Author's note: All characters have been aged up to 16, per Britain's age of consent. Due to the recent controversy involving J.K. Rowling, both Grey and I are disassociating the author from their work. We will not be drawing parallels between their worlds and the author's opinions.
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Harry Potter's Angels
Chapter 3
Co-Writer GreyKing46
We do not own these Harry Potter characters. All rights and credit go to J. K. Rowling
Harry was sitting on his own in detention, the other night was weighing heavily on his head...after all, how was he to know about an ancient wizard law?
And now he's trapped these girls in... What? Some weird harem law?
'Urgh! Why does this bullshit happen to me?' He thought to himself. As he leaned back, looking at the ceiling. 'Maybe I should talk to Sirius about this. He might seem to know a bit more about this. Maybe Remus might know too' He thought.
...
'Or they'll just laugh at me. One of the two.'
"Potter, is something the matter?" Professor McGonagall asked as she saw him looking up at the ceiling.
"Huh? Oh, nothing!" he said nervously.
"Really? So it's nothing to do with Mr Malfoy attacking you and that medieval remark about 'claiming young ladies'?" Professor McGonagall asked with a raised eyebrow.
Professor McGonagall, an elderly woman but shrewd. Her grey hair tied back in a bun as she wore small frame glasses and wore her robes proudly.
...
"Yeah, okay, I'm still annoyed with that act. Yeah. I had to hold back from punching him before class started." he flinched
Professor McGonagall sighed and rubbed her eyes under her glasses. "As understandable as that is. You've found yourself in a difficult situation. Yet again."
"Does this mean I get a free chocolate frog if something else happens?" Harry quipped.
"No. But I hope you understand the gravity of the situation." She responded sternly.
"I... Think so." Harry muttered
Professor McGonagall lessened her stern gaze at him and seemed to relax. "Good. Now, please read this." She passed him a book. "This should hopefully give you some idea on what you're getting yourself into."
Levitated towards him, Harry saw an old medieval book with an old exceptionally long title on it:
Laws of the Wizarding World in Regard to Harems, Relationships, Procreation and the Maintenance and Welfare of Future Offspring and Family Trees Vol. 1
"Wow...Um. Quite...Quite on the nose, Professor." Harry admitted.
"Good. Now, off to your next class. And remember, you have detention with Professor Snape after dinner."
"Urgh!" Harry groaned and fell onto the book. "Snape. Just what I need today. He's going to almost kill me with whatever punishments he's got in store."
*in Slytherin*
"Snape's stupid detention, I forgot!" Pansy groaned
"Sorry, Pansy. I didn't mean to-" Tracey apologised.
"It's not you. It's just...URGH! I'm gonna kick Malfoy's ass when I see him again!" Pansy growled
"Careful, or you might get a whole year's worth of detentions instead of just a week." Daphne commented, flipping through a book
"Bright side, the only other person in detention with you is Potter so you at least get good eye candy." Tracey shrugged
"...Guess it could be worse." Pansy groaned as she sighed heavily. "But I'm not getting close to him."
"Why?" Tracey wondered as Daphne just kept reading
"Because of you two." She responded, making Daphne freeze and Tracey's jaw drop. "I know what you two talk about."
"What do you mean?" Tracey coughed
"I-I don't know what you could mean." Daphne blushed.
"Don't play dumb. You two are crushing hard on Potter." Pansy answered. "But I'm not a bitch. I'm not going to spill anything."
"We aren't-"
"I've heard your MULTIPLE plans to try and seduce him." she shot back
Both Tracey and Daphne froze as they heard that. Their dirty laundry was exposed to just the three of them. "O-Okay. We like him." Tracey admitted
"Exactly. And you're my friends. I'm not that kinda bitch."
"I...We appreciate it, Pansy." Daphne answered. "But...what's your plan? You're not going to do anything too rash are you?"
"Deal with my first detention and enjoy the eye candy that is Harry Potter." she snickered.
"You sneaky little bitch." Tracey commented.
"What? I'm just laying the groundwork for you two." Pansy smirked with a wink.
The two of them blushed as they saw that and honestly had their minds going a million miles an hour from all that. They hoped everything would be okay.
*with Harry, lunchtime*
Harry was reading his new book closely, reading each page twice before moving to the next one.
'Urgh, this book is tedious!' He thought to himself. 'It's about as thick as my arm and just as tall.'
Flip.
He went over the next page and was trying to commit the knowledge to memory. This time, he would NOT be considered 'uninformed'.
"Whatcha got there, Harry?" Fred and George spoke in unison as they saw him nose deep in the book.
"Gah!" he yelled, jumping a bit
"Whoa, jumpy today; aren't you?" Fred asked.
"It's only been two days since we came back." George added.
"Guys. Sorry. It's just...These past few days have been stressful." Harry sighed heavily, running his hand through his hair.
"Sorry to hear that mate." Fred, or was it George; said
"Well, considering you said to half the school you've got a harem; kind of a big deal." George, or was it Fred; added.
"Exactly. Now I'm brushing up on this stuff, so I don't cock up again." Harry answered making the two laugh. "Okay, what's so funny now? What've I said?"
"Just laughing about the situation." They said as one.
"Oh. Yeah, that's amusing to some." Harry admitted as he sat there. "...Have you seen Ron?"
"Yeah, he's been sulking for a bit." Fred, or George, commented
Harry rubbed the back of his head. His friend was sulking away all because of one comment that he made losing a stupid game of chess? Damn.
"What am I going to do with him?" He asked.
"Probably talk? You two managed to hash things out last year." George, or Fred, answered.
Harry shrugged before he spotted someone important...
"I'll speak to you guys later." he commented and rushed off.
"... who put a dragon in his pants?" the two asked
"Hermione!" Harry called, waving, as he hurried towards his friend as she began to approach the exit of the Great Hall.
"Oh, Harry." She stopped and turned around, seeing him. "What's wrong?" She asked
"I. I wanted to talk to you. And I wanted to apologise." Harry answered.
"Apologise?"
"I didn't mean to drag you into this 'harem contract' that I made." Harry explained. "I've been given this book and...I just wanted to do right by you."
"O-Oh... It's..." she muttered, rubbing her arm lightly.
Harry sighed in relief, happy to get that off his chest. Now, he had to find the others and apologise to them, should they want to talk to him... and suddenly he was being dragged away by his bushy-haired best friend.
"Whoa! Hermione!" Harry gasped as she led him away to a quiet corner in the school.
AKA a broom closet on the third floor.
Click.
"Huh. Like my old bedroom." Harry joked, being caught in this cramped room and hugged close to Hermione. "Huh?"
"Harry." She whispered, nuzzling close into his chest as she didn't want to let him go. She took a deep breath of his scent, enjoying the feeling.
'Oh my god.' Harry's mind-penny dropped as he realised what was going on. "Hermione." He whispered back, his hands dropping the book...and hugged her and her lips where suddenly against his, Hermione pushing herself on her tippy toes to do so.
Harry blinked in shock, before he kissed back and closed his eyes as he embraced her.
He actually took control without meaning to, turning it from her kissing him to him kissing her.
'H-Harry!' She thought as she was kissed back, almost melting into his arms and happily accepted it. 'Harem or not...I love you.' She broke the kiss panted and blushing.
Harry looked down at Hermione...his glasses fogged up because of the heat as he was panting with her. "W-Wow." He awkwardly smiled.
"Yes." she blushed "... I've liked you since last year, Harry."
"Since...Oh." Harry gulped as he put his glasses on the top of his head to let them cool. "I. I didn't know."
"You had too much going on. And-" Hermione answered, giving him a 'way out' only he acted quick, covering her mouth with his hand.
"I know if you start talking now you won't stop." he said simply, chuckling as she glared at him lightly.
She hmphed back, feeling a little insulted...but sighed as she knew he was right.
"I want to ask you...do you really want this?" He asked.
"Mmmhmm?" she asked into his hand
Harry removed his hand and gently cupped her cheek. "Then." He gave a small gulp. "Then I accept you as the first in my harem."
"Huh?" she blinked and blushed
"It's what it says in the book McGonagall gave me." Harry explained, trying to reach down and show it. "It's got the...very detailed blurb on what to say and do in this sort of thing." He looked at her, gulping "Such as... this." he blushed and kissed her again, a hand going to her breast.
Hermione gasped as she suddenly felt this, she felt Harry's hand groping her bosom through her clothes. 'O-Oh my gosh! His hand! His lips!' She couldn't believe this was happening! She had to stop herself from slapping him, she trusted Harry.
Harry slowly pulled back as he looked into her eyes, his hand slowly lowering down to her side as he didn't want to go too far right now.
He knew he would eventually but... for now...
"To fully 'seal the deal' we need to... yeah." Harry blushed and smiled nervously.
"Oh...Oh!" She blushed as she heard that, realising that it was the sure-fire way to make the contract complete. "But...But not now?"
"No, not now. And certainly not here." He reassured. "I mean maybe another time if you wanted. For a quick, you know. I've heard lots of stories from older students about what goes on in these things."
"Yes...I wouldn't want my first time to be in the same place where other people have done the deed in." Hermione agreed with a mad blush.
...
Thwack
"Twat." she muttered with a blush, but she didn't say no.
"Yeah, I deserved that." Harry admitted as he reached for the door handle.
He opened the door...
And Snape was there with a frown.
"P-Professor. I-" Hermione gulped as she saw his sallow skin and dark sneer.
"Get. Out." Snape ordered the pair of them, almost grabbing their robes to yank them out. "More detentions for you, Potter."
Harry took a deep sharp intake of breath as he heard that...and swore he could see Snape almost smile because of the joy he took from the whole thing. "Let's go, Hermione." he muttered.
The two walked away from the third floor, leaving Snape on his own...and was revelling in his own win against Harry.
"Fuck him." Harry muttered as they passed some students... And both Muggle raised wizards froze "Was that?" Harry asked
"Yeah it was." she nodded
"You have a phone?!" Harry and Hermione yelled as they span around to look at Su Li.
"Huh?" she blinked
"Sue, you have a phone in Hogwarts?" They both asked.
"Um. Yes." Sue nodded nervously.
"But... I thought technology didn't work at Hogwarts!" Hermione commented
"I guess it's not true. I can call my dad on my phone. But it's just for emergencies." Sue explained making Harry and Hermione blink at her in shock.
...
"Is there something you want?" Sue asked politely as she saw the two stared at her.
"Yes!" Both admitted
"O-Okay! What is it?" Sue nervously gulped and asked, thinking she was getting ganged up by these two not that she minded getting ganged up on my Harry.
"Sorry." Harry flinched as they relaxed and backed up. "It's just...Everything that's been going on. It's a huge mess." He explained. "And having a way to contact my friends outside the school would be helpful."
"Oh. Well, I can help you with that. Do you know their numbers?" Sue responded. "They can't be for very long...my minutes."
"Oh, no, no! I couldn't use your phone for that!" Harry waved "I just want to get my own phone so I could do so."
"Oh, okay. That's much easier." Sue answered. "Well, I can ask my father to get you a simple one."
...
"Hey Sue, can I see your phone?" Hermione asked
"Um, sure. Of course, you can." Sue passed it over to Hermione.
Hermione nodded as she began to look the phone over, opening the back cover. And when she saw the insides...
SLAP!
Hermione facepalmed.
"Mione?" Harry asked.
"Sue... Is your father Muggle-born or a half-blood?" she asked.
"Half-blood, but my mum is from a Muggle family?" she responded, "Why?"
"Because... This! Is! GENIUS!" Hermione called and held the phone up at the two. The two could see a small glowing golden symbol on the phone's battery.
"Err... Mione? Not all of us take Ancient Runes." Harry commented.
"But this isn't an ancient rune!" she responded in excitement "Her dad CREATED this one! I don't understand HOW it works, but its basic function is clear! This rune turns the latent magical energy in the air... Into electricity for the battery! Sure, in low magical areas such as the Muggle towns and cities, you'd need to use the plug to charge it, but the phone basically charges itself when in places like Hogwarts or Diagon! It'd a hybrid phone! This is brilliant! "
Sue was flabbergasted as she heard all that. She didn't realise that this was powering the phone...She just thought it was a long-life battery or something. It honestly made her appreciation for her father deepen, though with some insecurity about herself since she couldn't come up with this sort of thing yet.
"Is your father selling to the magical community?" Hermione asked
"Well... He's trying to. Hence why he is in Japan now." she responded
"Tell him I'd like to buy..." Harry said, quickly counting on his hand "Twelve of those 'magic/Muggle hybrid' phones please. Name his price."
"T-twelve?" Sue stammered as she heard that. "That-that's a tall order, Harry."
"Can it be done though?" He asked seriously.
"I-I think so." she nodded "I'll... I'll have to speak to him about it."
And Sue became a blushing, stuttering mess in moments.
"Um...Sue? Are you okay?" Harry asked nervously as he slowly pulled back from the hug as she looked like she was going to faint.
"Fine!" she squeaked like a little mouse "SeeyoulaterHarry, goingtocallmydad! Seeyoulater, bye!" she said a million miles an hour and rushed off
The two stood there, gave a little wave...before.
THWACK!
"OW! Is this going to be a thing with us, Hermione?" Harry asked, feeling afraid of her at this point and felt flashbacks of his uncle hurting him making her look away in shame as she connected the dots as well.
"I'm sorry." She apologised. "I just...I got jealous."
Harry frowned, rubbing his arm...before he hugged her. "Hermione. I want you to trust me. I'd never intentionally hurt you."
"Oka-"
"And you also need to understand." he flinched "I... I have a harem Hermione. Or at the least need one. I will need to be 'like that' with girls. And if you let jealousy get between us... We won't last. Because it's unfair if I only pay attention with one girl. I hate this but... It is the hole I dug myself into."
Hermione listened to Harry...and saw his maturity coming through. She couldn't believe how much he was willing to grow to make other people happy. "I'm sorry."
"Thank you." Harry sighed happily. "Can I ask this of you?"
"What is it?" She responded.
"When I do get a harem...and it's all settled. Can you get to know everyone I choose? So, I'm not just thinking with my dick." Harry asked "I'm trusting you to be... I guess my number two? Make sure everyone's happy and everyone's okay?"
Hermione took that on board and nodded. "Okay. I'll make sure you pick only 'good girls'. And those that'll be good for you."
"Thank you...And don't go over the top like...constantly glaring at girls thinking 'they're good' or 'nope, not gonna happen'. Otherwise, people will think you're a lesbian or something." Harry teased making Hermione blush brightly.
"Please. Like you aren't looking forward to seeing a bunch of girls kissing in your harem, anyway!" she shot back "N-Not like I'm interested in girls, to be clear! You hear me, mister?!"
Harry couldn't help but smirk at that. "Perfectly...We better head back."
"Classes are starting soon." she nodded.
"Yeah...Which lesson is it now?" Harry asked
"Unfortunately...it's Potions." Hermione flinched.
...
"...Kill me now." Harry groaned.
*time skip*
Potions.
Harry HATED potions.
And what made it worse is that they shared it with the Slytherin's
Today everyone had to pay up, but it was almost random because of a certain few shake-ups in recent days. So, somehow, Harry ended up working with Tracey Davis
"Potter." Tracey coughed gently as she sat next to him.
"Davis." Harry politely responded as he pulled up a chair.
"Get out your textbooks," Snape ordered.
Everyone in the class did so, Tracey grinning and blushing
"Turn to page two hundred and four." Snape ordered the class.
"Well, some things don't change." Harry whispered to her making her chuckle a little.
"Yeah." she said, doing her best to sound seductive.
"Now, don't mess up." Snape warned them. "Or it's minus twenty points...and possible death."
"Cheerful as ever." Harry commented, making Tracey chuckle to herself.
"Looks like it's this potion here." She pointed on Harry's book.
"Yeah, it...it is." Harry gulped nervously as she got a little too close. 'Oh my gosh, she smells nice.' He thought as she returned to her seat.
"Okay, we need some Aconite root and spring water." Tracey continued
"Okay. Want me to get the ingredients?"
"If that's alright." She nodded and let him get up.
"Sure." he nodded, double-checking the full ingredient list, before he went over.
'I don't believe it. What is this luck?' Tracey thought to herself as she looked at the pots and such.
She was giggling to herself like a schoolgirl, this was her chance to get close! And she was a schoolgirl. She looked over to Daphne who was working with a different Gryffindor...and saw her give a small and subtle thumbs up.
Tracey returned the thumbs up as Harry returned.
"Sorry for the wait." Harry apologised as he put the ingredients down on the table.
"It's fine, I get it." She answered as they put all the vials and ingredients next to their respective stations and ready to mix and cut the ingredients up.
She bit her lip as she tried to lean forwards and look appealing... But the bulky school robes where SO unsexy.
"Sorry, am I taking up space?" Harry asked genuinely as he was trying to work.
"No, no. You're not." She answered, feeling a little embarrassed that she couldn't be sexy enough for him. 'Damn it. Gotta... Okay, how?'
'Oh boy, she's really close.' Harry thought with a small gulp. "Um, Tracey."
"Yes?" She asked as they began to work.
"Well...I noticed that you're Daphne's friend." Harry commented.
"Oh? Calling her by her first name?" she asked innocently.
"Well, I don't want to tick you or her off." Harry admitted. "And...well. You both seem much more pleasant than Malfoy."
"No worries, she doesn't hate you." Tracey shrugged
"That's good to know." He sighed in relief. "Pass me the knife?"
"Oh, sure." She answered, passing him a razor-thin knife to cut the roots.
"Thank you." Harry answered, looking at her for a little moment longer and turned to the roots. 'Dang it, why is she so cute?' She fluttered her eyes and puckered her lips in a way that made her seem... Adorable! "So...You're a half-blood to, right?" he asked casually.
"That's right. Both of my parents are half-bloods so, it makes sense I am. My father works at the Apothecary and my mother works at Slug & Jiggers, I sometimes get discounts whenever I go in." Tracey answered
"They're...They're potions making stores; right?" He asked. "I sometimes go in for potions homework."
"Tell them you know me and you might get a discount." she winked.
"I. Aha...Yeah. I-I might do that." He gulped, blushing a little. "Oh dang it, why is this so difficult?"
POOF!
A small cloud of smoke shot up from a pot from the other side of the room, covering two students in soot. "...Ten points from Gryffindor and Slytherin." Snape commented as he was 'disappointed' in the results.
"Here, let me." Tracey urged as she wrapped a hand around Harry's, her perfectly manicured green nails clear against her slightly tanned skin. Her soft skin against his, she began to lead his hand as she helped him stir the potion at a more consistent pace "See? One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three."
"Thanks. Potions was never my forte." Harry thanked her, gulping gently as he felt her warm hand guide her.
"That's why we're partners." She smiled, keeping her hand there while subtly winking at him and 'accidentally' brushed her knee against his.
THUNK!
Harry could feel 'Cupid's Arrow' pierce his heart. Tracey was being a good person...and he honestly liked that about her right now. He did have to wonder what she looked like under those robes.
'Calm down, Harry. Calm down!' He told himself as he shook his head, trying not to let his mind wander.
"Are you okay, Harry?" Tracey asked
"Yeah. I'm. I'm fine. Just, thinking." He admitted, though 'deflected' the question. "How're we doing on the potion?"
"Oh yeah, real good. It's looking nice and thick." she nodded "And the perfect peach colour."
Thick
Peach
Harry gulped as those words went through his mind, his eyes darting to her again. 'Why'd you have to say that?' He thought as his hand shuddered gently...and his thoughts switched to when he was kissing Hermione. And the two words conflated together.
So many thoughts where flashing through his head right now...
THUD!
Face first into the desk. Harry groaned, feeling the cool wood against his forehead.
...
"Are you okay?" Tracey asked.
Harry just gave an awkward thumbs up in response, feeling like if he talked right now, he'd sound like a gibbering idiot.
"Potter, stop daydreaming. Ten points from-" Snape glared down at Harry's table, almost appearing like a phantom.
"Here is our finished potion, Potter did most of the work." Tracey quickly commented.
Snape was stopped, glaring at Tracey...before looking at the potion. "Hmph." And he examined the potion. "...Passable." And he soon swept his cloak and walked off.
"Nice compliment." Tracey winked at Harry "High praise."
Harry sighed heavily as leaned back upright. "Thank you, Tracey."
"You're welcome." She smiled and blew him a kiss.
Harry's jaw dropped as he saw the gesture and felt his heart skip a beat as he saw her walk away, leaving the class as it ended.
His mind wandered as he thought of the Slytherin girl.
'...Oh my god.' He thought, holding his head as he realised what had just happened as he imagined the school uniform under those robes, as well as what her body would be like. He imagined her being slender, having a buxom chest and thin limbs...oh he hoped that it was going to be like that. She was obviously attractive... and he hoped he could control himself.
"Harry? Are you ready?" Hermione asked, having walked over to him at his table.
"Huh? Yeah, fine!" he nodded.
He grabbed his stuff and headed out with Hermione, honestly caught between a fugue state with her and Tracey Davis.
*with Tracey*
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" She squealed happily as she walked to her next lesson.
"Tracey!" Daphne went over and smiled. "You did it!"
"I did it!" she parroted and hugged her best friend "Oh my god, it was scary. You know?"
"I can only guess." Daphne answered.
"But I totally winked at him! I blew him a kiss! Everything! I think he likes me!"
"You. Little. Minx! After that, of course, he'd like you!" Daphne answered. "...Just wish I could do something now."
"Please, you got him loving your brain!" she teased back "... I just wish I didn't have to wear these stupid robes when I did so."
"This weekend. We'll show him." Daphne thought up a plan. "If he doesn't have a detention, we'll take him out."
"During the Hogsmead visit?" she asked.
"Exactly. We'll take him out then." Daphne answered.
"Awesome!" she grinned.
*time skip, dinner*
"Hmm...No matter how often I have these...it's still delicious." Harry hummed happily as he ate while catching small glimpses of Ron who was tucking himself away from Harry and Hermione.
"Why is he still sulking?" Hermione muttered.
"I...I don't know. He won't talk to me about it." Harry admitted. "I tried talking to Fred and George but...no dice."
"Drat." she frowned.
Harry put down his knife and fork and looked towards the Chaser trio: Alicia, Angelina and Katie. "Wish me luck." He asked, getting out of his seat as he wanted to talk to the girls.
"Good luck." she muttered, holding back a slight frown.
As Harry walked towards them, he felt his gut almost sink...He hoped that it was going to be 'as smooth' if not smoother than his talk with Hermione. "Excuse me. Alicia, Angelina, Katie?" He asked politely.
"Yes Harry?"
"Can I talk to you in private, please? It's important." Harry asked.
The three looked at each other and nodded.
Some of the Gryffindor students leered at the girls and Harry, though Fred and George were clapping for him, just for a little joke. "Good man, Harry." Both spoke.
'Guys, come on.' Harry grumbled as they went outside the Great Hall and to a quiet room. "Okay..." he said to himself
"Harry, is everything okay?" Alicia asked
"Yeah, I just...It's about this whole Harem thing I caused." Harry began to explain as he tried to find the proper words.
"You mean the harem contract from earlier?" Angelina responded.
"Yes. I wanted to apologise; I didn't mean to put you all in this position; like you didn't have a say in this. McGonagall gave me this...huge ass book and I've been trying to do the right thing." Harry explained. "And so... I... Why am I more nervous now than when speaking to Hermione?"
"Probably because she's your best friend and we're your Quidditch Team. Two different levels of friends?" Katie offered.
"Or, maybe because you're talking to three ladies and not one?" Angelina rebutted.
"It maybe you're nervous about speaking to the sexy older ladies you've caught small naked glimpses of since your first year." Alicia teased with a wink.
...
"You noticed?" Harry flinched as he felt ashamed now.
"We noticed." The girls nodded in unison.
"And you didn't find me a 'disgusting pervert'?" Harry asked.
"No Harry. Growing boys and all." Angelina smiled "Plus, we've always found it cute."
"We liked it, do an extent." Alicia added cheekily
"Plus... It was sorta an honour, in a way." Katie blushed since she was just a year ahead of Harry
"R-Right." Harry coughed gently, scratching behind his ear and then looked back at the girls. "Well, what I'm trying to say is...If you want to join. You can. But if you don't, I won't pursue-"
"Of course." They nodded
"We'd be happy to join in and make you happy, our little cub." Alicia winked.
"You're-? You? I...Okay." Harry gulped as he heard that, flabbergasted as he heard that. "Okay. Just so you know...Hermione's already involved. She and I...semi-confirmed it."
"How'd you mean?" Angelina asked
"We kissed. But the contract stipulates sex as the binding seal." Harry answered.
"I see." the girls all grinned.
"Tell us Harry, are you a virgin?" Angelina asked as she reached up and removed her robes, revealing her body being hugged by her school uniform underneath.
"I. I-I-I am." He nodded, almost glitching as he saw Angelina's body.
"Yes."
"Oh. Poo. Then all three of us at once would be too much for you." Alicia added as she removed her own robes.
"All three? Are you serious?!" Harry double took in shock, realising that he may be losing a lot more than his speech with this.
"Yes, might be too much for you right now." Katie added with a blush.
"Y-yeah. Right. Obviously. But...Um. But thank you. For understanding." Harry answered, feeling relieved that the girls understood...and were enthusiastic to be in this harem.
"It's no problem." Alicia answered
"And thanks for telling us. You're a good guy." Angelina smiled.
"One other thing and it's a big one. Since Hermione is in my 'harem'...she also has a say in the ladies I bring in." Harry added.
"Ah, confirmation with your first girlfriend; got it." Katie answered, all three of the girls catching what Harry was getting at.
"If she likes us, we're in. If not, we're not." Alicia added
"Although, after his declaration, we don't really have a choice." Angelina shrugged before she pulled Harry into a deep kiss
Harry was in shock, feeling Angelina's soft lips kiss his own. Her beautiful brown skin contrasting against his pale flesh...it honestly was amazing. Especially with this older girl.
He closed his eyes, kissing her back, while her hand gently touched his crotch.
'Whoa! Okay!' He thought happily as he felt her hand gently caress his member. "A-Ah~! A-Angelina." He gulped nervously.
"Just a teaser for later." she winked before pulling back, Alicia kissing Harry right after
"Hmm?" Harry gasped, feeling her lips on his, still reeling from Angelina's kiss.
"Hmm~." Alicia smiled humming happily as she pinched Harry's backside.
Harry jumped a little at that. He wasn't expecting it...but honestly, with now four girls in his 'harem' now, he was going to expect a lot more intimacy. "You're enjoying this more than I am; aren't you?" He asked, not realising he was slowly starting to pitch a tent.
"Hmm~, I wouldn't say that." Katie smiled and pointed down
He looked at her with a confused look, before looking down...and covered his 'shame'.
"Don't be embarrassed. It's nice." Katie answered, kissing him lastly. She kissed him softly, humming into the kiss.
Harry hummed back, feeling Katie's tender lips on his own, the at girl's and honestly, he wanted it to continue...but he had to go to detention. He broke the kiss, sighing
"Everything okay?" Angelina asked
"Detention. I'll be back later...and please get along with Hermione." Harry asked
"Of course, we will." Alicia responded since they were all friends.
"Well... I guess I'll get a change of clothes." Harry added
"Really?" Katie asked
"Well, it's after class and school." Harry admitted. "I'll see you later." He gave them all a kiss on the cheek and left with a wave and a smile.
The three remained there for a moment...and as Harry left, they all gave a three-way fist-bump. "Yes!"
"Admittedly I'm disappointed we can't do our plan to seduce him in the showers after a Quidditch match this year, but... Fucking finally!" Angelina cheered
"Hey, we've got his blessing and we're friends with Hermione." Katie agreed.
"We can go to 'step two'; right?" Alicia asked
"Not right now, but yes." Angelina answered, "Just need to wait for him to have his first time though."
"And hopefully, hopefully, it won't be too long." Katie added
"Here's hoping." Alicia crossed her fingers.
"Hey, we better head back to the commons. Dinner's probably over." Angelina answered.
*time skip*
Harry was grumbling to himself as he neared the dungeons, hands in his pockets. He was at least glad he got to change out of his school uniform, the clothes Sirius bought him during the summer where great. It was nice having more cloths of his own which fit him. Harry was wearing a pair of new dark jeans, a short-sleeved shirt with a black design and new sneakers. "Well, here we go." He grumbled and entered the potion's room.
Sure enough, it was dark and depressing as always. And there as Snape, standing arrogant as ever.
But there was a sight that had his breath catch in his throat,
It was Pansy, her dark brown hair tied back into a short ponytail, her brown eyes looking back at Harry; she was wearing a green shirt that covered what appeared to be her C/D-Cup chest, a pair of black jogging trousers that dropped down her legs and a pair of silver sneakers.
"Potter. You finally arrived." Snape glared down at Harry, but Harry didn't answer, staring at Pansy for a few moments. Was she always this... Sexy?
"Professor, I didn't realise I would be with Potter in detention." Pansy remarked, not meanly, but she could've worded it a little better.
"Well, I didn't think you'd be here either, Parkinson." Harry responded as his brain started up again.
"Enough, you two will be in detention together. As such, I want this room spotless. All unused vials placed back in their proper locations, ingredients put away and the cauldrons cleaned." Snape ordered. "The cleaning supplies are in the cupboard. I shall be back in two hours." He added and left.
Harry looked at the cupboard, then back at Pansy...and then sighed. "At least he didn't dock points from me this time." Harry muttered, now that Snape was away from earshot.
"Oh?" Pansy asked as she walked to the cleaning supplies "Let's go."
"Okay." Harry nodded and closed the door. "So...what did you do to get this?"
"Oh, um, step up against Draco." She answered. "Yourself?"
"Well... You saw him try to set me on fire." he quipped
"Ah, yeah...He's...He's not very well adjusted." She admitted, pulling a non-flying broom out of the cupboard.
"You don't say." he scoffed.
"Well, he's always had things going his way. You know about his parents; right?" Pansy asked
"I know his dad is a member of the Ministry, but I've never met his mum...I know about her though." Harry answered.
"Oh?"
"My Godfather, his cousin is Draco's mother. He doesn't know a lot about her since they weren't close but...she was the second sanest of them." Harry admitted, taking out some 'cauldron polish'.
"Huh. That's incredible." Pansy commented and walked up a ladder, unintentionally showing off her ass while reaching for some top-shelf materials
Harry squeaked a little to himself. The altercations with Alicia, Angelina and Katie had made his mind flustered...and now with Pansy in casual wear? Yeah, it was hard for him to stay completely wholesome towards her. "Y-Yeah. Um."
"What's wrong?" She asked as she climbed back down.
"Nothing." he coughed and looked away
'Wow...Was he always that ripped?' Pansy thought as she looked at how Harry's shirt hugged his frame.
"I'll go clean the cauldrons, Pansy." He pointed to them. 'When did she get this cute?' He thought to himself.
Pansy was famous during the first few years for being... Not the prettiest girl in their year.
In fact, most people called her a 'pug nose', because of how her nose looked. But now? She had grown to be a beautiful girl. Sure, she wasn't 'the hottest girl ever', but she could easily be on the front of a fashion magazine.
'Damn, when did every girl become hot?' Harry thought as he began to clean and polish the cauldrons, rolling up his sleeves and scrubbed with the sponge.
Pansy hummed as she reached up, cleaning the shelves.
He was highly tempted to pin Pansy against the wall and 'clean her cauldron' with his tongue or fingers.
Pansy, however, was smirking as she was with Harry, but now...she had a plan to keep to. "Harry, can I ask you something?"
"Um, sure. Okay." He gulped nervously "What is it?"
"Well, since you seem to be popular with the girls this year for some reason." she remarked jokingly "I'm curious what you think of Slytherin girls"
"Well. I think that...there are some bad girls. And some good girls. Y-You know and." Harry gulped, trying to get the right words.
Not what I mean, and you know it!" she shot back jokingly "Let's simplify it. What do you think of... Greengrass?"
"Daphne?" Harry asked, his mind flashing to her. "I. I think she's...very pretty. She's nice."
"Oh?" she smiled, hoping he would keep going.
"She's...she's one of the nicest Slytherins I've met. No offence." Harry admitted. "God, what am I saying?"
"Come on, what else?" Pansy smirked as she leaned against one of the desks, unknowingly showing off her chest.
"I. Why do you want to know?" Harry asked in confusion and noticed her bosom.
"So, we can pass the time quicker." She smiled
"I...I like her body." He admitted, staring at her breasts.
"Her body?" Pansy grinned, not paying the most attention to his looking... although she WAS flattered.
"I mean, she's one of the most beautiful girls in our year. And, she's smart, she's honest. She'd be a great girlfriend..." Harry sighed as he admitted his feelings.
"What about Tracey Davis?" Pansy asked as she leaned forwards, making her ass go higher.
"Tracey?" Harry asked, seeing her ass and gulped. "She...She's Daphne's friend; right?"
"That's right. What do you think of her?" Pansy asked
"I...I think she's quite nice. She's...I-I think she's quite beautiful." Harry admitted. "I've not really seen her outside her robes but she is really pretty."
"You ever imagine her lips doing anything naughty, Potter?" Pansy laughed
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
"Well now I am." Harry admitted, thinking about Tracey kissing all over his body down to his penis.
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Pansy began to laugh, holding her stomach as she threw her head back and genuinely laughed her ass off.
Harry had never realised how nice of a laugh she had, use to seeing her sneer or snicker. "You've got a nice laugh, Pansy." Harry admitted as he heard her.
"Wha-" she blinked as she stopped laughing in shock.
"You...you've got a nice laugh. You seem a lot more...relaxed; I guess?" Harry commented.
Pansy blinked and blushed a little, brushing her hair back behind her ear. "Thank you."
She looked away, crossing her arms under her breasts as she did so... But then she noticed the bulge in Harry's pants. 'Oh my gosh.' She thought as she saw it. "We...We should keep going." she coughed softly.
"Yeah, you're right." He nodded and put the cauldron in the cupboard.
SLAM!
"Potter!" Malfoy's voice snapped, almost breaking the door off its hinges only to freeze at the sight of Harry and Pansy there in the room.
"Jesus Christ, Malfoy. Don't." Harry told him.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY GIRL, POTTER?!"
"'Your girl'? Malfoy, I'm not-!" Pansy frowned, before Malfoy almost ripped out his wand and pointed it at Harry.
"That's it, Potter! I'm gonna-"
Malfoy didn't even get to finish his rant, getting hit by a spell from Harry and being knocked out.
"Hehe. Snape hates that I overheard him do the stupefy spell." Harry grinned.
"Wow, I didn't know you knew that spell." Pansy remarked.
"I pay attention at times." He responded.
"What do we do with Malfoy?" She asked.
"...Prop him up on a chair?" Harry answered.
"Okay." she nodded
The two walked over and began to pull up Malfoy. "Okay, here we go. Hup!" Harry grunted.
"I-I've got his other arm!" Pansy added, pulling him up. "Damn it, why is he so heavy?!"
"He should be lighter than this." Harry admitted, slumping Draco down on a chair with a-
THUD!
"Oof...That's gotta hurt." She remarked.
"Yeah." He nodded
"What is going on here?"
"No..." Harry closed his eyes and cringed. "Bad. To worse. To unbelievable."
"Potter. Not content with disobeying in lessons. You also assault one of my students. And the same student repeatedly." Snape 'floated' in the air and looked down at Harry. "Two hundred points off Gryffindor. You're just like your father. A disobedient, loathsome-"
SNAP!
"Okay, that is IT, Snivellus!" Harry turned and snapped at Snape, pointing his finger at him, almost right up his nose.
"Wa-" the man blinked, trying to speak, only for Harry to keep talking.
"This has NOTHING to do with my dad!" he snapped. "You just go, on. And on. And ON about my dad! You are vindictive, you're cruel and if you hate your job here; why don't you just quit? You are putting all your shit from school, onto me! Sirius told me that you and my mum were friends! And honestly, with how you've acted towards me; I cannot see why you two were friends!" Harry threw his hands into the air as he ranted "I mean I don't want any special treatment, but you'd fucking think that if my mother was your best friend then you would AT LEAST treat me like a fucking human being instead of how you do!"
Snape was frozen in shock, hearing all that Harry was throwing at him...and how cruel he had been. He had no answer.
Harry continued to glare and panted at Snape. "Oh, and before you dock me any more points...Draco came in here on his own and repeated the same sexist bullshit he did earlier." Harry was shaking a bit, clearly responding "He was out of bed after hours, from his reaction it seems he didn't know Pansy was even supposed to be here, so he clearly came to attack me, AND he has done this after everything ELSE he has done! Now you can do whatever you want to him right now! It has been the two hours, detention is over! Pansy and I are finished, the room is basically spotless! It just needs to be swept, if you want us to do that then we can do it tomorrow! Bye! I am going to bed!" and with that Harry stormed out of the classroom.
Pansy looked on at both Harry and Professor Snape...and couldn't believe what she just heard and saw. "G-Goodnight, Professor." She whispered and left.
Snape was alone with Draco now, in shock.
Down in the hall, Pansy couldn't believe what she had heard...and she was going to tell Daphne and Tracey.
Because... she had the PERFECT IDEA!
She grinned and almost rushed off, racing towards the 4th year Slytherin Girl's dorm! 'I can't wait to tell the others!' She thought.
SLAM!
"GIRLS!" She yelled
"Gah! Pansy! What's going on?" Tracey asked as they jumped out of their beds.
"I've got something very important to tell you!" Pansy exclaimed
"I guess since you woke us, it must be vital." Daphne rubbed her eyes.
"It's about Harry!" She explained.
...
Thunk.
"Continue." Daphne asked as she dragged a chair over with magic to let her sit down and tell them.
"Okay! So... First off... He is packing a LARGE broomstick down there!" she started "He has proper fitting clothes now, and he got a bit stiff while we were in detention. You girls are gonna have fun with it, I know!"
Daphne playfully fanned herself as she heard that, acting like a Southern Belle who just heard something scandalous. "Oh my~!"
"And? What else? Aside from the juiciness of this?" Tracey asked.
"Okay, he finds Daphne drop-dead sexy, and he totally wants to snog your brains out Trace." Pansy continued
From that, both girls' eyes widened, and their hearts skipped a beat. They couldn't believe what their friend said...she wouldn't lie. After all, she was being their wing-girl. "A-Are you serious?" Daphne asked
"A hundred percent." Pansy answered. "... But now I need to ask you a question."
"Sure; what is it, Pansy?" Daphne asked
"Please may I seduce Harry so he can fuck my brains out?" she asked completely seriously
...
...
"WHAT?!" the two yelled
"Wait, hear me out!"
"You've got one explanation!" Tracey glared.
"Okay! So! Draco walked into the detention and tried to curse Harry, but saw I was there with him, and got SUPER pissed!" Pansy explained quickly "So... I got an idea! If I seduce Harry and ride him like a bronco, IMAGINE how jealous that asshole will be?! It'll be a casual thing, I promise! No romance between Potter and I, at all! And when we are finished with our small fling, I can point him at you! Draco gets shown how pathetic he is, I get my world rocked by a stud, and you get your stud! Everyone wins! Right?"
Both Tracey and Daphne looked at each other. Though this plan sounded good...they wanted to be the ones to have Harry's first time...or at the very least, be their first.
But getting back at Draco like that?
...
"I... I am not sure." Tracey admitted
"We'll have to think about it, Pansy." Daphne added. "If that's alright with you."
"Oh. Yeah, yeah no; that's fine." She responded as she sighed and sat back "Sorry. I just saw this as a perfect opportunity where we all get what we want in the end. Didn't think about how it'd make you feel. Sorry."
"Pansy, we get it. You had an idea, and you ran it by us. Though we appreciate it...it's a little too much right now." Daphne answered.
"Let's sleep on it." Tracey offered.
"Yeah. Yeah, that's...that's a good idea." Pansy nodded and agreed. "...I need to get changed."
*Elsewhere*
Harry arrived at the Gryffindor dorm, still pissed off, and saw the place was empty...
Besides Hermione.
"Welcome back." She waved gently, seeing him while sat on the common room sofa.
"Hi, Hermione. You're still up?" He asked as she was wrapped up in a large blanket.
"Yeah, I was waiting for you." She nodded.
"You didn't have to do that." He sat down next to her.
"I did." she blushed and hugged the blanket tighter, making Harry curious.
"Err...Hermione? Are you wearing anything under that?" Harry asked nervously.
"... Would you hate me if I said no?" she blushed.
Harry's eyes widened underneath his glasses and his jaw dropped as he heard that. "...No." He squeaked.
"... Okay." she nodded, shyly standing up and leading him towards the stairs
Harry was almost stunned, but he followed her. Lead by her charm...and the boner he had under his trousers.
They neared the female staircase... And Harry was for a moment nervous. There was a spell that stopped men from going into the girl's rooms.
"Don't worry." she smiled and cast a small spell, revealing a third staircase that Harry had never seen before
"What is this?" Harry asked in shock, only to be dragged by Hermione, who remained silent as she led him upstairs. He stumbled a bit, the entrance to the stairway fading behind them.
The two of them rushed up the stairs until they reached a large wooden door with golden decorations.
"Wow, that's nice." Harry commented as Hermione opened the door.
"It's what's inside that counts." She blushed gently as she opened the door widely... Revealing a large bedroom.
"Oh...wow." Harry whispered as he looked at it. "It's bigger than the ones in our dorm rooms."
"I know. That's what I said." She answered, her lips quivering. "No one really knows what this room is. Some think it might have been a dorm for the odd married couple, back when marriage contracts were popular, and some families liked their kids to be married at a young age. It's just a theory some people have, however that is just a theory. Another is that it was Godric Gryffindor's bed-chamber. But whatever it is, this place is a secret. It isn't that well known as only a few students know about it, let alone the spell to make it reveal itself. Only a few Gryffindor's have worked it out, and they only ever told the spell to a few of their friends, as they used this place as somewhere to... Have sex... Without using a broom closet or an abandoned classroom. It isn't even in The Map. "
"Wow...Okay." He nodded as he heard what Hermione said. "Guess this is just...for us."
Hermione blushed and nodded, finally letting the blanket drop.
Thump.
"Her-?" Harry asked before his eyes widened in shock and awe, seeing a beautifully naked Hermione Granger before him. Her soft skin, her C-Cup breasts bare before him and had perky pink nipples. Within seconds, Hermione got on her tiptoes and kissed Harry on the lips.
She gripped his shirt tightly, her eyes closed, as she pushed her lips against his.
Harry was stunned...but honestly? He didn't care. He wrapped his arms around Hermione as he felt her soft body within his embrace...even having one of his hands on her peach-shaped ass. One hand there, squeezing softly, the other on her hip to hold her close. He returned the kiss, adding tongue.
'H-Harry!' She gasped, feeling his penis through his trousers.
"Hermione. I...I want you." Harry tenderly whispered as he looked at her eyes.
"I want you to." she nodded.
Harry removed his hands from Hermione and began to take his shirt off...luckily it wasn't a button-up. "C-Can you-?"
"Your pants? Okay." She nodded nervously.
She got on her knees and undid his pants, biting her lip eagerly
'I-I wonder?' She thought as she pulled his pants down and gasped at how big Harry was right now. It was almost intimidating. "O-Oh~" she gasped.
"Sorry. Is it too big?" Harry apologised since he hadn't any comparison to size himself up
"I-I think so." she nodded slightly eagerly.
"Will you be okay?" He asked.
"Hmm." She nodded once again, her lips slowly getting close to it and kissed it gently. "I'll do my best." she smiled shyly.
And with a hesitant motion, Hermione began to lick and taste Harry's member with her tongue. Feeling how warm and hard it was in her hand...and she honestly felt clumsy with how she was doing it.
Harry looked down in wonder. Yeah, Hermione was a total clumsy inexperienced newbie... But so was Harry. He couldn't hold back his moans of how nice this was...and how stimulating it was for him. He could almost explode from this new sensation.
He did his heat to hold it back, however. 'C-Calm down, Harry. Do it for Hermione!' He thought to himself, trying his best to keep his dick from climaxing. Even if Hermione was giving a 'virgin blowjob'. He was sure that they'd get a lot of experience together.
"Hmm, hmm, hmm." Hermione continued to suck on his dick. Excited but scared about what she was doing.
"Her... Mione! I'm close!" he groaned
Hermione's eyes widened as she kept her mouth closed on Harry's dick as she didn't want to make a mess on herself or the floor. "Glck!"
Within seconds, Harry squirted into Hermione's mouth and filled it with his sperm.
Hermione was shocked to feel her mouth filled with spurt after spurt of cum, the warmth making her worried about burning her mouth for a moment.
"H-hmm!" She gasped, pulling back and left a small cum and spittle trail from Harry's dick, his seed still in her mouth. 'It-it's warm.' She thought, nervous about swallowing it. She gasped softly as her mouth was cleared.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked
"It. It tasted...new." She admitted.
"New?"
"It. It didn't taste bad, but...Different. If that makes sense." Hermione explained.
"I think so." Harry responded and nodded.
Hermione got up to her feet and walked to the bed. "Harry, can...Can you do the same for me?" And exposed herself, lying on the bed with a smooth vagina.
"Okay." he nodded and got on his knees
'It's pink...And soft.' He thought as he looked at Hermione's pussy, gently rubbing over her lips with his finger, brushing his digit over a small little nub. "Is that good?"
Hermione mumbled and moaned. "Y-Yes. A-A little harder." She asked, covering her breasts out of embarrassment as she lay on the bed.
Harry nodded and added a little more pressure, teasing Hermione just that little bit more...as his finger soon entered her flower and he felt the warmth of her slit. "Wow."
"H-Harry!" She gasped feeling his finger enter her. "Oh gosh!"
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"It-it feels nice!" Hermione answered, blushing as she grabbed the quilt. "Oh~ yes~!"
'Wow. This is amazing.' Harry thought before he pulled out his finger and leaned in close towards her pink slit. He was curious and started licking.
Hermione let out a wordless gasp as she felt Harry begin to lick her most private place, feeling his tongue gently caress her flower. The shock and stimulation were new, exciting and terrifying. She didn't think she would know this until later in life but...she was feeling so happy right now at this moment. She reached down and gently held his head, her hips slowly bucking.
'So. Soft. So nice.' Harry thought as he held her hips, eating her out and thoroughly enjoying it. He groaned happily, licking away faster and hungrier.
"H-Harry! I-I ah~!" Hermione moaned as she climaxed, gripping the quilt and panted heavily. Harry was the first man to make her orgasm...and she felt great, like she had lost some stress. "Oh Harry~!" she purred happily.
"Wow." Harry smiled as he pulled back, wiping his lips. "Are you ready?" He asked, getting on top of her as he looked into her eyes lovingly.
"I-I think so."
Harry leaned down and tenderly kissed Hermione on the lips, his penis kissing her vagina entrance as the two young adults embraced. Then, with one confident push, Harry entered Hermione. "I-ah~!" He gasped, feeling the warmth of Hermione wrap and kiss around him.
"H-Harry!" Hermione gasped happily as she felt her first time being given to Harry, fully embracing that he was her lover now.
Harry held onto Hermione, his hand interlocking with hers as the two remained on the bed, both thrusting against each other as they were now interlocked in their harem contract. Unknown to Harry and Hermione there was a spell that came along with the contract. One that only activated when they first made love.
Harry continued to kiss Hermione, holding her close and thrust as deep as she wanted him, though it was still a little clumsy.
Appearing over Hermione's shaved vagina was a triangle-shaped marking, it was black with a circle inside and halved by a single line. The marking soon changed into a beautiful heart with a pair of wings sprouting either side.
"H-Harry! I-I'm cumming. Ah~! I-I'm cumming!" Hermione gasped as she felt her body jerk.
"Me... To! Can't... Gah~!" Harry groaned. He tried to pull out, but this was his first time, and the feeling was just so... So overwhelming!
Both Hermione and Harry held each other, his last few thrusts and Harry came inside of Hermione. Filling her with his seed, which sealed the contract.
The marking on Hermione's crotch began to glow gently. The hollow centre of the heart filled with light, before the marking died down, changing to Hermione's soft skin-tone. Practically invisible to anyone.
But anyone who got a close look would see it.
Not that anyone outside their harem would ever see such a marking.
Both Harry and Hermione panted as they rested in each other's arms, lying in the bed, naked and sweaty as they both had experienced sex together.
Their first times.
It was awkward, they felt like they weren't doing it right, it hurt a bit, they didn't have any stamina and they kinda felt a bit gross now.
...
But they loved it and would cherish this memory forever.
Harry cupped Hermione's cheek, seeing her with tears of joy in her eyes. "I love you." They whispered together, before they fell asleep on the bed.
To be continued
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