Old Friends, New Fun.
"Haven't lost your touch," Astra commented with a smile on her face. "Still amazing."
Some of the syrup from Harry's pancakes dripped onto Astra's bare legs. With a knowing smile, and with Harry's eyes drawn to her lovely, dark legs, Astra dipped her finger against it and scraped it off.
"And you're still a messy eater," Harry said.
Astra loudly popped her lips when devouring her breakfast. She made several succulent sounds when slurping up the syrup which made Harry have to shift himself to sit more comfortable. Nora offered Harry a bite which he took. The two lovely ladies pressed up on either side of them.
"These are out of this world," Nora said.
"I'm just glad Nora broke through," Astra said.
"So what happens in the future to me?" Harry asked. "I'm around in the future? Aren't I?"
The mood in the room grew somber. And Harry saw a flicker of rage in Astra's eyes.
"You sacrificed yourself to save the entire world from a dystopian fate," Astra said somberly. "I wasn't about to let you go that easily."
"So, I'm dead," Harry said.
"Unfortunately," Astra said. "But, we're not going to let that happen again."
Harry took a moment to process this. Astra ran a hand through Harry's unruly hair and smiled. She leaned in and kissed Harry lightly against the jaw.
"Already, you've got a much better shot of having a much better and longer life," Astra said. "That disgusting part of Voldemort's out of you, you now control Aunt Lily's protective spell, and it's already boosting your strength and making you what you should have been. And what you could be if fate didn't snip my mother's life thread prematurely."
"You're still trapped in Hell," Harry reminded her. "Now-you, not future you. Which is you-you…time travel gives me a headache."
"Oh, you just wait, sweetie," Nora muttered underneath her breath.
"Right, of course, you wouldn't give this one up," Astra said with a fond smile.
"And I can't wish you out," Harry said.
"And that's one of the first things you tried once you got your memories back," Astra said. "There's a way to get me out, but it requires a very powerful magical artifact."
"I'm guessing there's a reason why I can't wish it here," Harry said.
"Smart, and handsome," Astra said. "It belongs to Damien Darhk himself."
"My father," Nora supplied.
"Your father?" Harry asked.
"Yes, my father," Nora confirmed. "He's the leader of a splinter group of the League of Assassins known as HIVE, at least he is right now."
"Speaking of which, when are we?" Astra asked.
"July 23rd, 2015," Harry supplied.
That was a change after the latest crisis, with Harry's timeline being forward twenty years. But, neither Astra nor Nora honestly felt like being the ones to have to explain it to Harry.
If anyone would, it would be Ava. With charts and graphs which made things even more complicated than they should be.
"Oh, someone has a birthday in about eight days," Astra said.
"Lost track of the time," Harry said. "Didn't expect it to be a big deal."
"We're going to make it a big deal," Astra said. "You deserve it to be a big deal."
"Why did you want to know the date?" Harry asked.
"Just trying to figure out what we're dealing with," Astra said.
"Dad's about ready to enact his insane plan, the one that got him killed the first time," Nora said.
"Your father's died more than once?" Harry asked.
"Oh that's nothing, you should ask Sara how many times she's died," Astra said. "In fact, isn't Sara dead in the present like right now?"
The fact they talked so casually about someone being dead made Harry blink twice.
"Looks like she got better to me," Harry said.
"Obviously," Astra agreed. "So, dear Daddy Darhk is about to get himself killed."
"It got both my parents killed," Nora said. "Only because he hired that psychopath Lonnie Machin. Who ended up killing Mom."
"Are you going to try to avoid it?" Astra asked. "Your mother being killed?"
Harry looked to Nora who shifted.
"That's not my priority," Nora said.
"We can save her," Harry said. "We might not be able to bring back the dead. But maybe we can change history where your mother…maybe both of your parents aren't killed?"
"You would do that," Nora said.
"And here I thought you knew Harry," Astra said. "Of course he would. Wish it would be that straightforward to save both my mother and Lily."
"No magic can resurrect the dead," Harry reminded them both.
"Just a thought," Astra said.
"Look if we're going to mess with time, then maybe I should…make sure nothing bad happens," Harry said. "I wish me or the people I care about weren't affected in a bad way by any changes in the timeline."
"Oh, I love you for making that wish," Astra said.
"Granted," Nora said.
That would save them so many problems in the future. Astra wrapped her arms around Harry and pulled him in close to her.
"You have no idea how many problems that's to prevent," Astra said. "Whether it's something we do, or others. Not that I'm naming any names."
"Glad you approve," Harry said. "So, how do we get this artifact from Nora's father to help younger Astra?"
"Very carefully and hopefully without any problems," Astra said. "But, the problem is, while your powers are strengthening, you're nowhere near the point you can fight against an organization like HIVE."
"Someday, with the proper training, you will be amazing," Nora said.
"And we'll get you to that point," Astra said. "Soon. But, you should live a little bit too."
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," Nora said. "But, you will be amazing."
"Hopefully someday soon," Harry said. "I've got Voldemort to deal with still. He won't go away."
"I didn't forget about that cockroach," Astra agreed.
"Still don't know why Voldemort went after me in the first place," Harry said. "Really wish I did."
A flash of light appeared in front of Harry's face and an orb dropped onto the bed. The orb broke up and the ghostly form of one Sybill Trelawney appeared in front of Harry.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives… the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.…"
Harry blinked. And stared. And blinked some more. So that's what the Order was guarding. That was what Tonks mentioned. The item which Dumbledore did not want Voldemort to get his hands on.
Honestly, Harry expected more.
"That's all?" Harry asked.
"You're underwhelmed," Astra said.
"It's a prophecy, that's the reason why Voldemort was after me," Harry said. "Although, it does make sense. Dumbledore told me that the prophecy Trelawney made at the end of my third year was her second accurate prediction. But, I never thought…why didn't I put it together?"
"Dumbledore has this nasty habit of dangling pieces of the truth in front of people, without any context," Astra concluded. "The point is, that prophecy is a bunch of hot air. Or it would be, if Voldemort had not been so paranoid to act on the part he heard, and strike against anyone who would fit the terms. Or at least the terms he knew of."
"I have to be the one who kills him, then," Harry said.
"Well, so says the prophecy," Astra said. "Trust me though, Voldemort won't be the first dark lord who screwed himself over based on a prophecy. Something you would know if you didn't have a History of Magic teacher who was a natural cure for insomnia."
Harry smiled. Boy that was the truth about Binns.
"It's not easy to kill someone like that, because Voldemort's taken steps to make sure he survives what most wizards can't," Nora added.
"And I have this power," Harry said.
"Dumbledore thinks it's love," Astra said. "But, I disagree."
"What do you think it is?" Harry asked.
"The ability to inspire people to do great things, not out of fear, but out of respect," Astra said. "The ability to ensure people are their best selves. There are people who will follow you, Harry, anywhere. You don't have to ask, they just do."
Astra leaned in and cupped her friend's chin.
"And Voldemort doesn't understand that," Nora said. "He'll never understand it. Everyone is a means to an end to him. Everyone who follows him does it out of fear or greed or both."
"He doesn't give a damn about any of them," Harry said.
"Exactly," Astra said.
Astra crossed her legs and Harry shook his head to focus.
"How did he do it?" Harry asked. "The diary…the piece of him inside of me…did how did he do it?"
Harry thought about it.
"I wish I knew how Voldemort wasn't killed," Harry said.
Several books fell from the ceiling and landed on Harry's bed.
"Oooh, you better make sure no one catches you with these," Nora said seriously "The term dark magic is thrown around far too loosely. But, this is everything that dark magic is."
"I wish no one can see the books unless I can trust them completely," Harry said.
It took some time to unpack. The depths of which Voldemort did to turn himself from the young man which Harry met in the Chamber of Secrets, the diary memory, to the hideous snake faced monster Harry just escaped from weeks ago in a Graveyard.
"Horcruxes," Harry breathed.
"The very word gives you shivers, doesn't it?" Astra asked.
The word was foreboding. The actual means of which they were created, the disgusting, unspeakable magic involved was even worse.
"Yes, it does," Harry agreed. "You can't just make these by killing just anyone. The murder has to be without remorse. Without regret. Completely cruel."
"Most kill themselves trying to make one," Nora read. "Instead of a part of their soul, they trap their entire soul in an object, or the container consumes their very essence."
"He made at least six," Harry said. "Because, he wanted to break his soul into seven pieces. The most magically powerful number. He always wanted to be better than the rest."
Voldemort's need to be special made his soul highly unstable.
"And he did something that no one else accomplished," Astra said. "You keep cutting your soul in half, eventually the pieces are going to get harder to cut. And he's become less human. The small sliver of soul he has left, he's barely human."
"And he has five more out there," Harry agreed. "The real question is, can he make anymore?"
"No," Astra said. "He doesn't have enough soul left. He strained it when his soul ripped when the killing curse backfired. Lily's charm combined with his own unstable soul shredded it. Enough just escaped being sucked into his body."
Harry flipped through the books. What Voldemort did was uncharted territory. However, there were many dire warnings not to attempt more than one. Herpo the Foul, one of the cruelst and most vicious dark wizards of all time, strongly advised not attempting more than one. And he was capable of some skin-crawling magic. And yet, even he never did what Voldemort had done.
"They can be destroyed," Harry said. "The Horcruxes."
"He must have them underneath the strongest protections," Nora said. "I'm not even sure if my magic can penetrate them."
"Can you try?" Harry asked.
"Wish away," Nora said.
"I wish I had all of Voldemort's horcruxes to destroy," Harry said.
Nora snapped her fingers. Nothing.
"Well, that didn't work," Astra said.
"There's got to be a way to destroy them all," Harry protested. "I can't kill Voldemort. I can make him mortal if the Horcruxes were destroyed."
"The diary, wasn't it destroyed with Basilisk venom?" Astra asked.
"Yes," Harry said. "You can't transport them here. But, can you magically alter the Horcruxes?"
"It's worth a shot," Nora said.
Nora channeled all of the magic she could to do this. Harry grabbed her hand and it steadied her.
"Your blood runs through Voldemort's veins," Nora murmured. "And Voldemort still has a tenuous link towards the Horcruxes. I think I can make this work."
"I wish the Horcruxes were impregnated with Basilisk Venom."
A flash went through Harry's mind for a brief second. A smile spread over Nora's face.
"They'll be destroyed within the hour," Nora said. "He'll be mortal again."
"But, still very dangerous," Harry added.
Harry leaned in and kissed Nora. It took a lot of magic to pull off that wish and Nora absorbing a small amount of tantric energy.
"That's the easy part," Astra said. "Although if he finds out, I don't want to know how he reacts."
"I wish he won't find out about his Horcruxes being destroyed," Harry offered.
"Granted," Nora agreed.
"Well, it's a shame we can't finish him off today," Astra said. "But, fighting him now would be suicide. At least until your blood sufficiently weakens him."
"Come again?" Harry asked.
"Well, it's just a theory," Astra said. "Lily, she's a Charms genius. I would think she would plan for someone stealing your blood. It could be weeks, months, or maybe a year, but without his Horcruxes anchoring him, Voldemort will suffer consequences."
"What kind?" Harry asked.
"Nothing that can kill him straight out because otherwise you couldn't attack his Horcruxes through a wish," Nora said. "Although it will make your life much easier."
With any luck, Voldemort would be gradually reduced to a squib. Although they were entering uncharted territory.
"I just wonder if he plans to take those idiots who branded themselves out with him," Astra said.
Harry did wonder. Voldemort mentioned that their loyalty would never waver from him again at the Graveyard.
"I really hate Divination," Harry remarked.
"Given how your life was ruined by a prophecy, I can only imagine," Nora said. "I'm sure we can arrange for you to take some alternative classes. Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, and even Muggle Studies are all better."
"And since Sara's not here to say it, all of those teachers are pretty hot," Astra said. "Add in Sinistra, and there's a quartet of real babes."
Harry noticed them from afar, but getting to know them all a bit better, when it appealed to Harry and his newly acquired sexual appetite.
"Speaking of which, when do you think Sara's coming back?" Harry asked.
"Oh, trust me, you won't be thinking about Sara for a while when I get ahold of you," Astra said with a smile.
Astra smiled and threw herself over Harry's lap. She moved in and grabbed Harry's shoulders.
"Nora, I would like my first time with Harry…alone," Astra said. "No offense."
"If that's what you want," Nora said. "And none taken. But, it's up to Harry."
"Nora, I wish you could take a break," Harry said.
"Cool, I'll be just a wish away if you need me," Nora said.
The moment Nora vanished with a pop, Astra pulled her old friend closer towards her.
"Always so handsome," Astra said. "And why aren't you touching my legs? You've spent half of the day staring at them."
Harry ran his hands down Astra's lovely legs. He certainly was touching them now. The feeling of her soft and luscious skin underneath his fingers put a smile on Astra's face when she leaned in a bit closer. Harry slowly worked open the buttons of Astra's blouse and planted a few more kisses down her neck.
"Oooh, I've wanted this for a long time."
"Me too,' Harry said. "Now that I can remember you."
Harry always thought Astra was a beautiful girl and had a crush on her, even before he could understand those emotions. She was his first real friend, even if those memories were taken from him for almost five years. And Harry did not bring up his current problems with his Hogwarts friends.
Astra did not bring it up either and Harry was not going to spoil their reunion by bringing everything down. Astra pulled Harry's cock out of his pants and smiled as it stood for attention.
"Is that for me?" Astra asked him.
"If you can handle it," Harry said.
The view of Astra's beautiful, dark hand, running up and down Harry's length had been erotic to say the very least. Astra moved her hand, up, down, and around. She formed a very tight seal around Harry's length when she jerked him off. Astra leaned in and ran her hand down his length a little bit more. Astra cupped Harry's balls.
"Oh, I've wanted to do this for a long time," Astra said. "Fate fucked me in the worst way. And you. And now, I'm going to fuck you."
Harry had questions about his future, but he did not want to spoil the moment. Astra's lips parted. Oh, the lipstick she had on it left a slight ring around his cock as she slid down. Astra marked the progress of her ruby red lips when he edged into the back of her head.
Astra let out another loud slurp when she rocked her mouth down onto Harry's throbbing hard prick. Harry inched his manhood deep down her throat. Astra leaned in and pushed deep down onto him. Her eyes looked up with adoration and worship for Harry as he pushed into her throat.
"Bloody hell."
Astra was not going to lie, she may have picked up a few pointers from Sara. Those two balls were swollen and Astra sucked them while stroking Harry's manhood. Her lips moved back up and her lips formed a hot seal. She pulled back and marked Harry's cock with a few lipstick marks, before licking him. And then the gorgeous sorceress slurped Harry's cock into the back of her throat.
"Astra, oooh, Astra!" Harry said. "Your mouth is brilliant!"
Astra was glad Harry thought so, and she bobbed her lips up and down. She made a loud slurping sound, and edged more of Harry into her lips. She formed a hot seal, deep-throating her lover. Harry grabbed the back of her head. Astra gave him a non-verbal cue to treat her more roughly.
And Harry sped up the pace and fucked her throat. Astra let out another moan when working over the man before her. Those balls swung, rocking like a pendulum. Astra rubbed them hard and milked them. She looked up at Harry with fierce determination. Harry thrusted his cock deep into her tight mouth.
The ebony stunner shoved his hard cock down her throat. Astra blew her childhood friend, finally getting a chance to experience him. Astra raked her perfectly done nails against his balls, which made Harry quiver for a second.
"ASTRA!"
Harry blew his load down Astra's throat. Astra sucked down Harry's member. Each rope of seed spilling down her throat made him groan and twitch for her. His hand moved down and kept rocking inside of her throat.
The moment Harry pulled out, Astra licked his cock. She looked like a ravenous succubus who had a good meal and yet had been ready for more. Astra wrapped her fist around Harry and worked him over.
"You love my legs, don't you?" Astra asked.
Astra rubbed her beautiful gams against Harry's cock. Harry reached over and grabbed her ass through her skirt.
"I love your everything."
"Good answer, Green-Eyes."
Harry flipped Astra's skirt up and pulled down her panties. Astra was dripping and hot. The only hair covering her pussy was a small strip shaved into a lightning bolt.
"It's a style with a lot of women," Astra said. "You'll find out."
Harry could not help and worship Astra's legs. Every kiss, every stroke, made her cry out for him. His tongue moved deep towards her. Closer towards Astra's wet mound. Harry dug his tongue against her slit and toyed with the gorgeous vixen underneath him.
"Eat me."
The pussy underneath Harry tantalized him. Harry leaned in and worshipped Astra. He sucked her juices and made her gasp for him. Astra's hands dug into the back of his head and Harry kept licking her.
Harry closed his eyes and he imagined a snake in front of him. A wicked idea entered his mind. Harry leaned in and his tongue vibrated inside of Astra's hot slit.
"OOOOH!"
The convulsions through Astra and through Harry's vibrating tongue sent her over the edge. She hoped Harry put that one together sooner rather than later. Astra's body shook vigorously underneath Harry's wicked tongue. The stunning sorceress squirted like mad underneath Harry.
Harry rose up and Astra decided to tease Harry's length with her bare foot. Those delicious dark toes rubbed against Harry's throbbing cock. Harry leaned in and smiled. Astra used both of her feet to bring Harry to the edge. She stroked him with circular motions and made Harry's hips buck forward a little bit.
For a good long while, Astra rubbed Harry's cock over with her beautiful feet. And then, the visual of Harry's white cream splattering over Astra's gorgeous ebony arches treated Astra with an erotic slight. Astra milked Harry's big white cock with her goddess feet and jerk him off.
Then, Astra contorted her body, and slowly licked Harry's seed off of her toes. This brought Harry's full attention onto Astra. Harry put his hand on her pussy and rubbed it, while kissing her thighs while she was in this position.
"Taste all of me," Astra said. "Show me just how grown up you've become."
He moved in and enjoyed some brown sugar, kissing Astra on the side of her neck. Her shirt came completely off. Her gorgeous round breasts popped into the opening and Harry moved down her body. Harry latched his mouth against Astra's beautiful dark nipple and sucked on it. He could hardly get enough of enjoying her. Harry fondled Astra's breast for a long moment.
And then Harry switched. His cock was hard and pointed at Astra's entrance. She prepared to suck him in. Harry felt Astra was on fire. Harry kissed her legs and worked her over.
"Mmm, you feel so good, Harry," Astra said. "Go ahead, and fuck your gorgeous chocolate sister."
Harry's cock throbbed and Astra just grinned at his reaction.
"Oh, you like it, don't you?" Astra asked. "You like being reminded of the fact that if nothing bad happened, we would have been practically family. Brother and sister. We are…but it's my duty to take care of your cock. Your slutty Fairy Godmother can't do it all of the time, and neither can the MILF Canary. But, it's my job as your sister to make that cock feel good."
"Oh, sis, your pussy feels so good," Harry said.
Perhaps growing up in Hell left Astra with very few scruples. The reminder of the pseudo-incest made her very wet. However, she pulled forward and enjoyed Harry's mouth ouching him.
"Let your big sister take care of your big cock," Astra purred in his ear.
"You're so fucking tight."
"For you, I will always be just right," Astra said. "And your big cock is just right for me. Don't stop fucking me until you've made me black out."
Astra wrapped her legs around Harry's hips and pulled him all the way into her. Harry groaned. Oh, she was stunning. Extremely beautiful. And she wrapped her hands to him.
"Oooh, show me what Sara's taught you," Astra breathed. "Oooh, that big cock, it's really feeling good. And your sister, she's a slut for you, isn't she?"
Every time Astra referred to herself as his "sister" Harry throbbed a little bit harder.
"Don't worry, you've got a little incest kink," Astra breathed in his ear. "I don't judge. Maybe you can make that Chameleon turn into Lily, and you can roleplay."
The thought of having Tonks turn into Lily and plowing her, made Harry groan.
"At least until we can figure out the real thing," Astra said.
"You're shameless, you know that?" Harry asked. "Are you trying to corrupt me?"
"Sweet baby brother, I'm not trying," Astra said. "I'm succeeding."
Harry rocked Astra's world and touched her. His beautiful, chocolate-skinned, adoptive sister, moaned underneath him. Her breasts bounced in front of his sight. Harry had to molest her chest.
"Let's face it, if Mum was still alive, you would be fucking both of us every day," Astra said. "And don't you think you wouldn't either, Green Eyes."
Harry thought about his godmother, memories which returned to him days ago. And Astra's tantalizing suggestion only made Harry push deep inside of her.
"Oooh, we're almost there," Astra said. "But, I've got an idea. You trust me? You trust me don't you, bro?"
"Yes, sis," Harry said.
Astra flipped Harry over onto his back and Astra slowly traced runic patterns on his balls. Harry felt harder, and more swollen than ever before. Astra mounted his cock, and looked down at him, gripping. She rested her hands on Harry's chest and ground up against him.
"Just think of the naughty things you can do with Runic magic," Astra said. "Take that class. Hell, you can make Professor Babbling live up to her name when you get a hold of her."
Astra speared herself down onto Harry's cock. Harry reached up and groped Astra's chest and fondled her tits as roughly as she liked. Harry could feel himself grow closer and closer to his breaking point. He edged closer to cumming inside of Astra.
"One," Astra cheered for him.
Oh, she bounced harder, and Harry's orgasm had not come out. Although his balls swelled even more. Astra plowed down onto his throbbing hard cock. Harry grabbed her and shoved her back. Astra hit the backboard of the bed, although she was not to be deterred. Harry thrusted deeper inside of her and pounded her pussy, which got tighter and more velvety smooth the faster he went into him.
"What did you do?" Harry asked her.
"Two," Astra said.
Harry's orgasm did not come out for him. Astra just grinned and Harry reached up to grab her.
"Choke me Daddy," Astra breathed excitedly.
"I thought I was your brother?"
"Mmm, I like diversity."
"Maybe you should keep your roleplay straight."
"Maybe you should just fuck my brains out."
Harry elevated Astra down onto the bed and jackhammered her hard into the bed. Harry's relentless assault plowed into her. Astra grabbed and released him.
"Oh, the harder I fuck you, the tighter your pussy feels," Harry groaned.
Astra formed a tight seal around Harry and moaned. Her pussy hugged his length when he entered her. Harry grabbed Astra by the hair and half-kissed her and half tugged her hair. Their sex got even wilder.
Harry thanked he had the foresight to keep the Dursleys away from his room early on. Because, he was not going to spoil this moment. Harry rammed deep inside of her and Astra let out another cry when she came.
Another bucking motion and Harry's balls swelled even more.
"Three or four, I don't remember," Astra breathed. "You've about fucked my brains out."
Harry flipped Astra over and slammed into her prone body on the bed. Every thrust caused Harry to spank Astra's beautiful booty. Astra screamed out in pleasure when she moaned. Harry wrecked her with his uncannily hungry cock. Another orgasm was apparent, although Harry kept working through, knowing that whatever voodoo Astra did on him, he was not spilling his seed just yet.
The tightness of her vice like pussy compelled Harry to fuck her harder. Harry pulled out and then flipped Astra over, so he could spear her body harder. Harry leaned deep inside of her and pounded the hell out of her pussy. Each thrust inside of her felt just as tight as the first thrust inside of her.
"Cumming!" Astra screamed in his ear.
Like a wild animal, Astra scratched, clawed, and bit at Harry. Harry had to hold her at bay to ram her pussy. Astra was being held up and used as a toy.
"One more," Astra said. "I think."
"You think?"
Astra just bit down her lip which was the sexiest thing Harry saw so far today. And that was saying something. Harry picked up Astra in his arms and pounded her pussy down onto his cock. Each impaling motion drove Astra to a toe curling orgasm. Astra threw her head back and her breasts were pushed into Harry's mouth. A grin crossed Astra's face when Harry sucked her boobs hard.
"Just wait until they fill with milk," Astra said. "When you knock up your beautiful, wicked, chocolate sex sister."
Harry wondered if she meant "step sister" but he was too busy sucking Astra's breasts to ask for clarififaction. And playing with her legs and ass. It was like a never ending train of pleasure. Harry wanted more.
Finally, Harry received release and it was very satisfying. He pinned Astra down onto him and ensured his cum found it's way inside of Astra. Astra looked like a dream when Harry's cum fired into her body. The gorgeous sorceress milked his cock when Harry worked her over.
"Damn, Astra."
Astra continued to milk Harry, and she released him. Only for Harry's out of control, spurting cock to cover her on the outside, just as Harry covered her inside. Harry spilled his seed all over Astra's stunning body. And he kept cumming for a very long time.
Seven pent up orgasms worth. Well, Voldemort was right. That number was magical.
Astra grabbed Harry's balls and milked the last few ropes straight down her throat. And she made sure to suck Harry off until his cock finally calmed down.
Harry fell back, a smile on his face. And he turned.
Astra laid on her back, covered in cum from head to toe, with cum dripping down her body. And cum dripping down her thighs. Her belly was swollen and it looked like she was about ready to explode from the sheer amount of cum Harry pumped into her body.
Very slowly, Astra crawled over and draped herself over Harry's sweaty muscular chest.
"I know a good scouring spell," Harry said.
"Me too," Astra said. "But let me bask in your glory for a bit."
Astra rubbed Harry's balls. Her naughty, roaming hand indicated Astra was not going to be idle for long. And neither was Harry.
The aftermath left Astra spent, but smiling. And Harry wrapped his arms around Astra. They made up for lost time.
"We're going to have to go out somewhere," Astra said. "Get you out of this house for a while. Maybe go clubbing or something?"
"That would be fun," Harry said. "Dumbledore won't like it if he finds out."
"Well, that just makes it more appealing, doesn't it?" Astra asked. "I have a friend who owns a club. Her name is Charlie and…."
A couple of loud thumps from downstairs jolted the two out of the conversation.
"Now what?" Astra asked. "I just heard something fat and useless hit the floor."
"I think it was Vernon," Harry said.
"My point stands," Astra said.
Harry quickly put on a bathrobe and made his way to the door. A soft knock on it caused Harry to stop.
"Harry?"
Harry opened the door and came face to face with the lovely vision that was Fleur Delacour. Her allure most certainly made people sit up and take notice.
Literally, in Astra's case.
"Hello, Fleur," Harry said. "I see you got my letter."
"Yes," she said with a smile. "Your aunt and uncle were belligerent, so they're taking a nap."
Harry took note of Fleur's extremely perfect, clear,and concise English. Which made Harry think she was bullshitting people with how she spoke before. The world's most beautiful troll indeed.
Perhaps the only time Fleur Delacour and troll would be in the same sentence.
Fleur entered the room, with little care for Harry's personal space. She surveyed the room.
"Oooh, you have company, you naughty boy?" Fleur asked with a smile towards Astra. "It appears we have business to discuss, my friend."
And Fleur greeted Harry with a long and passionate French kiss. The allure which made many men melt to jelly only drew Harry's attention in. He pulled away from Fleur.
"Have a seat," Harry said. "And let's talk."
Fleur just smiled and walked over. She decided to take a seat. Very boldly in Harry's lap.
"What a difference a few weeks make. You've grown quite nicely."
Harry put a hand on Fleur's leg and his mouth close to her ear. And he very casually rubbed himself against Fleur's backside.
"Not such a leetle boy now, am I?"
To Be Continued.