Harry-kun's Unfinished Business

by Zero Rewind

In which Harry gets railed by everything in existence, including Dolores Umbridge. Crack, Cringe, Modern Corporate AU, Mpreg, Multi, Humbridge— I'm sorry guys, I had to. They made me do it. You didn't want this. I didn't want this. Even Zeus himself would shy from this absolute monstrosity. But this is what we all get for living in a society. You can thank Dylan, btw.

1. Chapter 1

Yes, I know. I did something horrible, avert your virgin eyes.

Don't hate me, go and blame Mand'alor, it's his stinking fault.

Also the pictures don't work; I don't care enough to fix this.

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Btw here's the link to Shiro's Gaming Omniverse: discord. gg/wd3tUYWVCd

Fun place, XD (heh ecks deedeedededeeee)

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Author's Note:

This exists because communists won in ww2. Old Joseph Stalin wrecked us all.

Thank you Mand'alor, who is just like KYLO REN from the STAR WARS, for giving me all of the ideas you all will see down there!

Thank you Communist Doge.

Thank you Raging Smurf, the raccoon up the anus connoisseur, and his brother who I don't know but I thought was funny to include, and you will get credit for people fucking their siblings.

Mythboyyyyyyyy thank you.

Peach? Please stop having sex with the felines.

Setras? I have nothing to say here.

Birb? Hello.

Tiamama I see you motherfucker.

Snife, thank you for the broccoli suggestion!

I want to thank Shiro for giving me the space to create this true work of art. Though I don't know you, I want you to know that I would want to put your name into this story so that you can also experience the Magic of Childbirth™.

Thank you Space for the Tony Stark birth idea.

I love you?questionmark?

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A Completely 100% totally Innocent Story About Harry Getting Umbridge's PP (eventually)

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August 28, 2022, Elevator, Marauders Inc., London

Harry Potter

Harry scratched the back of his head, staring at the floor indicator— which indicates what floor you're on!11one— until the number hit 168. He sighed, recent events playing in his mind.

Draco's anguished face came to mind, and Harry let out a small, glittering tear out of his molten emerald orbs. Their baby was dead, and Harry had been inconsolable as a result.

It took weeks for him to come back to himself, and Draco never visited him once except for the news. When Harry was finally discharged— haha discharge!— he hurried his way back to their shared apartment in that nice neighborhood they picked out in Cocksmeade, just down the road from 10 Downing Street— which is the home of the prime minister if u didn't know ecks deedeedee!..

Harry remembered that fateful day…

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Flashbackium No-is jutus-ium!

On that fateful day, Harry found Draco cheating on him with the entire lineup of the French Rap Death Metal Band, the Death Eaters, with the lead singer, Blaise Zambimi!

Here's a picture in case you didn't know what he looks like:

He Blaised hard in Draco, who rode him as if he was on a Blaising Bronco trying to throw him off with great prejudice.

Harry also found him being fucked by lead drummer, Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka Tommy Baby, aka Voldemort. His recent joining was what brought them back! Here's a picture of him, too:

It got worse, too…

The two beside Draco were my two teen lovers Crabbe and Goyle, and I found them boning Draco really hard, too…

Snape was there with the camera, telling them to do Draco harder as he vigorously tugged his sausage.

Quentin Bole was there too for some reason:

I remembered the look that Marcus Flint, Bango player, gave me while he tainted his innards white with his scrumptious life juice. It looked a little like this:

"Draco, you're cheating on me!" I cried out in sheer despair, tears streaming down my face!

"Yes, Harry. I am cheating on you…" Draco said. "I love it when Marcus puts his life juice into me! I am a slut for MarcusMilk™!"

"Yes." Marcus said.

"MY MILK, TAKE IT DRACO!"

Harry ran away, listening to Tommy's laughter. "TAKE IT DRACO, UWU!"

"Don't forget me and my massive knot!" Theodore Nott, the five-finger flute player, roared.

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Back in the elevator…

Harry remembered the time he got pregnant by Draco with a fond smile, his tears stopping instantly as he reached down into his pants and ferociously beat his Jap's eye like a five dollar hooker who stole his twenty.

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Flashback! AGAIN…

"Fuck me Draco!" Harry squealed in tons of ecstasy, while on live stream on the top of Mount Everest. Draco crashed into him like a raging boar— credit to Bobby B, who left in search of the breastplate stretcher, which Harry will need after Umbridge is through with him ;).

"Yes, my delicate Starfish!" Draco cried and thrust in as deep as he could into Harry's tight little starfish.

"Make me pregnant!" Harry shouted looking at the camera. "Cum in me!"

"Not without my starfish!" Draco stuffed his fingers in Harry's mouth. "Make starfish noises for me!"

Harry opened and closed his mouth on Draco's fingers, saying. "Wub wub wub wub wub!"

"Yes!" Draco roared. "I'm cumming!"

And then his thingy exploded in Harry's youknowwhat, blasting his guts with his potent, hwite seed. He kept it inside for a few minutes before pulling out with a moist, audible and quite wet pop!

Harry squealed again, his small pee pee spraying everywhere as the hwite seed began to exit from his starfish, spraying everywhere like a sprinkler.

"Yes daddy uwu!" Harry said, closing his starfish to keep the hwite seed inside.

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Back in the elevator…

"Yes, Draco! Yes!" Harry squealed with the elevator halfway there. His tiny pee pee exploded, dousing the elevator floor with his milkies.

Harry shivered, pulling out the last of the milkies with one finger before bringing them to his lips, tasting the sweet, savory, salty, saccharine, succulent sack syrup. "That's so good~~~~. !"

He quickly put his thingy back inside the folds of his pants as the elevator rang.

"168th floor." The automated doors opened, and Harry ran out of the elevator, pretending that he wasn't the one who did this. He whistled an innocent tune, but then almost started crying when he realized that it was the song he and DaddyDraco™ made together on one bittersweet midsummer night.

"If it isn't the Boy-who-lived!" Harry called out ahead of him, seeing his brother, Shiro Potter. "Fancy seeing you here!"

Shiro was a thin, scrawny boiiiiiii, with white hair. He spoke with a surprisingly high pitched, effeminate voice. His peepee must be smaller than Harry's, Harry thought.

"Hello Harry." Shiro gave his brother a delorious smile. "How're you holding up, pretty?"

"I'm okay, Shiro-Mir." Harry said with a deeply sombrer0 look. "Want to give me a lil rub and tug, Shiro-Mir-Kuro?"

"Oh okay." Shiro agreed instantly, and Harry could see the microtent in his pants. "I want you to let it out in my choccy milk though, Harry."

"Sure." Harry agreed with gusto, ready to rumble his way into his lil bro's delicious beverage. Shiro unzipped Harry's pants and reached in to grab the man's small schnitzel. "It really is cute, Harry."

Harry blushed, seeing that his thingy looked massive in Shiro's small, effeminate hands. "It feels good, Shiro-Mir-Kuro-Noire!"

"I know." Shiro said and tugged it faster.

Harry reached and unbuckled Shiro's pants, revealing the man's slim and feminine penis. He poked it with his finger, watching it bend like a rubber boomerang. The air, however, filled with the sound of a slinky going down the stairs.

Shiro gave a loud moan and exploded on Harry's finger within a few seconds. "Oh my god Harry!"

Harry smirked lustily™ at his brother Shiro as his hand was coated with his brother's family-friendly man glue. "I see you got real excited, little bro. Now do my starfish while you keep tugging me!"

Shiro excitedly went behind Harry and pulled down his pants before looking into Harry's killing curse green orbs. "Ready?"

"Take me, Shiro-Mir-Kuro-Noire-Gray!" Harry squealed. "Put your hwite shiro seed in me!"

Shiro put his feminine pee pee in Harry's tight little starfish. "Oh my god Harry that feels so good~~~~~~~ !"

Shiro's tiny pp began to morph into a jolly green giant broccoli shaped monster. Harry felt his starfish stretch to its utmost limits and screamed in ecstasy. "Oh my goddddd!"

Harry felt himself being pushed against the wall when Shiro went brussel-sprout-balls deep into him. "Oink for me you little dicked piggy!"

Harry ejaculated a few times as he got railed by Shiro, and then he began to oink. "Oink! Oink!"

"Louder!"

"Oink! Oink!" Harry raised his voice. "I'm just your little piggy™!"

Shiro began to grunt like a wounded wildebeest as he felt himself getting closer to completion. "Harry, are you close?"

"Yes!" Harry shouted. "Oops. Oink! Oink!"

Shiro laughed("haha!") and began to move them both, making sure to thrust in with every step as they went to his table. He pushed him down face-first into the misogyny wooden desk— it began to insult women as Harry felt himself racing to the finish line of his boipussy's climax.

"I'm gonna release my cummies!" Harry squealed.

"Let it out in my choccy milk!" Shiro cried. "I want yummy cummies in my tummy!"

"Ahhh!" Harry couldn't hold himself back anymore, and his small pee pee exploded, letting out all those good man milkies into Shiro's choccy milk, the fluids dropping down into the cuppy with a loud plop.

Shiro roared and let out a flood of racially superior white fluid deep into Harry's tight little, succulent starfish, flooding it with his manfluid and filling the air with the sound of an underwater whoopee cushion.

Suddenly, the elevator doors opened dramatically!™ revealing…

"IT'S DOLORES UMBRIDGEEEE!" Harry cried. "IMPOSSIBRU!"

Harry saw her, and though he had just cummed hard into his brother's choccy milk, which was erupting forth like a frothing volcano, he felt his tiny little dicky get hard. He wanted to bury his face into her bodacious mountain of honkers.

"Hem hem." She said. "What have we here?"

"Glock glock." Harry said, blushing hard as he felt Shiro continue to thrust into him with no signs of stopping, even though he just tainted his inside with his man-milk.

Umbridge continued her way forward like a curvy fucking goddess, each of her steps making her sexy flaps flurry about and causing a draft as the pink from her clothes irradiated the large room.

Another draft flew about the room, blowing the pungent aroma of Harry's insides and his brother's virile seed around until it came back, wafting around into her nose and mixing in with her luscious scent, creating an unholy concoction the likes of which no aphrodisiac could replicate.

She passed by the two fucking, smirking at them before she took Shiro's choccy milk.

"Nooooo." Shiro whined as he continued to thrust hard into Harry's tight little starfish. "That's mine! Give it back!"

"Oh?" Dolores said, holding the cup aloft in the air before bringing it to her lips. "I rather like some chocolate milk…"

"No!"

Dolores' adam— Adam from In Pursuit Of Magic by the amazing author Zero Rewind, btw—'s apple bobbed majestically, and Harry almost described it as a graceful undulation as she gulped down Harry's spooge, and it dribbled down her chin like she was eating an entire greasy chicken.

"Mmm… Treacle tart." She hem-hemmed sensually, licking her lips with smokey, half-lidded orbs, looking up at Harry affucktionately, ignoring just how hard Shiro was railing his tight little starfish.

To be continued…?questionmark

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If you couldn't tell, this is a cringe fic. Dummy.