A World for Witches
Chapter 4 - Settling In
The Great Hall was laden with the most filling and stomach-arresting array of foods, as it usually was. It was loud with chatter, banter and chewing. And there was also the occasional moaning or slurping.
Despite the sexual openness of Wizarding society, McGonagall and her staff still viewed the Great Hall mainly as a place of dining, a brief refuge from the general depravity of daily life at Hogwarts. Not that the depravity was a bad thing, but it was nice to spend a couple of hours a day engaging in platonic interaction with one another.
However, there were of course exceptions. Some students were punished by either teachers or professors, and sometimes said punishments had a public bent to them. And there was nowhere more public than the Great Hall.
For example, there was a fifth year Hufflepuff boy sucking on Sinistra's cock under the table. An act that received no comment, but a few jealous glances from teachers and students alike. Who they were jealous of varied from person to person.
A Slytherin prefect had finished dinner early and was enjoying a troublemaker's ass with glee, to some hooting and whooping. There were similar scenes dotted all over the Hall, but it was generally kept to a minimum. Too much of a scene would catch the eye of McGonagall, a fate that no student wanted.
Hermione was still adjusting to life in this new world. Where Harry had taken to it pretty quickly, Hermione was still struggling. Every public sexual act that went unquestioned was a reminder of the foreign nature of the world that she now occupied.
Andromeda's visit to her house a year previous had shed light on so many questions that she and her parents had had for years. And Hermione had been excited to go to Hogwarts. But as the date to head to King's Cross Station neared, excitement had turned to fear. Consequently, she had retreated into herself.
She left the room after a quick dinner and headed back to the Gryffindor common room. This did not go unnoticed by her roommates.
Parvati and Lavender had been friendly and warm towards their muggleborn roommate, but received only minimal responses, always polite but nothing more. A Witch could be distinguished from a witch by sensing their magic. An ability than anyone who grew up in the magical world was very attuned to. However, if a Witch did not accept themselves as such, rejected their nature, then their aura was that of a witch's.
Hermione could be either one to Parvati and Lavender, but either way they wanted to get her out of the shell. There was so much to enjoy in the Witching world, not just the sex.
Thus, the two followed the bushy-haired girl back to their dormitory, where she had made a reading nest in her bed, a large tome opened midway through.
"Hey Hermione," Lavender greeted her, as the two sat on her bed, one on each side.
"Umm, hello," Hermione replied nervously. This was the most forward the two had been so far.
"We come in peace, promise," Parvati offered diplomatically.
"We want you to be happy here," Lavender added.
"I'm fine," Hermione insisted quietly. But no-one in the room believed it, certainly not herself.
"We understand that this world is quite different to the muggle one, but there's so much fun to be had," Lavender said.
"It's just scary," Hermione admitted, swallowing hard.
"We know," Parvati said, touching Hermione's arm reassuringly.
"I thought I was a freak, but now I know I'm normal… but I can't quite see myself like that, in my head. I know it's true, but I don't feel as if it is true," Hermione explained, with gaining confidence as she went on.
"How about we try and help you embrace all of yourself?" Lavender offered.
"How would you do that?" the curiosity getting the better of Hermione.
"Just watch," Parvati smirked, crawling closer to her friend.
Lavender and Parvati met in the middle of Hermione's bed and kissed softly not wanting to scare the girl with anything too dramatic. They snogged and groped each other, slowly undressing in front of the bookish girl.
Hermione looked on apprehensively. But something stirred in her as she looked on at her roomates' increasingly bare skin. At Lavender's smooth and pale skin, and Parvati's exotically deep complexion. She found them to be bewitching.
Lavender, checking Hermione was not freaking out, moved her lips down from Parvati's face to her chest and her budding breasts. The Indian girl moaned as her chatty friend put her mouth to better use.
Hermione gazed at the two, now naked forms. She had resisted the urge to look at Parvati's member, but could not for any longer. It jutted out from her hips so naturally. It fit her so beautifully. 'Was that how others were going to view her own?' Hermione wondered. Not as abomination but as monument of nature.
Lavender soon moved on and lay down on the bed in front of the kneeling Parvati, her mouth capturing the dark cock. "Nothing to be scared of," Parvati said as her shaft was fully enveloped by Lavender.
"How does it feel?" Hermione asked, though she knew what the answer was going to be.
"Heavenly," Parvati smiled as Lavender bobbed up and down. "Would you like to feel it for yourself?" Parvati asked, having inferred that Hermione was in fact a Witch.
Hermione hesitated for a moment. There was a lengthy pause, and then the subtlest of nods. But that propelled Parvati and Lavender into action. With Hermione's permission the two gently removed her clothing; most of which she had already taken off prior to getting into bed. So soon enough she was naked, her own cock lying erect against her stomach.
"Beautiful," Lavender whispered, causing Hermione to blush.
"May I?" Parvati asked, cupping her face.
Hermione nodded and swallowed nervously as the brown girl's lips approached her own. They touched and it sent a warm sensation all through Hermione's body. "Was that your first?"
"Y-y-yes," Hermione confirmed.
"I hope it was good?"
"One of many," Hermione smiled.
Parvati cracked a smile back. "Would you like Lavender to do what she was doing to me?"
"Yes," Hermine nodded. If it felt anywhere near as good as a kiss then Hermione was more than happy for Lavender to do it.
Parvati leant in to kiss Hermione again as Lavender positioned herself to deliver a perfect first blowjob. Lavender's start was indicated by the gasp from Hermione's mouth. It felt far better than a kiss after all.
"It feels amazing!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Yes, it does," Parvati smiled as she twiddled one of Hermione's pink nipples. "And it'll continue to feel better and better," she encouraged.
Lavender bobbed her head up and down on Hermione's cute cock. It was about an inch bigger than Parvati's, but still very modest relative to the monsters that most of the older Witches or Professors were carrying. Since a young age Lavender had been aware that her job would be to serve Witches, and so she had sought out the nearest one in Parvati. In her mind it was an honour to serve as she did. And now she had another beautiful Witch to worship. And so she put her all into the blowjob.
Her efforts soon reaped their reward, as Hermione moaned and gasped at the alien sensations that she felt all over her body. "It feels so weird," she said to Parvati.
"It's meant to happen, don't fight it," Parvati reassured her. "Just let it happen."
The strange stirrings shifted from the pits of her stomach to her cock. She knew something was building and it was not urine. It was something else entirely. Intellectually, she was aware of the concept of an 'orgasm', she knew the biology, but not of the phenomenology. It's one thing to know, and another entirely to experience.
"Oh my god!" she finally gasped as Lavender's oral work literally sucked the seed from her balls. Hermione simply let it happen, as she had been advised, her body wracked by a startling pleasure. Startling due to its foreign nature, but it was certainly pleasurable. Hermione found it very hard to describe exactly what, or in fact why, the pleasure was. It simply was. "That felt very nice," she said shyly, her cheeks a rosy red.
"It looked like you enjoyed it," Parvati smirked.
"Tasty too," Lavender giggled, swallowing the meagre load in her mouth. Hermione blushed more.
"Now you're probably not ready for proper sex, but you can watch us if you want," Parvati said.
Hermione nodded her desire to view the act muggle adults spoke about in hushed tones around her.
Parvati and Lavender broke out into smiles as they got into position. Lavender got on her back, legs spread, and Parvati on her knees, holding herself up with her arms either side of Lavender. She quickly slid herself inside of Lavender's pink pussy. She was tight and already soaked.
They both moaned as Hermione adjusted her position on the bed to get a better view of the action. She could not believe she was actually witnessing sex, seeing Parvati's dark cock slide in and out of Lavender's pale pussy.
"Does it hurt?" Hermione asked.
"It just feels amazing," Lavender said, moaning as she did so.
"It will for you too," Parvati said as she thrusted her entire length into Lavender. It was not exactly a long length, but it did the job for the both of them.
"Please keep fucking me Pav!" Lavender begged.
"I will! I'm gonna cum in that tight pussy!" she declared, her stamina not yet having developed. "Morgaaana!" she cried out as she lost control of her body and unloaded her load in Lavender. "That was good," she sighed, rolling clear of her dormmate.
"May I finish?" Lavender asked politely, having not quite reached her end.
"You can hump yourself on my leg," Parvati said, extending one leg for the blonde to use.
Excitedly, Lavender straddled her dormmate's thigh and slid her dripping pussy back and forth, rubbing her clit against the outstretched leg.
"Does that really work?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Morgana, yes!" Lavender confirmed, getting close to her orgasm.
"You better clean up your mess afterwards," Parvati said sternly.
"Yes, mistress," Lavender said, slipping into the roles that society insisted they play.
"We can share her," Parvati offered Hermione. "The possibilities are endless," Parvati fantasised. "If you'll be our friend, of course?"
"Yes," Hermione said quickly. "I'd love to," she then said slightly more calmly.
"Great," Parvati smiled.
And suddenly this new world did not seem so scary, she thought as Lavender screamed the dorm down.
Harry was slowly getting used to life at Hogwarts. It was certainly far better than life with the Dursley's. He finally felt like he belonged. This was helped by the keen and supportive interest from Professor Black (Andromeda, Bellatrix terrified Harry), and Professor Prewett. Moreover, Ron helped him navigate the complexities of Witching society. And Angelina made sure that no other Witches stepped over the line.
Abuse of the power that Witches held was taken very seriously by most at Hogwarts. But naturally the line was thin, and different from person to person. Each house had their own variations on how to interpret the general rules.
This could lead to problems with inter-house interactions. The best example from Harry's time at Hogwarts was Pansy's bullying of Hermione, and her attempts to exert her power over Harry and Ron too.
At the end of one Potions lesson Pansy had cornered Harry and demanded payment in the form of a blowjob. According to her, he had distracted her with his 'slutty ass' all lesson. But Pansy had chosen a bad time because Andromeda came upon the scene as she was waiting for her next class, and she sent Pansy on her way. Though Pansy was technically allowed to do as she did, it was seen by Andromeda as a violation of the ethics that Witches ought to abide by.
Unbeknownst to Harry, Bellatrix was of course informed; "You had better get a grip on Parkinson's behaviour… she is not behaving as a Witch ought. She has responsibilities! And those do not include inventing transgressions against her, to fuel a personal vendetta!" was just a part of Andromeda's rather impassioned lecture to her sister. Bellatrix vowed to deal with it, but Andromeda called in Angelina anyway. "I want you to look after Harry, he seems to have become a target already…"
Angelina took to her role with seriousness and dedication. But this had her rubbing up against sixth year Slytherin Violet Flynt. The two had some very tempestuous debates, and despite the age difference Angelina, who was already the same height as Violet, did not back down.
The imposing Gryffindor Chaser had taken Hermione and Ron under her wing too, both had also faced the sting of Pansy.
But Pansy was only a small blot, in Harry's mind. He was in general the happiest he had ever been.
That was the answer he gave to Professor Black after a Potions class, when she asked. "That is very good, Harry," she smiled at him. "I've heard you're settling in well. Angelina particularly seems to have taken a keen interest in you."
"She's been the best," Harry confirmed, blushing at the implications. "You've been very nice too," Harry said. "Would you let me thank you?" he asked.
"Of course," Andromeda smiled, moving to free herself from her clothing.
"Your cock is amazing," Harry said, slightly in awe at the beauty of the length he held in his hand. It was not the biggest he had seen, thought it was still ten inches in length, but it was straight and solid, and to Harry it looked absolutely delicious. And so he did what he had learnt to do.
Andromeda was then privy to why Harry had been spoken about by Minerva and Angelina with such positive words. He sucked her cock as if he had been doing it for decades. Switching between taking her entire length into his throat and focusing on the head, he quickly brought Andromeda to orgasm. "Fuck," she groaned as she came down her throat, Harry's sloppy head making her cock explode in pleasure. "That was excellent Harry," she complimented, once he had cleaned her sufficiently.
"Thank you, Professor," he smiled. "I should run along to lunch now."
"I'll see you later, Harry," she smiled.
But of course, like all students, sometimes Harry's relationship with professors was not quite so friendly.
He and Ron were punished by Professor Sinistra for handing in what was clearly poorly done, rushed and semi-copied homework. She had bent the two of them over her desk and turned their asses red with a cane. It left them both dripping with need, but in considerable pain. And of course, they had to come back later that day and redo the homework to the correct standard.
"Have we learnt our lesson, boys?" Sinistra asked as she took in their properly done homework.
"Yes, Professor," Harry and Ron said in unison.
"Make sure it doesn't happen again," she said sternly. "You may go."
Harry and Ron shared a look. They had discussed this. They would apologise properly, in the manner that they had been taught.
"We'd like to apologise for our error," they both said.
"Would you now," she smirked. "Well be my guest," she gestured for them to continue.
"We seek penance for our error, and so gift you our bodies, our whole bodies, for your use, and do beseech that you forgive us," they said almost in unison.
"I accept your apology," Sinistra said, having removed her clothing as they said the words. "Let's see if you put more effort into your apologies than your Astronomy homework," she offered them her large cock. The two boys knelt before her and gazed hungrily at it.
Completely shaved, her dark meat jutted imposingly out from between her legs. It was thick and veiny, and neither boy could wait to have their lips wrapped around it.
Ron tackled the shaft first, slipping his lips up and down the length, as Harry licked his way down it until the base, from where he travelled south to her heavy balls. He lavished them with his tongue, as he heard Ron gag and choke on her cock.
"You can do better than that Weasley," Sinistra chided, grabbing the back of his red head. "Your siblings certainly can," she told him as she pulled him further down onto her cock.
With the incentive of sibling rivalry in his mind Ron pushed himself further and further, taking more and more of the shaft into his throat. "I'm gonna fuck your tight, whore throat," Sinistra growled, gripping Ron's head hard and slamming herself forward. With several forceful thrusts she managed to cram her entire length into his throat. Ron choked around the dark obelisk in his mouth, but soldiered on as his face was fucked like an ass. Sinistra did not go as hard as she could have, but it was still rather a lot. Deciding to take a break on the poor boy, she switched to Harry, who obediently opened his mouth and very quickly managed to swallow down her entire length. "Fuck your throat is incredible!" Sinistra could not help but let out. Normally she had excellent stamina, but she had not had the chance to use anyone all day and so had been slightly on edge, and Harry's throat was proving to be quite something.
Committing to giving their asses a break after caning them, Sinistra decided to let the inevitable happen and release her load having just used their throats, though not lightly.
"Present your slutty faces to me," she demanded. The two boys posed, cheek-to-cheek, tongues out, eyes wide in eager anticipation. "Fuck," she growled as she jerked herself off all over their upturned faces. Arcs of hot cum streaked out across both of their faces, covering them in her load. "Good apology boys," she smiled. "But soon I'm gonna sample those asses," she promised.
"Anytime," Harry agreed.
"They're yours, Professor," Ron seconded.
Teachers only really used their power in punishment or special occasions. The school was not just a daily all-out orgy. There was some control to the whole thing.
But there was a lot of sex. Harry received his fair amount of cock. And he could not be happier.
He was a wizard, he was a slut. And he was fine with both.
A/N: Here is the fourth chapter, a little more about Hogwarts as a whole.
Hope you enjoyed, and have a nice weekend ;)