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Holly Potter the School Slut.
Holly read the letter she had gotten from Sirius Black. According to him the mind healing sessions were going well, sessions she had insisted upon since she knew the effects of the Dementor's would not be good, and she still shuddered when she remembered how he had called her Lily and then James; god alone knew what would have happened had she not formed the plan to capture Pettigrew when she had, the chances were he would have neglected his mental health while being on the run, and potentially gone and done something unutterably moronic.
Sirius had written to her extensively during the summer, making promises that Holly was not entirely sure he could keep. They ranged from how he was going to take care of her, something she found unlikely since she could look after herself, regardless of whatever garbage Dumbledore believed.
But other things jumped out at her.
He showed concern for her, something only Professor Flitwick had ever done for her. No other adult had ever done that for her before.
X
Holly grinned lasciviously when she watched the boy clamber on top of her. They had met at the club in London (one of the many clubs she had been frequenting), and he had hit on her when he had seen her. She had been dancing in a tight dress which clung to her curves and chest and left very little to the imagination.
He had come to her with the usual chat-up lines. Holly cared for little of them. What she had seen in his mind spoke of a boy who was desperate for sex, and while she didn't care for that either, Holly had decided to throw him a bone and she had taken him back to her home, and here they were. She would implant a command in the morning into his mind, telling him to leave…but only after they'd had sex again.
In the meantime…
Holly lay on her back and parted her legs while the bed took their combined weight. Holly moaned as she was being filled by his dick.
"Move, please move," she pleaded.
The boy nodded. She knew he was a virgin, and so she had to guide him a little. He started thrusting in and out of her pussy.
"Oooh, feels so good," Holly moaned.
Emboldened by this, the boy thrust harder and longer into her. A rhythm was beginning to build between the pair of them, and they kissed as they fucked, and the boy ran his fingers over her tits, making Holly lift herself up and push more of her chest into his hands.
The two hit their peaks at more or less the same time.
After a few more sessions like this, they both fell asleep but in the morning before Holly implanted the command into the muggle's mind to leave, she and he had a few more sessions.
X
Holly loved the sex club she had first lost her virginity in, she loved it a great deal, and as she began slowly and sensually stripped herself of her clothes, surrounded by naked mocha-skinned gods, whose penises were getting harder and harder as they watched her getting undressed. She didn't react when they pushed her down to her knees and she had one of the cocks shoved into her mouth, which she sucked eagerly like it was a lollipop.
X
While she was understandably worried about the Triwizard Tournament Dumbledore had announced at the Opening Feast, all of the fears Holly had she would find herself put in the tournament somehow were thrown out the moment Holly laid eyes on the French and Bulgarian (and other Eastern European) boys and girls who were coming for the Triwizard Tournament, she valiantly tried hard to stop herself licking her lips.
She could tell, despite Karkaroff's goodwill and diplomatic way of pandering to Dumbledore, many of the Durmstrang students, if their looks were any indication, they were looking forwards to having fun.
And Holly was going to be at the top of the list…
X
Her first Durmstrang conquest was a boy called Olaf, a massive giant who would have likely fitted in excellently well in Viking times. Holly had discovered that he was one of the best in his year in the Dark Arts and Charms, and she first met him in the library. He was a bit disdainful of some of the library books, given how old and dated many of them were.
Holly hadn't been looking for a new bed partner at the time, she had in fact been going trying to find books on the mind arts to see if there was anything there about seeing and experiencing the type of visions that came from Voldemort there before she looked in the Room of Requirement.
The visions were coming in thick and fast, and Holly was struggling to concentrate. Olaf and she had bumped into each other, and within seconds they were kissing before she led him out, and they found an empty classroom.
Holly found herself wishing partly that she had been born during Viking times, then she would have eagerly parted her legs for them. Later Olaf confided in Holly that many of his schoolmates were looking for good sex on their ship.
Holly was overjoyed.
X
On the Durmstrang ship, Holly and a few other girls from the different houses and Beauxbatons were taken to a part of the ship where they found themselves surrounded by Dumstrang boys and even a few girls. Holly eagerly opened her shirt, exposing her cleavage. One of the Dumstrang boys leaned in and grabbed her face, crashing his lips into hers in a rough kiss. Holly moaned into the kiss lustily before he tugged off her clothes, exposing her chest covered by a thin black bra. Holly trembled as the boy dragged his tongue up and down, tasting her breasts before he took her bra off and he suckled her breasts.
Holly somehow managed to get her remaining clothes off, exposing her voluptuous figure and her bubble butt, and instantly one of the Durmstrang boys fondled her ass and said something in either German or Russian like an awed expression, but she didn't have time to say anything, as the big man in front of her thrust his cock into her pussy. And this wasn't a normal cock either, it was huge. Holly shrieked in surprise, pain, and pleasure as another cock thrust itself up her ass. She had thoroughly cleaned her anus and prepared for the possibility of some good anal sex.
All of her schoolmates and the Beauxbatons girls were themselves howling away as the Eastern European boys had their way with them. In the meantime the two men fucking Holly allowed their friends to come over and cream pie her before she grasped their cocks and shoved them into her mouth.
X
"HOLLY POTTER!" Dumbledore called.
Silence reigned supreme in the Great Hall as everyone processed what Dumbledore had said before, predictably, there was an angry buzz like a swarm of giant wasps were taking a flight to defend their giant nest. At the Ravenclaw table, Holly wasn't shocked, she was horrified and resigned. She had known from the moment Dumbledore had announced that the Triwizard Tournament was going to come to Hogwarts this year, she might find herself roped in. She had spent that time preparing, knowing that whoever was planning on putting her name in would find a way, regardless of what she did.
With a sigh, Holly stood up and walked to the teacher's platform. One hand was already in her pocket. She knew just by looking at Dumbledore's face he wasn't going to tell the school outright she hadn't put her name in the Goblet; he had proven to be utterly useless during the Heir of Slytherin mess when she had stupidly revealed she could speak parseltongue, and while he might want to win her trust, it was not going to extend beyond his pointless schemes.
Dumbledore was spiritually weak and stupid, Holly had decided a while ago that while he needed her for something, she couldn't help but feel he was going about things the wrong way. She wasn't going to do anything to help his plans.
"Miss Potter, did you-?" Flitwick demanded.
Holly, knowing what Flitwick was about to ask, shook her head.
"Well, in you go, Holly," Dumbledore said. He didn't know what his Charms Professor was saying, but he didn't care.
Holly narrowed her eyes at him malevolently. "Forgive me, Headmaster," she stressed the word venomously, "but it's Miss Potter to you. I haven't given you permission to refer to me by my first name. And besides, I need to clear something up."
"Potter, get in there," Snape rose to help his second master because that was what Dumbledore was to the greasy Death Eater. "Your arrogance-."
Holly ignored him. She slipped her wand out. "I, Holly Lily Potter, do hereby swear on my magic, I did not put my name into the Goblet of Fire, nor did I ask anybody to submit my name or to coerce the Goblet of Fire into making me a Champion of the Tournament. So mote it be!"
"Miss Potter-!" Dumbledore was mortified at the same time Flitwick snapped, "Enough, Albus!"
Holly ignored him, she cast one of the most powerful spells in her arsenal. Her Patronus charm. The sight of the tiger padding elegantly and powerfully around the Great Hall sent many messages.
"I knew you would ask me questions about putting my name in that Goblet," she said to Dumbledore, "but I also knew you would not tell the rest of the school about my innocence. I'd have become a bullied target, again. You did it in my second year, so don't you dare play with me this time around. This is supposed to be a school, not your laboratory."
"And he won't, Miss Potter," Flitwick narrowed his eyes in a very goblin-like glare towards the Headmaster. "I have had enough of you being manipulated as well."
Holly strode towards the small anteroom, to await the talk about the Triwizard Tournament. Judging from what she had learnt beforehand about this contest, it would be hard.
X
When she came face to face with Rita Skeeter, Holly knew this was going to go from bad to worse extremely quickly. She knew her so-called 'celebrity status' would have made her a great target for Skeeter. The hard part was finding some way of getting her completely off of her back for good. Holly didn't care about anybody finding out about her sluttiness; it was none of their business, but she did care about what Skeeter could potentially dig up.
Holly decided to ignore her, insult her articles and stories and called them shit, and when the reporter tried to make something up with her Quick-Quotes Quill, Holly incinerated it.
Fortunately, Sirius stepped in and he not only threatened the Daily Prophet to steer clear of Holly and the other champions but if she got it into her head to write scandalous lies about his goddaughter, there would be hell to pay.
And Sirius meant it.
X
What kind of mind would use Dragons of all things?
While she had learnt to ignore the Dumbledore supporters who were annoyed by her scorning the 'great' Headmaster, Holly had found bigger fish to gut and fry.
She had effortlessly discovered what the tasks were going to be beforehand. She had made up her mind long before that not knowing anything was the greatest of sins, and since someone had roped her into the Tournament she was not going to be dead the next minute. She had used Ludo Bagman's ridiculously malleable mind to discover the truth before she obliviated the memory of the encounter from his mind.
What she found made her question the intellects behind the whole Tournament since many of the Tasks sounded insane.
She had discovered the First Task was to grab a Golden Egg from a nesting dragon mother, and she had found out nesting mothers were among the most dangerous of dragons because they were responsible for ensuring their race survived, so they were going to be much more ferocious.
Clearly, the same mindset was not in the wizard's mind. They didn't seem to care about their future generations.
The Second Task would involve placing a hostage at the bottom of the lake - what? - and they would need to be rescued from the myriad of creatures living in the lake. The hostages were going to be selected after the Yule Ball.
Last but by no means least, the Third and final task of the Tournament would involve an obstacle course involving a maze grown on the Quidditch pitch, which would likely explain why Quidditch had been cancelled for the year since the pitch would be the logical place to grow a maze since the ground was flat. In the maze would be creatures provided by Hagrid, and the Champions would have to fight through them to get to the Triwizard Trophy.
Once Holly had gone over the information and she lambasted the Triwizard organisers for their collective stupidity since the audience wouldn't see much during the second and third tasks, she thought through the information logically. She knew Lord Voldemort was preparing to return again, and he'd had someone put her name in the Goblet. Holly had no intention of letting Voldemort win, not a chance in hell.
But when would he strike?
It was clear from the visions not only was her occlumency barely working, but Voldemort was looking for something from her. He needed her. That meant he would need to find a way of kidnapping her. Like a good Ravenclaw, Holly figured it out, surrounded by the books in the current configuration of the dimensionally transcendent environment of the Room of Requirement.
The First Task was a possibility. With the dragon trying to kill her, it would be possible for someone to slip a portkey into her pocket and send her to Voldemort where she would likely be killed. But how it would work out, Holly was not sure.
The Second Task was more likely, as was the Third; she would either be held underwater or would be isolated in a maze, where anything could happen. It would be child's play for a Death Eater under Voldemort's strictest orders to sneak under the surface and wait for her to appear and attack her when she was distracted and send her away. Nobody would know. It would be the same in the maze, someone could easily sneak her out of the maze somehow, and nobody would know because….
Wait, nobody would know.
Holly sat up in shock and horror. Nobody would know… She knew Dumbledore was one of the organisers behind the Tournament so he must have come up with some of the tasks, and had been manipulating aspects of it since.
Was Dumbledore trying to set a trap with her as the bait?
Holly knew Dumbledore was not above setting up traps he had manipulated; she sometimes wondered if Voldemort had even wondered, once, while he was here, why the Philosopher's Stone was even in the castle, to begin with. But was he trying to bring Voldemort back? She would need to think about this carefully.
X
During the First Task, Holly was pleased she had learnt enough about dragons to know they could be lulled into falling asleep like a Cerberus. All she needed to do was to create a musical tune and play it loud but gently and the dragon would fall asleep. With some careful manipulation, she was able to keep playing the music while she got into the nest without damaging any of the eggs, and she picked up the Golden Egg and quickly got out.
She didn't release the dragon from the spell until she was safe and sound.
X
While the Yule Ball would have been the perfect and opportune time to find some good sex, Holly had decided not to go because she had decided to head down to London for a quick night, and because then she could spend some time enjoying London during Christmas. She knew she would be hauled over the coals for it when she returned to Hogwarts, but as she had told Flitwick, she truly didn't care about Hogwarts's reputation since the school had put her life in danger multiple times. She told the Charms professor to not be surprised if she did not turn up, but she had hinted that if she went, Dumbledore or some other idiot would endanger someone else to use as her hostage.
The good thing was she had told Sirius what to expect, and so he had her corner.
X
Holly was surprised but gratified that Dumbledore hadn't put Ron Weasley down in the Lake to act as her hostage. He had clearly come to realise that because he was not her magical guardian he couldn't do much without getting himself into trouble which would see him sink faster than a brontosaurus trapped in quick sinking quicksand, but he had still meddled by putting her godfather in the lake instead. What in Merlin's name had Dumbledore said to Sirius to make him agree to be put down there?
After a harrowing fight in the lake when the gillyweed began to wear off as she helped save Gabrielle Delacour as well as Sirius, Holly broke the surface and took in great bellyfuls of air. "What the hell did Dumbledore say to you to make you agree to go into the lake as my hostage?" She demanded of Sirius as she reached into her belt and pulled out the shrunken boat she had put there in case she had to surface in a hurry, but was too far from shore.
Sirius was disorientated and bewildered. At first, he had been happy to see Holly, but he was confused as the three of them clambered into the boat. "What do you mean? I didn't agree to be your hostage. Dumbledore called me for a meeting, saying he was worried about you, but when I walked into his office, it all went dark. But I do remember he said something about the Greater Good. Holly," by now Sirius had had plenty of time as Holly cuddled the shaking Gabrielle and he tried to guess her age, "where are we? Tell me this isn't the Second Task?" He begged urgently.
"It is. You were my hostage. Dumbledore put the pair of you deep under the lake under an enchantment," Holly tapped her wand against the side of the boat, and they were speeding towards the shore.
"I'll get Dumbledore back for this, Holly," Sirius promised. "How is she?" he asked, turning to the little girl, who was hugging Holly.
Holly cast a warming charm on them all. It eased their chills, but it was still cold. "Freezing, I think," she replied, muttering assurances to the girl.
Indeed when they got to the shore, Dumbledore received the greatest lambasting of his life while Holly gave Gabrielle back to her tearful and grateful sister. Holly hadn't had much to do with Fleur, but she didn't think it was a good idea to potentially drown a child for other's jollies.
X
After a nightmare/vision from Voldemort that left her gasping for air because of how painful it was, Holly had decided enough was enough. That vision was proof positive Voldemort was getting stronger and was going to return quickly. Holly had used the Room's resources to learn more about Voldemort. She knew about Voldemort's Horcruxes, discovering that there were ways of destroying the soul pieces which meant she didn't need some kind of dramatic final battle or anything stupid like that.
Holly made use of the Room's Resources now as she discovered and made use of the spells and methods which would end Voldemort. In her research, Holly did learn that when used, the Ancient Egyptian spell would drain the magic from the soul piece, the others, and anything linked to Voldemort, which meant the drain would affect the Death Eaters as well.
When she had found the ritual which would boost her magic via sex, Holly had known she was doing it to equalise herself and her power against more experienced witches and wizards but she knew it wasn't a wasted effort; not only had she discovered she loved sex, but she also knew that the ritual had helped her boost her powers, and she was getting many more powerful spells in her arsenal. Voldemort and Dumbledore were just two powerful wizards, but there were others out there.
Now she had what she needed, what Holly needed to do now was to plan. But first, she had a problem, should she use her dildo tonight, or find someone to give her pleasure? She was horny.