Title: Services
Genre: Romance/Humour
Rating: MA - WARNING! there are sex scenes, H/G.
Summary: Picture this, a noticeboard, and in the middle, there is a stack of business cards. Anyone can take one of these cards, except for those under 15, and over 60 years of age, because they are either too young, or too old to have sex.
"Ouch." Dean yelled at the top of his voice; waking up all his workmates for the day.
"Dean, do you always have to be so bloody noisy every time you wake up?" Ron snapped. While Harry, Seamus and Neville moaned and grunted.
"It's not my fault that Harry left all his things in the middle of the room." Dean continued.
"What?" Harry spoke up.
"All your books and clothes are sitting in a pile, so do you get up me, the person that you should be angry at in Harry." Dean said plain and simple. While Harry had a confused look in his face; he got out of bed and walked to his belongings that were in a pile on the floor. Stunned and shocked he crouched down and looked at them. Some old T shirts and lots of books that he had given Hermione laid before him. Harry put his hand on his head and took a deep breath.
"There not mine." Harry said quietly.
"Don't give us that bullshit Harry; they have your names on it." Dean said calmly as if he was going to pounce on Harry as he still rubbed his foot.
"No well, they were mind but I gave them to…"
"Hermione." Ron said finishing his sentence. The room went quiet for a moment with a few "Oh's… and damn's."
"Why did she give them back to you?" Seamus asked.
"I don't know, well I do know, we had a little disagreement that's all." Harry stretched out.
"You!" Dean giggled. "Isn't it meant to be Ron that's in the dog house?" Dean joked.
"Hey." Ron sat up in bed. "She starts it." Dean left the room to do his job and Neville and Seamus fell asleep once again.
"She hates me Ron." Harry said getting up off the floor.
"I am sure doesn't she hate you mate." Ron said. While Harry walked over and sat at the end of Ron's bed.
"You don't understand; I spoke to her last night. After dinner." Harry said while looking Ron in the eye.
"Oh." That's all Ron could say.
"She looked at me with such disgust. It even made me feel sick." Harry buried his head in his hands.
"What did she say?" Ron asked and Harry looked up again.
"She just said that what I am doing is wrong." Harry said.
"Well it is wrong." Ron said.
"What?" Harry stood up.
"Why do you think that I am not a part of this? I don't want to get laid because it's wrong to take advantage of a woman or a girl just because they are horny." Ron said.
"It's not wrong, they ask for it. And beside you are part of it your our manager" Harry voice stated to raise. "It's not like that we go to them and say "Oh baby I need some banging tonight." We don't to that, its not like we force them to have sex, we don't rape them or anything, and if they want us to stop we stop plain and simple." Harry yelled. "So don't give me this bullshit about it being wrong. All I do is sleep around, like a fucking sleaze." Harry turned his back on his best friend.
"Mate… I don't know what to say… You're not a sleaze; you just have sex a lot." Ron said scratching his head trying to find out what to say.
"That makes me a sleaze." Harry said softly.
"Like you said they ask for it, and you take care of them, there are certain things that make you a sleaze, and Harry your not one of them." Ron said.
"Mmm… Ok then why is Hermione so upset with me?" Harry asked as he turned back around.
"Because it hurts her to see you with other people." Ron said shuffling his feet and looking to the ground.
"What is that meant to mean?" Harry asked surprised.
"Oh... I don't know I am going to brekkie, you coming?" Ron quickly cut the conversation and walked out of the room leaving a very confused young man.
Seamus climbed out of bed at eight-thirty and went to prepare the Prefects Bathroom.
He lit scented ever-burning candles and put them around the bathroom. He placed flowers everywhere; he magicked a soothing song into the air.
By the time he had done that, it was twelve forty-five, so he filled the bathtub up, and slid into the fluffy water.
Just as he resurfaced, he heard Hannah enter, and waited for her to get undressed and join him in the bath.
"Hello, Hannah…" He said huskily. "We're gunna have fun…"
Neville was the last to wake at two p.m. He got changed and took his book of spells with him to the library. He chose the most secluded and never ventured into spot.
He Glamoured it and set to work cleaning.
It took barely ten minutes to clean, but setting up was hard. He laid out cushions, and draped satin sheets over the books. He scented the air soft lavender.
With five minutes before Luna was due there, he opened the body balm Dean had given him and went to wait for Luna.
"Hello Luna…" He smiled softly.
"Neville." Luna smiled widely. "I heard the boys saying things about me taking a long time to orgasm… It's not true…" She told him.
Neville smiled and as they entered the Glamoured area, closed the balm.
"Ready for a fantastic memory that will last a life time?" Neville murmured.
"You bet…" Luna glowed.
If you want to see a certain male getting it on, send their name and yours to Dean Thomas before 5-30 today! No guarantees.
Dean smirks as this notice is shown around to everyone.
Leaning back in his chair in Gryffindor Common Room, he was shocked as owls poured in.
He threw away any letters that said any Slytherins, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.
He threw away all the letters that said they wanted to be with anyone but Harry Potter.
Finally he was left with 20, and 17 were from girls. So they were thrown away, leaving the final three, Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy, and Severus Snape.
Dean choked on air as he read those three names. Slytherins? Well... It is perfect...
Blaise Zabini,
Congratulations! You have been selected along with two others to go to Classroom 235 at five to six tonight. Make sure no one sees you, or hears you. Do not interact with anyone in the room.
Dean Thomas.
Draco Malfoy,
Lucky you! You've been chosen to go to Classroom 235 at five to six with two other people. Just make sure you don't interact with anyone. Be quiet, and stay hidden.
Dean Thomas.
Severus Snape,
Well done, you and two others will be going to Classroom 235 at five to six. Make sure you're not seen or heard. And please don't interact with anyone in the room.
Dean Thomas.
Smiling to himself, he sent the letters.
Harry spent most of the day spending time with Hagrid. Hagrid introduced Harry to yet another one of Hagrid's friends' Kingyourpt
He was a Birer; half bird and half tiger. This bored Harry, he didn't want to learn about Birer's he was still hung up on the conversation that he had earlier with Ron. Harry left Hagrid about 4pm in the afternoon to have an early dinner and get ready for the night events.
Harry ate dinner, went to the bathrooms and cleaned up, he used lots of cologne. And actually tried to brush his hair but that didn't work. Before every session with a client Harry would get really nervous but as soon as the women/girl would touch him things would fall straight into place. It was now time to go down and meet Ginny. He walked down to the common room, while he was passing though he noticed Hermione once again in the corner by herself, but this time she was crying. Harry didn't want to walk over to her because he would be late for Ginny. "You heartless son of a bitch Harry." He thought but kept on walking.
He reached the Dungeons it was dark with only a few candles burning away that Harry had placed there before hand. Ginny wasn't in sight, Harry took off his jacket and threw it over the nearest statue. He spread himself over the big teachers' desk waiting for his client to arrive. The door opens and a mysterious character walked in all wearing all black.
"Harry." Ginny said in a sexy voice.
"Hi Ginny, so where do you want to do this?" Harry asked.
"Anywhere really." Ginny said.
He pulled her into a passionate kiss.
They pulled apart panting; Ginny pushed him onto the chair and straddled him.
"This is my night tonight Harry..." She told him huskily. She kissed him again, and pulled back. She nibbled his bottom lip, his earlobe, and bit him sharply on the neck.
She slid onto the floor and suckled at his nipples and placed kisses down his stomach that felt like fire.
"Up!" She demanded and he did so. She was still kneeling in front of him, and he was confused. He was seeing Hermione, how could that be?
Ginny smirked as she tugged the g-string of Harry's down, over his arousal, and to the ground "Shit!" Someone hissed, but neither Harry nor Ginny heard them. Ginny didn't say anything, just pulled Harry's hips to the chair and took him in her mouth eagerly.
Harry tried his hardest not to come so quick, but he couldn't. Not while he was thinking of perfect pink lips, beautiful brown eyes, a voice that could be warm and icy all at once. He came thinking of her.
"Good boy Harry..." Ginny said bringing Harry back to reality. "Won't you help me, Harry...?" Harry nodded. Ginny sat on him, and he undid the tight top, and let it fall to the ground.
"I want to fuck you..." Harry groaned, grinding his hips up.
He took Ginny's waist and lifted her up. He turned around as she pulled off her last item of clothing, and he put her on the chair. He was so hard by now, and she was so wet, he went straight in with a finger.
Ginny moaned above him, and he couldn't think. "Fuck me, Harry..." A voice that wasn't Ginny's snarled. Harry grinned and took the girl over to the chains on the wall.
He cuffed her wrists into them and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He didn't go slowly, he pounded straight in. There could have been a gasp, and not from either of them, someone else, but it was hard to tell over the ragged breathing of Harry and Ginny.
Ginny started screaming in ecstasy as Harry continued his hard and fast pace. With a last scream of "Harry!" Ginny went limp and Harry came quickly as her muscles tightened around him.
"Fuck, Harry that was so good..." She muttered. "That was amazing Harry, any girl would die to have you as a boyfriend." Ginny said trying to catch her breath. "You're the best I have ever had, and that's telling you something coming from me.
"What is that meant to mean." Harry asked.
"It means you have a big dick, and you really know how to pleasure a woman."
"No." Giggle. "What I meant was, how many people have you had sex with?" Harry said.
"I think that is a really personal question, don't you think?" Ginny said shocked. And Harry just sat there surprised. "A lot." Ginny said plain and simple.
"What do you mean a lot?"
"I have sex with a lot of guys. I started in third year." Ginny said
"With who?" Harry said surprised.
"I don't want to say." Ginny said with her head down.
"Why, is something wrong?" Harry asked he sensed something was wrong.
"No, no. Yes." Ginny cried. "You've been our family friend forever right and I can tell you anything right?" Ginny said tears falling from her eyes.
"Yea Gin, course." Harry said putting his arm around her.
"You're going to hate me." She cried.
"I promise I won't and I promise this will stay between us." Harry reassured her.
"Ok, the person I lost my virginity to was Draco Malfoy." Ginny said putting her head in her hands then looking back up at Harry.
"What, are you mad?" Harry raised his voice.
"I loved him, I still love him, he makes me feel so good and he listens to me. He is the only guy that looks at me." Ginny said
"That's not true."
"It is he is the only guy that can look at me and see straight through me, like I am glass. Like I mean something." She put her head down again. "So after we slept together a couple of times we decide to call it quits cause it would make everything and everyone turn upside down. He is not what people think he is. After this I slept with a few guys trying to get Draco out of my mind, and I thought that if I do it with you cause I liked you once upon a time that all the feelings would go but I am still in love with him." Ginny said and put her head up.
"Mmm… Ok." Harry said sarcastically.
"Harry please you can't say anything, please." Ginny pleaded.
"Ginny, I don't know Ron is my best mate."
"He's not going to tell." A person said walking out of the darken corner to reveal himself.
"Shit." Harry said and covered his manhood, as Draco walked towards the both of them.
"What the fuck are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry said in a bitter voice.
"I came to watch the show." Draco said in a sly voice.
"What how did you know" Ginny said.
"Yea good old Dean told me." Draco said. "Did you fuck him too and tell him about us?" Draco snapped. "Do you tell everyone you fuck our business?"
"No, only Dean and Harry." Ginny said crying.
"See this is why I don't like your pure blood family cause your all blabber mouths that can't keep you FUCKING mouth shut. You were a mistake." Draco yelled. "You fucking slut." Draco spat.
"Hey, don't speak to her like that otherwise its see you next Tuesday." Harry spoke up.
"Is that a threat?" Draco asked.
"Yes"
"Well I advise you next time to keep your dick in your pants." Draco said.
After all this had happened, Draco left the room with Blaise and Snape following him.
"Good show..." Blaise said.
"Great show... if only it weren't them…" Draco sighed and Snape just walked off keeping the front of his robe closed, but not tight.
The next morning at breakfast in the Great Hall, Ron was telling the boys when, where and who. All the while, Hermione was glaring at Harry, and Ginny smiling sadly, yet sexily.
"Neville, tonight 7 p.mer, Room of Requirement, Susan Bones, Dean, tonight midnight, Astronomy Tower, Professor Sinistra." Ron said looking disgusted and making the boys feel the same. "Seamus, how does 3 pm fit you? Good? Bad? Too sad, you're out at the Quidditch Field, and you have Katie Bell! Ding, ding!" He said like an announcer. "And Harry, you have a 5:30 appointment at the second floor toilets, Myrtles toilets, but you'll be with Colin Creevey!"
"I ain't screwing no guys, dude, 'specially not him…" Harry says suddenly. "Not unless I can choose…" He said jokingly, at least that's what everyone thought…
"Don't kill her, or me, but, she's not, wasn't, isn't…" Harry tells Ron as they walked down to Hogsmeade.
"Damn it, she's my baby sister… but I suppose it had to have happened sooner or later, I mean, she is pretty good looking…"
"Sooner…" Harry breathes, while Ron sighs and glances at him.
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