Muggle Relations
Summary: Dumbledore has planned an excursion for the seventh years to improve Muggle/Wizard Relations. Results: Multiple Pairings
Warning: this is the result of three hours filled with pizza, coke, Orange Bacardi Breezers (sadly all that was available) and one computer.
Warning Update!!!! We have now found the Cruisers, now officially VERY happy (wink wink, nudge nudge!), not to mention the Ruski's. Mmmmmmm!!! (SNM Almost as nummy as Orli! . . . Almost being the opportune word! Ahem . . . sorry . . .) Even better is we've just had a little look at PotC DVD . . . wow, I mean wow! Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom . . . could you get any better! Again . . . sorry . . .
Everyone say 'Hi' to ESP
(Everyone: Hi ESP!)
ESP: morning avid reviewers!!!!! I bet ur all pissed off something chronic about us not updating!!! But, we've been lazy!!!! Neuff!!! To you!!! :D
SNM: Or we could just blame the Institutions . . . that might work . . . and the injustices inherent in the system!
ESP: Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!
Anyway! Don't mind us! We digress! Monty Python Rules! All bow in unworthiness of the Gods of Comedy!!!!
Hi, welcome back!
SNM: Just found out that the chair kinda moves . . . damn rolling chairs!!!!!!!!!! Though they're fun when you're bored in class!!!!!!
ESP: To the point of actually doing work! Happened WAY too much this week!!!
SNM: I am sorry for you, meanwhile I've had a SIX AND A HALF DAY WEEKEND!!!! Ner ner!!
ESP: HELLO!!!!?!?!?!?!?!? I have a five day weekend every week!!!!!!!
SNM: I THOUGHT that it was four!!!!!!! You Lie!!!!!
ESP: Shaddup!!!! *hands head in shame* Don't fall off ur chair!!!
SNM: Correction . . . YOUR chair!!!!! That sounds bad, doesn't it . . .
ESP: *Nods head*
SNM: Hmm, well just for the readers, coz we kinda know the TRUTH!!! The truth . . . YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!!! Anyway, I'm at her house, sitting in a chair OWNED by ESP!!! Got it??????????? *Glares menacingly*
ESP: And we're playin Linkin Park up REAL loud. Just thought I'd tell you. No reason........ nope none what so ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SNM: ESP's has gotten to the point where she has to 'Hunt n Peck', she's getting shitty!!!
Soooooo.......... Should we be getting to the reviews or what???
Yeah, may be wise.
THANKYOU to all reviewers!
That is all.
. . . . . .
Hi!
Done and Done!
Rating: R
Disclaimer: you'd think we own them by the way we *use* them, but alas we do not (much tears are shed), buuut, it doesn't stop us from having fun! (rubs hands together, cackling evilly).
Chapter 7 – Stormy Weather in the Bedroom!!!
Previously: Draco had just looked at Harry's arse! Now what was tattooed on it????? READ ON TO FIND OUT!!!!
GO ON . . . READ FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!!
STOP READING THESE ANNOYING LITTLE TIME-WASTING, PAIN-IN-THE-ARSE, THERE- FOR-ONLY-THE-PURPOSE-OF-PISSING-YOU-ALL-OFF MESSAGES!!!!!!!
SCRAM!!!
DOWN THE PAGE!!!
THAT'S IT!!!
NOW THEY'RE GETTING THE HANG OF IT!!!!!!!!
Sorry . . . .
"So what do you think?" Harry asked, sounding braver than he felt.
"Give me a minute, Merlin, I'm still in shock over here!" Draco continued to stare, muttering to himself. One comment however, stood out from the rest: "- and the boy comes with a manual!"
"So, what do you think?" Harry repeated his question.
"I think it's time I test drive the new property!" Draco grinned in a feral way as he again took Harry in his arms and pushed him up against the door again, licking and biting his way around Harry's neck. Slowly he made his way down Harry's spine and down to his waist where he traced his name with his tongue (one of the tatt's anyway = "Draco's"). With Harry moaning at Draco's ministrations, the blonde made his way down to the Gryffindor's arse, on which was now written, one word per cheek, "Insert" "Here".
A manual indeed, Draco took the advice and prepared Harry. Soon after ramming right into him.
"What's the manual say now Harry?" Draco laughed.
"Repeat!" Harry moaned.
"Where does it say that?" Draco liked this kind of control.
"SHUT up and FUCK me!"
"Hmmm, not reading that one either . . ."
Harry growled, he had had enough. He took over.
Pushing away from the door, Draco fell on the sofa, and Harry sat down on top, impaling himself fully. Draco groaned loudly, grabbing hold of Harry's hips as he started to wriggle around on him.
********
The next morning, Harry woke up in bed, cuddled up to with Draco, as dawn's first rays settled in their room.
"God. Too early," Harry muttered as he picked up his wand (funnily enough, it was near him), and cast a charm to close the curtains. Wriggling back down into Draco, he fell asleep again.
The next time they woke up was to a really girly scream which came from a red blur that seemed to disappear out the door.
"Huh?! Wha?! What the fuck?" Draco sat bolt upright in bed, as Harry was left to huddle in the remaining warmth.
"Ignore it. Maybe it'll go away," Harry muttered again, cuddling back up with Draco when he laid back down. He'd just fallen asleep when a huge bang woke him again.
Okay, Harry was pissed now. Couldn't he just sleep in for once???
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I guess it won't go away?" Draco muttered unhelpfully.
Harry ignored Draco, "I'm trying to sleep, 'Mione."
"But it's seven o'clock. You should have been up ages ago!"
"Granger! We are not at Hogwarts. Harry wants to sleep, I want to sleep. GO AWAY!"
"That was civil of you," Harry commented as he nestled down into Draco's neck to attempt sleep again.
"HARRY POTTER! GET OUT OF THAT BED NOW!"
"Bugger off," Harry whined.
"Harry," Draco whispered in his ear, "if they're not gone in a minute, I will turn on you and kick you out!"
"Prick!" Harry whispered back, vehemently. Harry then spoke up: "Herm, do you want me to get up now?"
"Yes!"
"Do you want to see me naked?"
"NO! What's that got to do with anything?"
"Well that's what you're going to GET if I get up right now!"
"And NOBODY sees MY property naked, Granger, now GET OUT!" Draco muttered, but still easily audible.
Now in a big huffy fit of anger, Hermione stormed out the room and made sure to slam the door as hard as she could.
"Okay. Sleep time now!" Harry said sleepily as again he snuggled in.
"Oh yeah!" they curled up again, asleep, waiting for 3 o'clock.
**************
"Come on Ron. We're going without him!" Hermione stormed through the entrance foyer to the hotel in a very grumpy mood.
"MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T SEE!!!"
"Shut up Ron!" Hermione chastised him as she dragged him by the collar to the café for breakfast.
**************
It was day three of the Hogwarts' students stay in Ibiza. For Snape and Lupin, It had been a long two days since they had first met the red head named ''Anna''. Two very long days in which neither of them had been able to make a move on her due to the other's presence. A storm was brewing and she knew it. The question was, how long could she prolong it for. Hopefully until tomorrow night, before they left. If it was sooner, well it couldn't be helped! And she had it all planned out.
**************
Later that afternoon, of course after three o'clock, found Harry and Draco lounging in one of the big pools near the hotel. They were soon joined by Hermione and Ron (former – still irate, latter - . . . . awake, and had regained his eyesight). Soon, everyone was relaxed as Harry and Draco chatted together sitting near the shallow end, Hermione had found a Spanish – English dictionary and had started to study, whilst Ron floated around on top of the water. The calm was soon destroyed when Ron started screaming again and trying to run through the water to get away from the 'thing'.
Everyone watched curiously as Harry got one of the pool nets and pulled the 'thing' out of the water.
"McGonagall's bra's. I'm gonna be sick!" Ron ran as fast as he could to the nearest toilets. Harry and Draco started backing away from the offending item. Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Seriously, how does he know they're hers?" Hermione said indignantly.
"BAD IMAGES GRANGER!" Draco yelled at her, becoming rather disgusted.
"Seriously!! Boys are so immature!!" Hermione said in annoyance, as she took off back to the hotel.
"And now we have the place to ourselves again," Harry smiled at Draco.
"Ever tried it in a pool?"
"Nope."
"W'Anna'?"
Harry just grinned as Draco took his mouth.
They broke apart, "Do you know how weird it is kissing you with those piercings?"
"Are you suggesting you want to get YOUR tongue and lip done?"
"NO! It's just freaky," Draco started snogging him yet again.
**************
Meanwhile, at a different pool, Blaise was making himself quite a reputation. Known as The Englishman, people were now coming in from far and wide to see what all the 'fuss' was about. And fuss they did as he seriously considered skipping the last part of the school term and staying here. He could make a career of it, and stay happy.
He'd have the chicks, (or guys if the mood took him), and money; he already had the fame. What else did he need?
Sitting at a table along side a hedge, his admirers were gathered mainly in front of him, all talking animatedly to him when he heard something he wished he'd never hear, never make out what it was, never recognise it. ANYTHING.
From the other side of the hedge, were various animalistic noises coming across, but the one that disturbed him the most was when the name "Minerva" was moaned out, accompanied by another moan.
If you thought Ronald Weasley could run fast, then you ain't never seen Blaise Zabini. Not caring what the masses thought, Blaise took off as fast as he could to rid himself of the nasty sounds that echoed in his mind, and the pictures it put up to accompany these sound clips.
Soon he stopped running as he found himself in a room. A very boring room with just a single bed. In front of him was a couple of bags, with Hogwarts school robes dumped over them.
"How the hell did I make it back here?" Blaise started taking a look around. He made his way over to the bed, but found it messed up, "What the?" he was booked for this room, no one else. He didn't sleep here, so who did?
The answer came to him when he walked around to the other side of the bed and saw something white sticking out from under the bed. Pulling it out, he saw that it was a pair of grannie panties. "EWWWW!!!!!" he held them out away from him, only to notice the tag: "M. McGonagall".
"GOOD FUCKING LORD!" Blaise got the bin and dumped them in there. Taking his wand out (with the hand that DIDN'T touch them) he cast an incendio spell, and they were reduced to ashes, "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT DISINFECTANT DISINFECTANT DISINFECTENT SHIT!!" (Never mind the fact he was quite happy to get it chopped off), the Slytherin started scrambling about for something to wash his hand in.
**************
Meanwhile, back at the bar, there was 'Anna', sitting drinking a Pina Cola, Sev on one side, Remus on the other. Both were thoroughly drunk. Scattered in front of Sev were numerous whisky shot glasses, while Remus had stacked his vodka shot glasses in a similar design to that of the Hogwarts Castle, the odd Cruiser (yummy!) bottle being an addition.
"So, Sev was it?" she started running a hand in Remus's lap.
Through lidded eye lids, he slurred, "Syep!" he swayed a bit in his chair.
On the other side, came the loud tinkle of shattering glass as Remus moaned, the Hogwarts replica now lay across the bar.
"Got any plans for tonight, Sev?" ''Anna'' whispered in Snape's ear, her hand moving faster in Remus's lap.
"Nuh!" Snape picked up the recently emptied whisky glass and sculled air. He looked at it curiously before ditching it behind the bar, severely disappointed.
Remus's head landed on the bar with a thunk and a moan escaping his lips. You could see his body jerking in rather questionable shudders. But, you know, they are in Ibiza after all, anything could and does happen.
It was with this thought in mind that no one questioned the quick exit that was made as a young red headed woman led two men out of the bar.
The Licensee turned to one of the barmen, "Looks like Red has found another unsuspecting pair!"
The barman just nodded in reply, a smirk placed firmly on his lips.
Back in the hotel, (surprisingly they'd made it that far) the trio were quite occupied with one of the walls as Remus was held against the wall, being snogged silly as 'Anna' pinned him there with her hips, the contact made closer by Sev coming up behind her and making heavy work on her neck.
Eventually Remus mustered the energy to move the other two in the general direction of his room, even though he never noticed Sev behind 'Anna'. Coming up to a door, Remus pinned 'Anna' against it (Sev actually, 'Anna' in the middle), and went about attempting to open the door. Eventually, 'Anna' had had enough and searched his pockets, and came up successful as she unlocked and opened the door, Sev falling back, taking 'Anna' and therefore Remus with him.
Luckily because the room was small, they landed on the bed, and the two men went about removing her shirt, both worshipping her body. Soon she craved more and so, with buttons littering the bed and floor, she ripped first Sev's and then Remus's shirts off.
Thinking it was time to get the show on the road, Remus jumped off and ripped his pants off. 'Anna' took advantage of the moment and got up to kneel between Sev's legs. Undoing his belt and pants, they soon joined the buttons on the ground. Sev moaned as she took his base in her hand and squeezed as she tentatively licked him like a lollipop. He cried out in pleasure as she took him whole.
Remus had let a part of his instinct take over and literally ripped her skirt off of her, taking her very tiny underwear with it. He reached under her and slipped his hand along her wetness.
The motions made her moan, sending vibrations along Sev's buried cock. To keep from biting Sev, she had to let him go as Remus's ministrations went inside of her . . . three fingers worth! Barely muffling her scream, she took the nearest handle and held on with all her might. Sev didn't mind this one bit. Seeing as it was his cock.
Remus continued to stroke her, biting down on her shoulder. He found her g- spot and relentlessly rubbed it, not stopping for anything! Within seconds, she screamed as she came all over Remus' hand. When the stars had slowed a bit she could feel that her own hand was quite wet and somewhat sticky as the 'poll' she was holding onto bucked and spurted out into her hand. Only then did she notice the moaning and groaning coming from below her. Leaning down she licked her hand clean and then moved on to the source, Sev moving his knees up to balance her.
Remus was already leaking and knew he wanted her now. So moving right up behind her, he lifted up 'her' hips and slid into 'her'.
*She can't be a virgin!* he thought as he noticed just how tight 'she' was. Not to mention dry.
A loud moan came from below Remus as he thrust deep. Doing it again the moan got louder.
'Anna' was enjoying the ride as Sev rose up to meet Remus who thrust all the deeper. Straddling Sev's stomach she leant back against Remus who began attacking her neck. He brought his hands around her and grabbed her breasts, fondling them fervently. Sev's hands also rose up and grabbed her hips and held on.
The three of them got faster and faster until they screamed in orgasm.
They could be heard seven floors up as Harry and Draco lay awake in their bed, cuddling as they also recovered from a night of ecstasy.
As the orgasm ended, Remus pulled out of 'her', and fell to the side, collapsing next to 'her'. The actual 'she' in the action came off of Sev and fell to his other side. They fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Eh eh eh!! Just you lot wait until morning!
Bwahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahhahahahhahahahhahah
And that was the first threesome we've written. Not too sure bout the whole thing, at least Evil Story Penguins, anyway. That was kooky to write............. Yeah, I noticed that too, hope you like.
Ah, I see that the chapter has come to an end.
Means you ALL HAVE TO *REVIEW* LOTS to get another chapter.
I dare say that we shouldn't be soooooooooo cruel as to make you all wait another month! Ahem.
But you all know the drill . . . review and ye shall receive!
Summary: Dumbledore has planned an excursion for the seventh years to improve Muggle/Wizard Relations. Results: Multiple Pairings
Warning: this is the result of three hours filled with pizza, coke, Orange Bacardi Breezers (sadly all that was available) and one computer.
Warning Update!!!! We have now found the Cruisers, now officially VERY happy (wink wink, nudge nudge!), not to mention the Ruski's. Mmmmmmm!!! (SNM Almost as nummy as Orli! . . . Almost being the opportune word! Ahem . . . sorry . . .) Even better is we've just had a little look at PotC DVD . . . wow, I mean wow! Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom . . . could you get any better! Again . . . sorry . . .
Everyone say 'Hi' to ESP
(Everyone: Hi ESP!)
ESP: morning avid reviewers!!!!! I bet ur all pissed off something chronic about us not updating!!! But, we've been lazy!!!! Neuff!!! To you!!! :D
SNM: Or we could just blame the Institutions . . . that might work . . . and the injustices inherent in the system!
ESP: Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!
Anyway! Don't mind us! We digress! Monty Python Rules! All bow in unworthiness of the Gods of Comedy!!!!
Hi, welcome back!
SNM: Just found out that the chair kinda moves . . . damn rolling chairs!!!!!!!!!! Though they're fun when you're bored in class!!!!!!
ESP: To the point of actually doing work! Happened WAY too much this week!!!
SNM: I am sorry for you, meanwhile I've had a SIX AND A HALF DAY WEEKEND!!!! Ner ner!!
ESP: HELLO!!!!?!?!?!?!?!? I have a five day weekend every week!!!!!!!
SNM: I THOUGHT that it was four!!!!!!! You Lie!!!!!
ESP: Shaddup!!!! *hands head in shame* Don't fall off ur chair!!!
SNM: Correction . . . YOUR chair!!!!! That sounds bad, doesn't it . . .
ESP: *Nods head*
SNM: Hmm, well just for the readers, coz we kinda know the TRUTH!!! The truth . . . YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!!! Anyway, I'm at her house, sitting in a chair OWNED by ESP!!! Got it??????????? *Glares menacingly*
ESP: And we're playin Linkin Park up REAL loud. Just thought I'd tell you. No reason........ nope none what so ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SNM: ESP's has gotten to the point where she has to 'Hunt n Peck', she's getting shitty!!!
Soooooo.......... Should we be getting to the reviews or what???
Yeah, may be wise.
THANKYOU to all reviewers!
That is all.
. . . . . .
Hi!
Done and Done!
Rating: R
Disclaimer: you'd think we own them by the way we *use* them, but alas we do not (much tears are shed), buuut, it doesn't stop us from having fun! (rubs hands together, cackling evilly).
Chapter 7 – Stormy Weather in the Bedroom!!!
Previously: Draco had just looked at Harry's arse! Now what was tattooed on it????? READ ON TO FIND OUT!!!!
GO ON . . . READ FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!!
STOP READING THESE ANNOYING LITTLE TIME-WASTING, PAIN-IN-THE-ARSE, THERE- FOR-ONLY-THE-PURPOSE-OF-PISSING-YOU-ALL-OFF MESSAGES!!!!!!!
SCRAM!!!
DOWN THE PAGE!!!
THAT'S IT!!!
NOW THEY'RE GETTING THE HANG OF IT!!!!!!!!
Sorry . . . .
"So what do you think?" Harry asked, sounding braver than he felt.
"Give me a minute, Merlin, I'm still in shock over here!" Draco continued to stare, muttering to himself. One comment however, stood out from the rest: "- and the boy comes with a manual!"
"So, what do you think?" Harry repeated his question.
"I think it's time I test drive the new property!" Draco grinned in a feral way as he again took Harry in his arms and pushed him up against the door again, licking and biting his way around Harry's neck. Slowly he made his way down Harry's spine and down to his waist where he traced his name with his tongue (one of the tatt's anyway = "Draco's"). With Harry moaning at Draco's ministrations, the blonde made his way down to the Gryffindor's arse, on which was now written, one word per cheek, "Insert" "Here".
A manual indeed, Draco took the advice and prepared Harry. Soon after ramming right into him.
"What's the manual say now Harry?" Draco laughed.
"Repeat!" Harry moaned.
"Where does it say that?" Draco liked this kind of control.
"SHUT up and FUCK me!"
"Hmmm, not reading that one either . . ."
Harry growled, he had had enough. He took over.
Pushing away from the door, Draco fell on the sofa, and Harry sat down on top, impaling himself fully. Draco groaned loudly, grabbing hold of Harry's hips as he started to wriggle around on him.
********
The next morning, Harry woke up in bed, cuddled up to with Draco, as dawn's first rays settled in their room.
"God. Too early," Harry muttered as he picked up his wand (funnily enough, it was near him), and cast a charm to close the curtains. Wriggling back down into Draco, he fell asleep again.
The next time they woke up was to a really girly scream which came from a red blur that seemed to disappear out the door.
"Huh?! Wha?! What the fuck?" Draco sat bolt upright in bed, as Harry was left to huddle in the remaining warmth.
"Ignore it. Maybe it'll go away," Harry muttered again, cuddling back up with Draco when he laid back down. He'd just fallen asleep when a huge bang woke him again.
Okay, Harry was pissed now. Couldn't he just sleep in for once???
"HARRY JAMES POTTER!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I guess it won't go away?" Draco muttered unhelpfully.
Harry ignored Draco, "I'm trying to sleep, 'Mione."
"But it's seven o'clock. You should have been up ages ago!"
"Granger! We are not at Hogwarts. Harry wants to sleep, I want to sleep. GO AWAY!"
"That was civil of you," Harry commented as he nestled down into Draco's neck to attempt sleep again.
"HARRY POTTER! GET OUT OF THAT BED NOW!"
"Bugger off," Harry whined.
"Harry," Draco whispered in his ear, "if they're not gone in a minute, I will turn on you and kick you out!"
"Prick!" Harry whispered back, vehemently. Harry then spoke up: "Herm, do you want me to get up now?"
"Yes!"
"Do you want to see me naked?"
"NO! What's that got to do with anything?"
"Well that's what you're going to GET if I get up right now!"
"And NOBODY sees MY property naked, Granger, now GET OUT!" Draco muttered, but still easily audible.
Now in a big huffy fit of anger, Hermione stormed out the room and made sure to slam the door as hard as she could.
"Okay. Sleep time now!" Harry said sleepily as again he snuggled in.
"Oh yeah!" they curled up again, asleep, waiting for 3 o'clock.
**************
"Come on Ron. We're going without him!" Hermione stormed through the entrance foyer to the hotel in a very grumpy mood.
"MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T SEE!!!"
"Shut up Ron!" Hermione chastised him as she dragged him by the collar to the café for breakfast.
**************
It was day three of the Hogwarts' students stay in Ibiza. For Snape and Lupin, It had been a long two days since they had first met the red head named ''Anna''. Two very long days in which neither of them had been able to make a move on her due to the other's presence. A storm was brewing and she knew it. The question was, how long could she prolong it for. Hopefully until tomorrow night, before they left. If it was sooner, well it couldn't be helped! And she had it all planned out.
**************
Later that afternoon, of course after three o'clock, found Harry and Draco lounging in one of the big pools near the hotel. They were soon joined by Hermione and Ron (former – still irate, latter - . . . . awake, and had regained his eyesight). Soon, everyone was relaxed as Harry and Draco chatted together sitting near the shallow end, Hermione had found a Spanish – English dictionary and had started to study, whilst Ron floated around on top of the water. The calm was soon destroyed when Ron started screaming again and trying to run through the water to get away from the 'thing'.
Everyone watched curiously as Harry got one of the pool nets and pulled the 'thing' out of the water.
"McGonagall's bra's. I'm gonna be sick!" Ron ran as fast as he could to the nearest toilets. Harry and Draco started backing away from the offending item. Hermione just rolled her eyes.
"Seriously, how does he know they're hers?" Hermione said indignantly.
"BAD IMAGES GRANGER!" Draco yelled at her, becoming rather disgusted.
"Seriously!! Boys are so immature!!" Hermione said in annoyance, as she took off back to the hotel.
"And now we have the place to ourselves again," Harry smiled at Draco.
"Ever tried it in a pool?"
"Nope."
"W'Anna'?"
Harry just grinned as Draco took his mouth.
They broke apart, "Do you know how weird it is kissing you with those piercings?"
"Are you suggesting you want to get YOUR tongue and lip done?"
"NO! It's just freaky," Draco started snogging him yet again.
**************
Meanwhile, at a different pool, Blaise was making himself quite a reputation. Known as The Englishman, people were now coming in from far and wide to see what all the 'fuss' was about. And fuss they did as he seriously considered skipping the last part of the school term and staying here. He could make a career of it, and stay happy.
He'd have the chicks, (or guys if the mood took him), and money; he already had the fame. What else did he need?
Sitting at a table along side a hedge, his admirers were gathered mainly in front of him, all talking animatedly to him when he heard something he wished he'd never hear, never make out what it was, never recognise it. ANYTHING.
From the other side of the hedge, were various animalistic noises coming across, but the one that disturbed him the most was when the name "Minerva" was moaned out, accompanied by another moan.
If you thought Ronald Weasley could run fast, then you ain't never seen Blaise Zabini. Not caring what the masses thought, Blaise took off as fast as he could to rid himself of the nasty sounds that echoed in his mind, and the pictures it put up to accompany these sound clips.
Soon he stopped running as he found himself in a room. A very boring room with just a single bed. In front of him was a couple of bags, with Hogwarts school robes dumped over them.
"How the hell did I make it back here?" Blaise started taking a look around. He made his way over to the bed, but found it messed up, "What the?" he was booked for this room, no one else. He didn't sleep here, so who did?
The answer came to him when he walked around to the other side of the bed and saw something white sticking out from under the bed. Pulling it out, he saw that it was a pair of grannie panties. "EWWWW!!!!!" he held them out away from him, only to notice the tag: "M. McGonagall".
"GOOD FUCKING LORD!" Blaise got the bin and dumped them in there. Taking his wand out (with the hand that DIDN'T touch them) he cast an incendio spell, and they were reduced to ashes, "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT DISINFECTANT DISINFECTANT DISINFECTENT SHIT!!" (Never mind the fact he was quite happy to get it chopped off), the Slytherin started scrambling about for something to wash his hand in.
**************
Meanwhile, back at the bar, there was 'Anna', sitting drinking a Pina Cola, Sev on one side, Remus on the other. Both were thoroughly drunk. Scattered in front of Sev were numerous whisky shot glasses, while Remus had stacked his vodka shot glasses in a similar design to that of the Hogwarts Castle, the odd Cruiser (yummy!) bottle being an addition.
"So, Sev was it?" she started running a hand in Remus's lap.
Through lidded eye lids, he slurred, "Syep!" he swayed a bit in his chair.
On the other side, came the loud tinkle of shattering glass as Remus moaned, the Hogwarts replica now lay across the bar.
"Got any plans for tonight, Sev?" ''Anna'' whispered in Snape's ear, her hand moving faster in Remus's lap.
"Nuh!" Snape picked up the recently emptied whisky glass and sculled air. He looked at it curiously before ditching it behind the bar, severely disappointed.
Remus's head landed on the bar with a thunk and a moan escaping his lips. You could see his body jerking in rather questionable shudders. But, you know, they are in Ibiza after all, anything could and does happen.
It was with this thought in mind that no one questioned the quick exit that was made as a young red headed woman led two men out of the bar.
The Licensee turned to one of the barmen, "Looks like Red has found another unsuspecting pair!"
The barman just nodded in reply, a smirk placed firmly on his lips.
Back in the hotel, (surprisingly they'd made it that far) the trio were quite occupied with one of the walls as Remus was held against the wall, being snogged silly as 'Anna' pinned him there with her hips, the contact made closer by Sev coming up behind her and making heavy work on her neck.
Eventually Remus mustered the energy to move the other two in the general direction of his room, even though he never noticed Sev behind 'Anna'. Coming up to a door, Remus pinned 'Anna' against it (Sev actually, 'Anna' in the middle), and went about attempting to open the door. Eventually, 'Anna' had had enough and searched his pockets, and came up successful as she unlocked and opened the door, Sev falling back, taking 'Anna' and therefore Remus with him.
Luckily because the room was small, they landed on the bed, and the two men went about removing her shirt, both worshipping her body. Soon she craved more and so, with buttons littering the bed and floor, she ripped first Sev's and then Remus's shirts off.
Thinking it was time to get the show on the road, Remus jumped off and ripped his pants off. 'Anna' took advantage of the moment and got up to kneel between Sev's legs. Undoing his belt and pants, they soon joined the buttons on the ground. Sev moaned as she took his base in her hand and squeezed as she tentatively licked him like a lollipop. He cried out in pleasure as she took him whole.
Remus had let a part of his instinct take over and literally ripped her skirt off of her, taking her very tiny underwear with it. He reached under her and slipped his hand along her wetness.
The motions made her moan, sending vibrations along Sev's buried cock. To keep from biting Sev, she had to let him go as Remus's ministrations went inside of her . . . three fingers worth! Barely muffling her scream, she took the nearest handle and held on with all her might. Sev didn't mind this one bit. Seeing as it was his cock.
Remus continued to stroke her, biting down on her shoulder. He found her g- spot and relentlessly rubbed it, not stopping for anything! Within seconds, she screamed as she came all over Remus' hand. When the stars had slowed a bit she could feel that her own hand was quite wet and somewhat sticky as the 'poll' she was holding onto bucked and spurted out into her hand. Only then did she notice the moaning and groaning coming from below her. Leaning down she licked her hand clean and then moved on to the source, Sev moving his knees up to balance her.
Remus was already leaking and knew he wanted her now. So moving right up behind her, he lifted up 'her' hips and slid into 'her'.
*She can't be a virgin!* he thought as he noticed just how tight 'she' was. Not to mention dry.
A loud moan came from below Remus as he thrust deep. Doing it again the moan got louder.
'Anna' was enjoying the ride as Sev rose up to meet Remus who thrust all the deeper. Straddling Sev's stomach she leant back against Remus who began attacking her neck. He brought his hands around her and grabbed her breasts, fondling them fervently. Sev's hands also rose up and grabbed her hips and held on.
The three of them got faster and faster until they screamed in orgasm.
They could be heard seven floors up as Harry and Draco lay awake in their bed, cuddling as they also recovered from a night of ecstasy.
As the orgasm ended, Remus pulled out of 'her', and fell to the side, collapsing next to 'her'. The actual 'she' in the action came off of Sev and fell to his other side. They fell asleep in each other's arms.
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Eh eh eh!! Just you lot wait until morning!
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And that was the first threesome we've written. Not too sure bout the whole thing, at least Evil Story Penguins, anyway. That was kooky to write............. Yeah, I noticed that too, hope you like.
Ah, I see that the chapter has come to an end.
Means you ALL HAVE TO *REVIEW* LOTS to get another chapter.
I dare say that we shouldn't be soooooooooo cruel as to make you all wait another month! Ahem.
But you all know the drill . . . review and ye shall receive!