
"No, I don't know what it's about, but I know im not in trouble, I- I swear", Harry stuttered
"Hmm..I guess you're right. If you were in trouble they would have told us a lot sooner. I suppose we can meet with those freaks if we have to, but you better go up to your room now because I don't want to see your face until then", Vernon said.
Harry ran up to his room and sat down on the bed. 'Well, that went better than I thought it would', Harry thought to himself. He looked at the clock and saw that it was only 9am. 'What am I going to do for the next 2 days?', He asked himself.
Harry grabbed a piece of parchment and decided to write Ron a letter. He needed to tell him what was going on. His Uncle now allows him take Hedwig out of her cage now after what happened a few years earlier. He sat down and his desk and began to write.