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 5
Co-Writer GreyKing46
We do not own these Harry Potter characters. All rights and credit go to J. K. Rowling
The students were walking back to their dorms, though Harry was thinking heavily about that woman who waved at him...she looked familiar. "Hmm." he hummed, walking out of the Great Hall.
"What're you thinking about?" Hermione asked.
"That Auror, just made me remember something Sirius told me." He answered.
"Wotcha, Harry!" a voice called from behind.
"Huh?" Harry asked, turning around and looked at the person who called out to him.
It was the Auror.
...
And now he was being hugged, his head between a pair of soft breasts held behind a lilac tee-shirt
"Hmmph?!" Harry muffled-questioned as he felt he soft breasts around his head.
"E-Excuse me, isn't that a bit much?" Hermione asked nervously.
"Oh, right." The Auror apologised as she backed up...and saw Harry's glasses were fogged up and his cheeks were flushed. However, beyond that he didn't seem even a bit flustered "I've missed you so much, Harry!" she added with a grin
"I've. Missed you too? Um." He responded, taking his glasses off to de-mist them. "Who are you?" He asked.
"I'm Tonks. You and Sirius talked about me during the summer." She answered, introducing herself.
"...N-Nym?" Harry double-took in shock.
The now named Tonks gasped, her hand covering her mouth "You remember me?" she stuttered.
"Bits of memories. And those talks with Sirius, yeah." He nodded, having explained himself. "Oh, Hermione this is Tonks. She's Sirus' cousin and apparent Auror. Tonks, this is Hermione, my girlfriend."
"Ah, hello!" she waved "Good of you to keep my honorary little brother safe and happy!"
"Nice to meet you. I. I'm doing my best. Though he does have that 'Harem Contract' active, it's a little tiresome." Hermione explained.
...
"Hold on, what?!"
"Yeah, you might want to sit down for this, Tonks...It's a bit of a story from the start of the year." Harry sighed, wanting to catch her up...and wanting to catch up on what she had missed.
However, looking at her... He couldn't help but smile.
Tonks nodded and looked around for a quiet room. "This one, we can talk here." She pointed and opened the door with her wand.
"Was that a silencing charm?" Hermione asked
"Yep, now we can talk without people knowing we're in here." Tonks answered. "So, Harry; what did you want to tell me? And this 'Harem Contract'."
"Well, it's about what happened early this year." Harry answered and began to regale Tonks with what happened last month.
Tonks was enraptured in Harry's tale, hearing what happened during the summer, Sirius coming to his home, the Quidditch Cup fiasco and the first few lessons of the year.
"And then Moody did the Unforgivable Curses in class. Terrified poor Neville." Harry sighed heavily, getting this all off his chest.
"I can only imagine." Tonks frowned as she took this all in. "Moody can be...difficult to work with. He's paranoid to a fault. He even checks for curses on his tea that he brewed himself. Even if he never left the room to put the kettle on."
"He also keeps drinking from this hip flask of his." Harry added, "Like, once every hour."
"A hip flask?" Tonks asked
"Yeah; is that strange?" Harry asked
"He's...never done that before." She answered.
'Every hour...' Hermione thought to herself. Something about that was making her brain buzz, but she couldn't place it
"Well, it sounds like you've had an eventful year. And it's only just started." Tonks smiled and teasingly ruffled Harry's hair "And you've grown up to be a real hunk since I last saw you, to be fair you were a baby last time I saw you but still. No wonder you have girls crawling all over each other to try and get into your harem."
"Aha...Yeah." Harry exclaimed nervously, rustling his hair back. "Sirius helped me this year, which changed a lot."
"Hopefully you haven't picked up too many of the mutts... Bad habits." Tonks frowned.
"Um." Harry hummed and thought back to the summer and remembered what his Godfather said.
"Harry, you are a Marauder's son! You have some much-needed training that you are behind on!" Sirius' voice echoed in his mind.
"Not many. No." He responded.
"Good!" she smiled and hugged him again "Don't worry, I'll be here all year and I'll be sure to visit you every summer after. I mean I got my job with the tournament, but we can catch up and be a family! I have missed you, Harry. If you have any problems, just come to Big Sis Nym and I'll kick their ass!"
"Heery? Haff niffe." Harry muttered as his face was unintentionally in her chest once again. "I'ff. I've missed you too." He pulled back a little...and his glasses fogged up again.
Was it just him or had her chest grown between the two hugs?
"Thank you, Miss Tonks. But Harry and I need to go now." Hermione blushed as she looked at Tonks.
"Okay Hermione." she nodded... Before handing Hermione a few potions "Here, in case you kids run out." she winked
Hermione's cheeks flushed a cherry red as she was handed the potions...as she knew what these were. "Th-thank you!" And quickly pulled Harry away.
"Whoa!" Harry exclaimed as he was jerked away.
Tonks smiled with a chuckle before she felt her chest tighten. "Bye." As she looked down at her chest gently, she began to think. 'Moody. What the hell is going on with you?'
*Time Skip*
It was a few hours later, Harry was running through the castle, trying to get to his lessons.
He was running late, having forgotten his books in his dorm.
'I can't believe that I'm losing grip on the easy stuff!' He berated himself. "Okay, last corner and-oof!"
"Ow!" A voice grunted as Harry accidentally bumped into the person.
"Sorry, it was an accident." Harry apologised.
"It's fine Potter. I'm used to you putting me on my ass." the familiar voice of Pansy joked
"Pansy..." Harry groaned, a little embarrassed but helped her up. "Why're you here?"
"School, of course." She smirked. "You?"
"Forgot my books." Harry responded. "And I've got to-"
"Wait, before you go." Pansy spoke up
"Huh?" he blinked in confusion
"I want to ask you something."
"Um, sure. What is it?" He asked
"Well, what do you think of Daphne and Tracey?" She inquired.
...
"Well, they are hot. And clever. And cool." he shrugged
"And?" She pushed him on the subject. "I know for a fact that they like you."
"I know." he whined softly.
"And what's wrong with that? I thought you had that 'Harem Contract' still open." She responded.
"It's just... Daphne has the whole 'ice queen' thing and it is a BIT intimidating and Tracey is her best friend. It is awkward to just walk up to them and talk. And I don't 'run into' them enough in castle to get the chance." he admitted "Too many people around to do it in class or the great hall, and I never see them normally in trips around the castle. It's... annoying."
"I see." Pansy pondered as she heard that. "...What if I helped out?"
"Huh?"
"What if I got you three together? Find you a place that you can get to know each other." Pansy offered. "I'm sure one of our sexscapade spots would be perfect."
Harry covered his mouth and gulped. "O-Okay. I mean...if they'll come."
"With you, I'm sure they will." Pansy winked.
"...Wait, no. Not what I-" Harry flustered his response before she grabbed his tie.
"Shut up you awkward nerd. Just kiss me and thank me for the idea." she joked before pulling him into a kiss.
"Hm!" Harry humped a little, before enjoying the kiss. 'She's right...I can be an 'awkward nerd'.' he admitted, reaching down to squeeze his Slytherin fuck buddy's ass.
"Potter! Pansy!" a familiar weasel snapped.
"Oh no." Harry groaned.
"Malfoy." Pansy broke the kiss. "What do you want?"
"You bitch!" he hissed.
"Do not talk to her like that!" Harry pointed his fingers at him angrily.
"Shut up Potter, I knew you were that much of a man whore to get with a slut like this, but I thought the bitch would be a loyal slut!" Draco snapped
"Watch your mouth, Draco!" He glared. "She's not anything you just said!" as Pansy blinked
"You don't get it, Potter! You're not-"
"Oh~ what's wrong Draco?" Pansy suddenly grinned and hugged Harry's arm "Upset I upgraded to a real man?"
"You bi-" Draco began
"Harry~!" Pansy suddenly whined and pouted, looking up at Harry with puppy-dog eyes "Let's leave this annoying asshole to bugger himself and go have some fun~! You promised me you'd fuck my ass so hard I couldn't walk again and he's ruining the mood~! Please~!"
Both Harry and Draco were taken back by Pansy's attitude, but Harry quickly grinned.
"Of course." he smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist "Come on, we can find an abandoned classroom quick."
"Yeah!" she cheered as the two started to walk away.
"Hey!" Draco snapped and reached forwards, grabbing Pansy's wrist.
"Draco! Let go!" Pansy snapped.
"Listen here you wh-" Draco hissed before Harry pulled his hand off Pansy.
"If you bring blood into this, I'll show you blood by breaking your bloody nose!" Harry glared.
"Is that a threat?" Draco snapped
"Yes. IS it, Potter?" A stern and loathsome voice asked.
'God...fucking damn it.' Harry closed his eyes in anger as he knew who was there. "Professor."
"Professor Snape. Potter was-" Draco saw an opportunity and was going to take it.
"Quiet." Snape ordered, glaring at the three. "It seems that the three of you are taking to breaking the school's rules more thoroughly than I thought. Detention. The three of you. And ten points from Slytherin...and twenty from Gryffindor."
"What?" Harry glared "Why is that, Professor?"
"Because you are the only one threatening physical violence, Potter." he sneered back, knowing he was in the right.
"Fine. Professor." Harry swallowed his anger...but he would get back at this professor in a less destructive manner and show him up.
And so, he walked away.
"Now for you two." Snape glared at Pansy and Draco. "You both are in big trouble."
"Professor, I-" Pansy began to defend herself.
"Get. To. Class." Was all Snape demanded of them. "No excuses."
"Fine." she sighed.
"Yes, Profess-Ow!" Draco was grabbed by the back of his head.
"My office. Now." Snape ordered and pulled him away, his fist full of Draco's slicked-back hair.
*Time skip*
Harry was in Defence Against the Dark Art's class... and he had to admit that this lesson was just terrible.
Moody was just...obscure and obscene. His teaching methods were more horrifying than instructive.
And he was also using the Imperious Curse on the class.
And the twist of the knife? Moody seemed to be enjoying it.
He would cast the spell on the students, and he would make them do something... stupid. Like jumping on the desk or acting like a chicken.
Though it seemed to be fun at first...It was honestly invasive. And terrifying for those who had come out of it.
He gulped, seeing his turn was not that long from now.
"Now, we-" Moody spoke as he released one of the students before the lesson was over. "Darn, looks like we'll have to pick this up next time."
"Phew." the other half of the class, including Harry, sighed in relief.
"Alright. Those of you who got Imperious no homework. The rest of you...read a chapter in your books. Doesn't matter which one." Moody instructed. "Now get out of here."
The class muttered almost to a terrifying silence; the experience was chilling them to the bone.
Harry grabbed his bag, pulling it over his shoulder.
'God damn it. What the hell is going on with him? I've got to talk to Tonks.' He thought. "Hermione? Are you okay?"
"Yeah." she stuttered a bit, gripping her bag tightly
"Hey, it'll be alright. I'll tell Tonks and Professor McGonagall." as he held her close.
"Thank you." She whispered, hugging back and felt terrified. 'It was so horrible.'
"It'll be alright next lesson, I'm sure of it. It's charms." Harry reassured her as he noticed other members of the class just as shaken.
"I don't think I'll sleep well tonight." Some of the students commented as they all walked solemnly.
Even if this was before lunch, what they went through was... Yeah.
"Can I hold onto you please?" Hermione asked, hugging his arm.
"Of course." He nodded as she just let her hold his arm.
Most of the day seemed to be a blur for some of the students, but Harry had to get a chance to talk to Professor McGonagall.
As he walked down the halls, he saw a first year being bullied by a few older Slytherins.
"HEY!" Harry called out, catching their attention. "Get away from them!"
"What are you-" the bully started to speak as he drew his wand, only to be disarmed and tied up with two simple swishes of Harry's wand.
Harry remained with his wand in hand. "Are you alright?" He asked the first year student.
"Y-Yeah." They nodded.
"Go on, I'll deal with them." Harry instructed responsibly.
"Okay!" The kid nodded and ran.
Harry looked at the two Slytherins and frowned. "I'm not really having a good day. And you two aren't making me feel any better."
"Y-You're just a fourth year Potter, don't have such a big head!" one of the scoffed.
Harry took a deep breath to clear his head and sighed. "Let me tell you one simple thing. Okay? Just one thing that justifies my having, as you put it, 'a big head'. Last year. The Dementors."
The two Slytherin students gulped as they recalled that. "Yeah. You fainted. Like a total-"
"One. Hundred. Dementors." Harry clarified, glaring right at them.
A foot behind the three from around the corner stopped, shuffling back a little to hear this.
"S-So what?" The first tried to be brave.
"Do you want to know what it's like? Having all the happiness drained from you? Over and over and over. It's like someone pushing you into an ice-cold bath. Then pulled out at the last minute before the chill sets in. Then you're pushed in again. Only this time, you have someone's hand keeping your head forced underwater. Then dragged back out and shoved back in before you can catch your breath. The feeling of the ice stab into your very flesh, screaming your heart out as your lungs fill with water. And it gets colder and colder and colder. And you're held under for longer and longer. Until finally you're plunged into literal ice with your forehead bashing against it to crack open every memory, clawing the meat off your bones to make the pain go away." Harry described it with excruciating detail. "And all you can do is scream, begging for it to stop as you relive the worst experiences of your life. The hurt, the trauma, the pain and agony you hear and repeat in your mind as you slowly go mad!"
The two Slytherin students looked at Harry...and felt the weight of his words.
Harry soon calmed down as he held back. "And to live through that, to survive to talk about it while your soul dangles from your very lips as haunting, pseudo-immortal, ravenous creatures look at it like a starving man looks at a banquet hall...You have little to call me 'a big head'."
...
"Boo." Harry stared and the bullies ran away screaming
The figure behind Harry soon walked towards him, while Harry chuckled a little. "That was badass, Harry."
"Huh?" Harry asked, turning around and saw the figure. "D-Daphne? How long were you there?"
"A little after you said 'one hundred dementors'." She answered. "You can be intense when you need to be." She crossed her arms under her chest and gained a small, cheeky smile "Although as always, a bit too Gryffindor headstrong. You could use some more Slytherin slyness from time to time. It makes all the difference."
"Hehe." Harry chuckled "You know, the Sorting Hat wanted me in the Snake Den."
"Really? Oh yeah. I vaguely remember that. So why did you become a Gryffindor?" Daphne asked as she took a step forwards and smirked, a sexy purr in her voice "You would have done great in Slytherin."
"You think so?" Harry asked with a confused blink.
"I know so." She responded
"Well, I think you'd be great in Gryffindor." He answered.
...
"What?" she blinked.
Harry looped his right-hand forefinger between her tie, pulling her close but with a seductive motion. "If you were really sly, you'd be wearing red and gold with me."
Time stood still. You could almost see a magical aura in the air.
Daphne's face was bright red, her heart rate shooting to a million miles a minute. Her eyes were wide and sparkling, her jaw dropping dramatically.
"Pansy told me that you have a crush on me." Harry whispered into her ear.
"Sh-she did?" She muttered
"Yes. And I want to admit...You are beautiful." He admitted, pulling back just enough to kiss her quickly on the lips.
It was a tiny peck, their flesh barely touched... But the Ice Queen of Slytherin almost passed out in shock.
"Whoa, easy." Harry caught her in his arms.
"I-it's okay." She admitted, blushing up a storm as she had a goofy grin on her face.
Harry smiled as he helped her to her feet. "Daphne, Pansy also told me about Tracey. How you both have feelings for me."
...
"Can I just die now?" Daphne asked in embarrassment. She didn't think Pansy would pull this! It was supposed to be Pansy urging Harry TOWARDS them, not spilling their crushes! She was going to get revenge! The pillows will fly! The-
Her anger faded away as she gave a soft moan, feeling Harry's lips against hers once more.
Daphne wanted to hit him, slap him away to break it up...but it was actually very nice and was soothing her rage away. And something she wanted to feel for a long time.
"Daphne, can we meet up later?" Harry asked. "You, me and Tracey. Just so we can get this settled."
"Okay." she nodded, letting out a wistful sigh.
"Good, I'll see you later." He smiled. "There's this place that I know, the third corridor's empty classroom."
"We'll be there." She answered.
"Later." he smiled
With that, Harry walked away. He didn't know where he was getting this confidence from...probably because of what's been going on, but he was going to Professor McGonagall. She'd do something about Moody's crazy methods.
For now, he was just feeling proud, proud of the confidence he had gained.
He soon arrived at a door, hoping that Professor McGonagall was in, giving it a knock and hoped that she'd listen.
...
Why did it sound like arguing was going on inside?
He leaned in against the door to have a listen...and heard McGonagall screaming. Yes, literally SCREAMING at someone.
"What gives you the damn right to allow this?!" Her voice snapped.
'She never screams. This is...holy shit.' Harry thought as he listened.
He opened the door a bit, peaking in.
Inside, Harry saw Professor McGonagall yelling at someone...someone in a tatty overcoat and holding a cane. Professor Moody.
"Dumbledore told me to teach them how to 'Defend against the Dark Arts'! That's what I'm doing!" Moody yelled back, not backing down.
"But by placing several students under the Imperious Curse? And traumatising them?!" McGonagall shouted, raising her finger at him.
"They need to know what they are facing! You know what the Dark Lord and his followers did in the war!"
"I know what that monster is capable of! But you could easily explain it with diagrams and not using the actual spell!" McGonagall shouted.
"But they must work hard, they must know how to fight this spell!" Moody snapped
"...Until the students are brought back to a stable sense of self, you are not to use these horrible curses on the students." McGonagall stared daggers at him.
"Dumbledore gave me permission to teach the students however I wanted." he glared.
McGonagall scowled and held her tongue. 'Damn it, Albus; what were you thinking?'
Moody turned around, and then stormed away.
Harry saw this and backed away from the door and hid behind a corner, not giving Moody any reason to yell at him. Moody was grumbling to himself as he stomped away. "...Stupid bitch. Always wound too tight." He muttered...and gave a quick flick of his tongue like a snake on the corner of his lips; thinking that no-one saw him.
Stomp.
Thunk.
Stomp.
Thunk.
Harry breathed easy as he saw Moody leave, but still, he was a little shaken.
That tongue flick... why did it send a chill down his spine?
Harry gulped out of nervousness and then knocked on the door to the classroom, seeing Professor McGonagall leaning on her desk, exhausted and sighing heavily.
"Huh? Oh, Mr Potter. Come on in." she sighed.
Harry saw how exhausted she was...and honestly, he couldn't blame her. "Professor, not to be rude but...I overheard you and Professor Moody yelling at each other."
"Ah, of course you did." She sighed. "And I can guess what you were coming to tell me about."
"The Imperious Curse." Both answered together.
"Yes...Well. Professor Dumbledore has given Alastor some 'freedom of teaching'. But those sorts of methods." She rubbed her temples.
"Professor, I came to see you about what it's done to the students...though I guess at this point I'd be repeating what you already know." Harry continued
"Yes, I know all too well right now." She answered.
...
"I would like to add, however." McGonagall stated, "I am both proud AND disappointed in you."
Harry gulped nervously. "In which regard, Professor?"
"I am proud of you for taking this mistake of yours seriously and doing your best for relationships." McGonagall explained "And disappointed because... We do need to clean those empty classrooms, you know."
"...Ah." Harry answered nervously. "I didn't...I'll know for next time."
"You better." She answered. "And the book you've borrowed."
"Yes, if you want me to return it-"
"It's on a 'permanent loan'." She answered.
...
"Pardon?"
"If you need that book for longer, you can purchase it." She answered. "We can make a copy should we need it."
...
"O... Okay?"
"If that's all you need, I also understand that you've been getting in trouble with Severus." She added.
"In my defence, he's been on my case since First Year." Harry responded. "In an obsessive way. Kinda creepy."
McGonagall sighed and nodded. "Severus...has been difficult. I've known him most of his time here."
"The can you tell him to back off? Please?" Harry asked "On like, students in general. He goes WAY too far."
Professor McGonagall looked intently at Harry with a questioning look. "In what way. Why don't you sit down?"
"Okay." Harry nodded and sat down.
"Now, plese explain." She asked
*Time Skip*
Harry walked through the school, finally getting his say towards Professor McGonagall and looked at the time. "Right...Daphne and Tracey should be here." He had his hands adjusting his uniform, nervous as all hell once more. 'Come on, Potter. You can do this.' He thought to himself as he opened the door and beheld the two Slytherin girls inside.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Harry! You finally came!" Daphne gasped.
"Oh god. He's here." Tracey whispered, feeling her nerves get to her.
"Yeah, I'm here. Sorry if I'm late." He apologised while rubbing the back of his neck.
"No, you're alright. I think we're early." Daphne explained.
"Right." He answered, closing the door behind him. He also cast a locking charm quickly.
"So...Pansy told you about us; correct?" Daphne asked
"That's right." He nodded, putting his wand down.
"I knew she said she'd do that but...god, that minx." Tracey admitted, feeling flustered. "Guess you must think we're a couple of tarts; right?"
"No, I don't think that." He answered while he put his hands in his pockets "Why would I think that?"
"It's just...things have been hectic. You gain new girls for your harem and now two more ladies looking for some 'fun time' with you." Tracey answered.
"I thought you liked me?" Harry shrugged
"Yes, that's also true." Daphne added.
"So why would I think that of you?"
"Sorry, we are just nervous." Tracey admitted
"AH, right. Yeah, I can see that." Harry exclaimed gently and nodded. "Well, it's just us here. If you want to talk or...get to know each other. I'm open to suggestions."
"Oh, well that's actually reassuring." Tracey admitted.
"Well, if I'm being honest...I'd like to know who I'm crushing on." Daphne answered, beginning to strip before Harry.
"Huh?" Harry blinked in shock at her bold move, but he didn't dislike the sight before him
"D-Daphne?" Tracey blinked in shock as Daphne was now down to unbutton her shirt.
"We're here, Tracey. And I'm not letting this go to waste." She answered. "...Are you just going to stand there, Harry?"
She cocked her hip to the side, her shirt half unbuttoned to reveal her lacey green bra that sensually held her breasts at the ready.
"Holy crap, that's gorgeous." Harry admitted as he saw her ample bosom and her lacy underwear.
"What? The first time you've seen lingerie?" Daphne teased. "Come on Tracey, you to."
"Alright, but don't expect some high-grade bras...I've only got 'good enough' tits." Tracey answered, beginning to strip off too.
"...I feel like I've just walked into the girl's changing rooms again." Harry admitted.
...
"What?" the two girls asked
"Um, first year. I walked into the girl's Quidditch changing room on accident." Harry admitted. "They didn't mind much, since they saw me like a little brother."
"Lucky." Tracey answered.
"Yeah, I am." He nodded as both girls where now shirtless, Daphne clearly the mode confident and sensual with her body language.
"Well? Don't be shy, Harry." Daphne smiled as she leaned against a desk, letting her breasts hang
"Hey, I'm not usually." He admitted, stripping off.
He took off his shirt and dropped it, revealing his toned and yet scared body.
"Oh...My god." Tracey whispered in shock.
"How many?" Daphne asked almost scared by what she saw. "Are those? From school?"
"These?" Harry asked, before pointing to his right arm to a blank area. "Basilisk bite and Lockhart." Stroked across his forehead, but not pointing to his lightning bolt scar. "Attacked by Quirrell." And then proceeded to point to some more prominent scars before taking a slow intake of breath. "Whomping Willow and my Aunt and Uncle."
"... What... Was that last one?" Tracey asked.
"My aunt and uncle. These are some old ones." He admitted.
"Bastards, that's not right. How could they-?" Tracey inquired
"They hate magic." Harry simply stated. "But this isn't about me right now." He continued, walking between the two, hugging their hips and pulled them in close.
He didn't want the two to feel sorry for him... but that look in their eyes? He knew it, he saw it before. They wanted to make him happy, so he forgets the bullshit that happened to him.
"So...shall we?" He asked tenderly, before kissing Daphne first making her moan.
'Oh wow.' Tracey thought as she heard and saw this and blushed as Harry broke the kiss with Daphne, kissing Tracey right after.
"Ah~, o-oh god." Daphne melted in Harry's arms as she had the kiss broken...and smiled goofily.
'S-So warm!' Tracey thought as she felt Harry's tongue in her mouth as they prepared to be sexy.
"Hmm. Daphne. Tracey. Are you ready?" Harry asked as he broke the kiss, almost rubbing his dick between them.
Sure, he was still wearing his pants, but he was sure things were going to go well.
"Yes, show us your dick." Daphne asked as she unzipped Harry's pants while wiggling her hips in a sensual fashion.
"Oh, wow." Harry whispered, looking at her...and his dick accidentally slapped her in her face.
"Holy crap!" Tracey gasped seeing it. "How do you stand up?"
"Yeah..." Daphne gulped.
"Not the first time a girl has asked me that. Sorry if it's intimidating." He apologised. "You've got very soft cheeks, Daphne." He admitted, his member gently prodding against them.
"Thank you. Merlin's Beard; how am I going to fit this?" She wondered before she bravely opened her mouth and licked his cock's head. She made sure to stick her ass out as she worked, shimmering her skirt down her hips.
Harry looked down and smiled, trying to reach down and grope her ass; but Tracey slipped his hand towards her own ass. "Don't leave me out." She pouted.
"Sorry. Ah~." Harry apologised before Daphne began to suck his cock.
Daphne locked her lips over Harry's dick, feeling how warm it was on her tongue as she slicked her head up and down his shaft.
Her skirt now at her knees, he could clearly see Daphne's green lacey thong.
"F-Fuck. That's sexy." Harry moaned, kissing Tracey as he was being sucked off.
'Oh my god, this is amazing!' Tracey thought as she felt Harry's tongue enter her mouth. She didn't think that Harry would be this experienced so soon. She reached down, almost ripping her own skirt off.
Harry saw this, seeing Tracey's action and saw her cute panties as his hand now groped her soft ass.
"Haha." He chuckled with a soft smile
Glck!
Glck!
Glck!
Daphne started to gag on Harry's dick, she wanted to do something that she had never done...and she began to feel a great warmth coming from her nethers, wanting Harry to shower her with love.
She'd dreamed of this for a while. And while she and Tracey 'practiced', this was different.
Little hearts formed in her eyes as she continued to suck Harry off, wanting him to climax.
"Daphne, I'm cumming." Harry warned her with a smile, giving three thrusts deep into her mouth and sprayed his seed on her tongue.
He filled the ice queen's mouth, flooding it.
"Oh my god!" Tracey gasped as she saw the amount and heard how much Daphne had to swallow. "You-You're a-"
"I'm not done yet, Tracey...Do you want a turn?" Harry smiled confidently, slowly pulling out of Daphne's mouth and showed his cum covered cock to the second Slytherin girl.
"Bwa~" Daphne gasped as her mouth was freed, panting.
"You okay, Daphne?" Tracey asked in worry, but also saw Harry's cock.
"S-So~, big." Daphne panted as she looked at Harry.
"Tracey?" He asked with a smile.
"O-Okay. But know...I'm a virgin." She admitted
"I'll be gentle." He reassured her, bringing her to her knees and rubbed his cock against her lips.
"I am to." Daphne added... outside the times the two girls 'practiced' together
Harry began to smirk as he heard that...and then slowly pushed his dick into Tracey's mouth, feeling her warm tongue lap against his cock and heard her 'gag' a little from it.
"Gck!"
"Hmm~! So nice." Harry praised her, holding her black hair as he pulled her down onto his cock.
"Tastes good, right?" Daphne smiled at her best friend.
Tracey's eyes looked at Daphne briefly before she looked up at Harry, seeing his toned body while she sucked his member, feeling it in the back of her throat...and was loving every second of it. She nodded around his cock, gulking around him.
Harry held her head and looked down at her and Daphne, wanting to taste their sensual breasts.
"Do you like them?" Daphne asked as she slowly stepped up, showing her cleavage to Harry.
"Yeah, I do. H-Hmm!" He groaned, wanting to cum into Tracey's mouth. But he had endurance, be knew how to control himself.
"Would you like to touch them?" Daphne asked as she leaned on Harry and pressed her chest against his arm.
"If you want me to." He smiled.
Daphne blushed and nodded, unclasping her bra and showed her bare breasts to Harry...and they felt like silk in contrast to his slightly coarse hands.
"Oh~"
"How do they feel?" Daphne asked with a blush, feeling her breasts being groped and her nipples teased.
"Softer than I thought." Harry smiled, as Tracey began to choke on his dick since she was so into the shape and feel of it. "Oh, fuck!"
Glck!
Glck!
Glck!
"Ah~!" Tracey moaned happily as she wanted Harry to climax. She was moving her head wild and fast, letting out wild squelching noises from her jaw.
"So nice...Cumming!" Harry moaned and came into Tracey's mouth, coating her tongue with his copious amount of seed. "You two... are good!"
"Hmm~!" Tracey moaned as she gulped down as much as she could, while her mind was floating in the new ecstasy.
"Nice." Daphne chuckled
"Thanks. But I'm still not done." Harry smiled as he slowly pulled out of Tracey's mouth.
Smack!
"Eep!" Daphne squeaked as she felt her ass being slapped affectionately by Harry.
"Are you ready?" He asked while his cock slapped against Tracey's face playfully.
"It is nice seeing the ice queen being all meek and nervous." Tracey teased
"Sh-shut up, Tracey." She blushed as she heard that, before Harry pulled her close and kissed her passionately, his cock turning to slide between her legs but didn't penetrate her. "Hmm~"
"You've got some very nice thighs, Daphne." Harry praised as he slowly thrust between them, getting a feel for the Slytherin's body. He rubbed her thighs, pulling her close.
Daphne began to whimper, feeling Harry's dick slide between her thighs and rub her flower. "H-Harry. P-Please."
"Please, what?" He teased
"Please...Please make love to me." She almost begged, shuddering as she could almost feel his dick prod her vagina.
...
"Wow." Tracey gulped.
Harry just smiled, slipping back before prodding his cock onto her pussy and inserted himself into her. "Here we go." he groaned
Daphne gasped loudly as she felt Harry's member spread her open, her legs parting as she wanted him to slide in without an issue and her arms wrapping around Harry as she felt her virginity being given to him. Wearing only her knee-high socks and her shoes, she locked her ankles together at the middle of Harry's back.
"Daphne! I can't believe it!" Tracey whispered, covering her mouth as she saw Harry lifting her in his arms while her legs wrapped around him.
"Ah~, god. You're so tight, Daphne. It's wonderful!" Harry smiled, thrusting deep into her pussy while he felt her breasts press against him.
Tracey took a step closer to the pairing, rubbing her pussy. 'He's so big. And she's taking all of him!' She thought to herself, hearing Daphne's innocent moans fill the room and stimulating the feeling of her own masturbation.
Daphne continued to moan, repeating Harry's name after each thrust, feeling her body begin to ache as she could feel his dick penetrate her deeply and kissing her womb. "Harry! Harry! Oh~! Oh~! Yeah! Yeah! Yes! Just like that! Fuck! Yes!" she chanted and moaned
Harry wanted to lean her down onto a desk or a wall, somewhere where he could go all out, but he didn't want to hurt Daphne by dropping her. The sounds of her moans, her chanting his name. Everything that she was doing, the feeling of her virgin pussy clamping down on him was euphoric. "Daphne. I want you. In my harem." He asked, thrusting deep inside her. "I want you... to be mine!"
Tracey looked on and continued to rub her pussy as she heard this, she could see the glow coming from her waist. 'Say yes, say yes Daphne!' She thought of lust. 'Hmm! I'm so close!'
"Yes! Yes, I'll be yours!" Daphne moaned as she was coming close to climax.
Tracey moaned, kissing Daphne.
Daphne moaned happily, her crotch now bearing the symbol of Harry's harem as she accepted the position and was also happy that her best friend was now French Kissing her.
She came happily around Harry, almost going limp.
Harry panted as he slowly pulled out of Daphne, seeing the marking over her crotch area and smiled. "I hope I can make you happy." He admitted.
Daphne looked up at Harry's lovely eyes, hearing the sincerity in his voice and nodded. "Take. Care. of me~." She mewed, before looking at Tracey. "Her. Turn."
Harry and Tracey soon looked at each other, Tracey's slit was quivering and soaked from almost climaxing. "B-Be gentle." Tracey looked at him nervously, a little intimidated by his size.
"I will be. Promise." He answered as he went behind her, while she was still leaned over Daphne. He kissed her softly, licking her lips soothingly.
Tracey whimpered as she was put into the doggy-position...how shameful, but it was exciting.
"You feel like you're ready, Tracey." Harry smiled, his hand rubbing on her pussy and almost slid in easily.
Tracey gasped as she felt his hand's fingers penetrate her, teasing her folds and her clit before she felt something larger than his fingers press against her lower lips. "Oh fuck!" She gasped "Fuck me."
"Okay." Harry smiled, pushing his dick right into her pussy, stretching her virgin hole as she was rutted by her now lover.
"Gaaaahhh!" She yelled in pain, gripping the table
"I'm sorry, do you want me to stop?" Harry asked, honestly worried for her.
"N... no." She panted/urged.
Harry nodded slowly, groping her ass and hips as he continued to thrust in more tenderly as he held Tracey. "I'll be gentle this time." as he remembered she was a virgin.
She began to moan as she felt Harry stretch her out, the Gryffindor filling her virgin hole and felt her body shudder and shake, getting accustomed to this feeling.
"Is it good?" Daphne teased.
Tracey moaned and panted as she felt her vagina stretch out as she could feel Harry passionately make love to her; looking at her friend she didn't or couldn't answer as she felt her ass slap against his hips while she was beginning to like having sex.
"Oh?" Daphne chuckled and kissed her.
Tracey's eyes widened as she felt her friend's soft lips, caught in this threesome now...and she wanted more. She wanted to feel her body while Harry filled her. "Hmm?!"
"F-Fuck, Tracey! You're tightening down!" Harry moaned as he thrust inside of her, ready to cum but was holding back. He held her hips tightly, biting his lip.
'S-So good! It feels so good~!' Tracey thought as she was feeling a new orgasm come from her pussy. She gripped the table tightly; glad the pain was finally gone.
Harry could feel this, feeling her body loosen while she began to enjoy this and drove his member deeper into her pussy.
"Do you like it?" Daphne purred.
"Ah-ah~!" Tracey moaned happily, feeling her breasts roll on the desk as Harry continued to please her.
"I'll take that as a yes." she giggled.
"Tracey. Do you want to be in my harem?" Harry asked, still inside of her, thrusting tenderly in her pussy as she kept moaning.
"I'll be lonely if you don't join." Daphne purred as she groped Tracey's breasts. "Come on Trace, say yes."
"Yes! Yes! I'll join! Fuck me!" Tracey moaned as she accepted to join Harry's harem, the symbol appearing over her pussy as she was now marked as Harry's lover.
She finally got those words out and her body felt aflame with pleasure.
Harry, accepting her fully, soon shot his seed deep into Tracey's pussy, filling her with his cum and soon relaxed and hugged her as he had finished.
"There... we... go!" He grunted with each thrust
Tracey gave three lasts moans as Harry finished up, accepting Harry's hug and felt exhausted and full by it. 'I...I love him.' She thought in a cum drunk state as she went a bit limp.
"Easy, Trace. We've got you." Daphne smiled as she and Harry held her together.
Harry smiled back as he slowly pulled back and let his passion relax. 'They are beautiful.' He thought
"Harry, thank you." Daphne commented, kissing his cheek.
"For what?"
"Just for everything." She answered, leaning next to him with her hand on Tracey's thigh. "Will the others like us?"
"I think so." He nodded.
She smiled and hugged him a little closer and relaxed.
*Time Skip*
It was a few hours later, Harry was walking through past the Great Hall's doors. "Ah~" he sighed happily. "What a day."
As he walked past the door, he noticed a couple of the Hufflepuff students still in the Hall.
Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott.
He stopped at the front doors before he walked inside and wanted to talk to them. "Hey, what's up?" He asked, making them jump
"Gah!" The two leapt in their seats as they were shocked in fear.
"Oh, Harry...It's just you." Susan panicked as she felt her heart thump in her ears.
"Don't sneak up on us." Hannah asked
"...I just...walked through the door. Are you okay?" Harry explained and pointed, before asking in concern as he noticed they looked a bit panicked.
"Just...We're scared. Professor Moody." Susan explained.
"Say no more. Do you want to talk about it?" Harry immediately clocked on, sitting down next to them.
"It. He's just. There's something wrong with him." Hannah explained.
"He's not right, my Aunt says he's a great Auror but his methods...they're scary as hell. That Goblet is scary, I've heard stories." Susan added.
"Stories?" Harry asked curiously.
"He's known for some intense hunting and authorised to use the Unforgivable Curses during the Wizarding War." Susan answered. "I don't know if he's still in that mindset." She wrapped her arms around herself, looking utterly... disgusted.
Harry frowned, hugging her out of respect and concern.
Something he did without thinking.
Hannah and Susan's eyes widened in shock and smiles as they just saw Harry's kindness showing through. Honestly, it was good to see that someone was happy to express kindness like this.
"Th-thank you, Harry." Susan blushed as she felt his arms around her neck making her grin.
Hannah noted this, while she was a little jealous she understood...and got in on the hug.
"...Okay." Harry whispered as he felt Hannah's chest on his back.
"Is this uncomfortable? I can't tell." Hannah teased as she felt his toned back while pushing her rather large set into his back.
"Nope. Not at all." Harry answered, gulping a little. "Listen...If you both need to talk, I'm here."
"Thanks Harry." They smiled
Harry cleared his throat before pulling back. "Okay, I should probably-Whoops." He spoke, before accidentally tripping into Hannah's arms.
"You okay?" Hannah asked, seeing his head rest on her chest like a pillow.
"Yeah, sorry." He apologised and got back to his feet while brushing his sleeves lightly.
"Harry, can I be open for a second?" Susan asked nervously.
"Yeah, whatever it is." He nodded.
"It...it's about your harem." Susan responded.
...
"Oh."
"We're just curious about something and...we wanted your opinion." Hannah added.
"Opinion on what?"
"Well, considering that you have so many girls...you'd like to...maybe. Hang out with us sometime?" Susan nervously asked.
"Sure."
"...Really? You would?" Hannah double-took.
"Why wouldn't I?" He answered.
"...That was much easier than we thought," Susan whispered to herself. "So, when should we meet up?"
"The library?"
The two girls nodded and agreed. "Yeah, that sounds great. It's probably empty aside from the ghosts by now."
"Okay." he nodded
The three picked up their things, though it was mostly Hannah's and Susan's, and headed to the library. Luckily, they could be on their own for a little while.
"So, um...What do you think about this whole 'Goblet' thing?" Harry asked, trying to get the ball rolling.
"Might be a fun year." Susan nodded.
"Yeah, it'll probably be good to see and meet other students from other schools too." Hannah added. "I wonder who it'll be?"
"Eh, we won't be worried by it." he shrugged.
"I guess that's true." Susan nodded. "Oh, we're here."
Harry looked up at the door to the library and nodded as they entered, true to their thoughts, there was no-one...except the occasional ghost who might unintentionally wander in. But aside from that, it was quiet and relaxing.
"Yeah, it's honestly nice being here." Susan nodded as they turned a corner and stopped in place, with Harry waiting behind them. Susan bit her lower lip and gulped before turning around and kissed Harry on the lips.
Harry froze, feeling the Hufflepuff kissing him. Her soft lips on his own, which not long ago were kissing Tracey Davis and Daphne Greengrass. And honestly, he was stunned to feel this from clearly such beautiful girls.
...
He was worried that she'd 'taste them' and what her reaction would be.
Hannah gulped as she saw this, seeing her best friend kissing their shared crush. And honestly, she wanted a taste as well.
Susan tasted Harry's lips; something was there. An unusual flavour that she couldn't place...it tasted different than what she expected. 'This. This taste. It's different. Sweet but...something else.' She moaned into the kiss, Harry pushing his tongue into her mouth 'I kinda like it.'
"Hmm, hmm, ah~." Harry broke the kiss and panted, looking into Susan's eyes and saw the honest affection she had towards him. It was shocking to see, as he did not know her that well.
"S-Sorry. I just. I got carried away." She muttered.
"Hey, it's fine." Harry answered. "I sort of get it. But...how long have you wanted to do that?"
"A while. Both Hannah and I."
"It's true." Hannah added, looking at the two as she rubbed her sides a bit like she wanted to touch herself.
"Oh, okay." He nodded as he heard their reason. "Well. As flattered as I am, and I'm not opposed to this, maybe we can get to know each other? Lay some groundwork or something?"
"I-I guess that makes sense." Susan nodded as she heard that.
"Can I ask for just one thing?" Hannah asked, looking at them both.
"Sure, within reason." Harry nodded.
"Could I try that?" She bit her lower lip gently as she eyed Harry's lips.
"Sure."
Hannah walked over and nervously kissed Harry on his lips, who hugged his arms around her waist and pulled her close reassuringly as he let Susan watch...and she seemed to be liking it.
Both girls seemed to enjoy 'watching' each other.
Harry seemed to enjoy having Hannah's ample chest rest against resting against him, though that was nothing to say about Susan's. But there was going to be more than just the two Hufflepuff girls enjoying themselves with him. 'Well, I guess I know who I'm going to add later.' He thought to himself, affectionately hugging Hannah now as he thought about the future.
Hermione, his oldest girl-friend, first member and head of his harem.
The Lionesses Katie, Angelina and Alicia.
His two seductive serpents, Daphne and Tracey.
The twins Padma and Pavarti, and their lovely tanned skin.
Sue and her technological marvels.
And now Hannah and Susan, who both confessed to him.
How was he going to explain this to Sirius?
End