Christmas was fast approaching and Harry had finally been coerced into attending one of Professor Slughorn's parties. After a number of near misses involving love potions, bewitched love notes and a particularly disturbing goblin in a tutu reciting love poems Harry had come up with the perfect solution and had asked Luna to be his "just friend" date. Luna was more than happy to accompany Harry and the evening had started out with the promise of a fun time to be had by all. Hermione, in an effort to get back at Ron for his childish reaction to finding out that she had kissed Krum had invited McLaggen out of spite and had almost instantly regretted the decision. Harry felt some sympathy for his friend but at the same time he felt she was getting a little bit of her own medicine. However, it was becoming more and more obvious that McLaggen's intentions were less than honorable as Hermione was having to spend more and more time trying to keep his hands off her and Harry felt that he would have to do something about it before the night was over.
Harry's stomach did a flip as he saw Ginny entering the party on the arm of Dean Thomas. She looked stunning in a green silk dress cut tastefully to the thigh and she was given several admiring glances as she walked across the room. Even McLaggen had stopped his single minded attempt to get into Hermione's knickers in order to gawp at her. She smiled at Harry and then turned to greet another of Slughorn's guests. Harry turned and saw Luna looking at him with an eyebrow raised. Luna's usual dreamy look at disappeared for the moment to be replaced with a much more knowing and wiser look than Harry had ever seen on her face before. But before he could say anything her expression returned to normal and she began to talk to anyone who would listen about the Rotfang Conspiracy. Harry couldn't help but smirk at the reactions of the other guests to Luna's lecture on the subject and as he considered the look she had given him he wondered if perhaps Luna was actually making fun of people with her strange comments and remarks.
Hermione had come to join them, her dress slightly disheveled. Harry and Luna both smiled at her and Harry couldn't help but ask if she was having a good time. If a look of scorn could have lit a match, then the look Hermione gave Harry would have burned down the castle. She explained that she'd managed to escape McLaggen's clutches and was now intending to spend the rest of the party avoiding him until it was safe to make a discrete exit. Harry was about to say something else but decided to bite his tongue upon seeing how frazzled his friend was. Harry said that he would head off McLaggen and try and distract him long enough for Hermione to at least compose herself.
As Harry moved through the party looking for McLaggen there was a disturbance at the door. Filch had dragged in Draco Malfoy but following a quick conversation, Draco was allowed to remain at the party although Snape dragged him off for a private conversation. Harry had planned to attempt to eavesdrop on their conversation but McLaggen's actions caught his eye. McLaggen was in the corner in hushed conversation with one of his friends. Harry saw a small vial pass between them and hung back to see what would happen next. He watched as McLaggen picked up two glasses of mead and tipped some of the liquid from the vial into one of the glasses. The mead glowed for a second before whatever the strange addition of McLaggen's had mixed into the drink. McLaggen then moved towards Hermione and offered her the spiked glass. She gave him a thin smile and took a sip. Her face twisted slightly at the unusual taste but she took a second drink and her smile for McLaggen seemed to grow warmer. Harry grew angry as he realised that whatever McLaggen had given Hermione it was clearly some sort of love potion and his friend was clearly falling under its spell.
Determined to not allow McLaggen to take advantage of his friend Harry strode forward and took the arm of Luna. Whispering his concerns into her ear, she nodded and stepped to McLaggen and began to ask him about Hungarian Humdinging Mimblestrodes. The confusion allowed Harry to maneuver Hermione away from him and over to Professor Slughorn.
"I'm sorry to interrupt Professor, but I think someone's put something in Hermione's drink." said Harry in a worried tone.
"I feel fine." slurred Hermione "Where's McLaggen? He promised to show me a trick with his other wand." and with this she gave a very un-Hermione giggle.
"Hmm," said Slughorn peering down at the girl "It seems that she's been intoxicated with a goblin mixture. The effects are quite temporary but it does leave one a little more open to suggestion. I think it would be best if she was put to bed to sleep it off."
Ginny had come over to the group to see what was happening. When it was explained what had happened, she turned to look at McLaggen with icy daggers. But before she could do anything Harry spoke.
"Ginny, would you and Dean get Hermione back to the Gryffindor dorm? I don't think she should be left alone at the moment, just incase she decides to wander off anywhere."
Ginny frowned at this but nodded in agreement. She waved Dean over and the pair took Hermione out of the party and up to the Gryffindor Tower. Harry turned to face McLaggen however before he could say anything, Professor Slughorn spoke up.
"Mr McLaggen, I feel that you have shown very poor judgement this evening. I shall of course be informing Professor McGonagall of this as head of your house. However, I think it would be best if you returned to your dorm and as far away from Miss Granger as possible."
McLaggen gave a few half-hearted protests, however he was aware that the game was up. He stomped his way out of the party and away down the corridor. The mood of the party seemed to lift with McLaggen's departure and Slughorn called for the music to be played louder and more uptempo. The guests began to dance and sing along with the music and there was a definite improvement to the atmosphere. Harry was doing his best to keep an eye on Luna who was explaining another of her wild conspiracy theories to Professor Trelawney but someone had pushed a drink into his hand and insisted he drink. The mead in the glass was very good and Harry found himself asking for additional glasses.
Harry woke in a bed that was not his own. His head hurt slightly and he blinked a few times as tried to piece together what had lead him to this position. As he moved in the bed, he realised that he was not alone. Looking down, he saw a head of blonde hair resting on his chest and Harry's first shocked thought had been 'Is it Luna?'. They had gone together to Professor Slughorn's party and there had been some rather strange and strong tasting drinks that were passed around. Harry had rather enjoyed the taste at the time, but now those drinks seemed to have robbed him of a number of hours of his life.
The blonde girl stretched her body against him and Harry was shocked to see the sleeping face of Daphne Greengrass turning to face him. She smiled in a sleepy way and kissed his chest as her hand moved to cup Harry's cock and balls. Harry's body responded to the touch even though it was against his volition. Daphne sleepily opened her eyes and looked up at Harry with a smile.
"Morning lover," she purred "feels like you're ready for another round.
Before Harry could say anything, Daphne had disappeared under the bed sheet then Harry felt a wonderful sensation on the end of his cock. Lifting the sheet he saw Daphne with her mouth around his growing cock. Catching her eye she gave him a wicked grin and a wink before going back to enthusiastically sucking on Harry's cock. Harry's head fell back on the pillow his eyes rolling back into his head as Daphne's mouth was causing electric shocks of pleasure shooting through his body. Harry's hand rested on Daphne's bobbing head, his fingers playing through her hair. Daphne raised her head from Harry's cock and grinned at him. Lifting herself up, she sat astride Harry and slowly lowered herself down onto Harry's waiting cock.
"Mmmmmm, oh yes! That cock feels so good!" moaned Daphne as she slowly began to ride Harry.
Harry responded by reaching up and taking Daphne's breasts in his hands. He squeezed the warm mounds between his fingers, enjoying the feeling of the flesh in his hands. The vision of Daphne bouncing up and down on his cock was incredible to Harry. Her blonde hair flowing behind her as she slammed herself down on him, her face twisted in pleasure, declarations of lust and desire flowing from her lips. He gripped Daphne's hips and began to meet her with his own upward thrusts. Daphne's moans became louder and more intense the harder Harry pushed himself into her. Daphne's hands caressed Harry's face and ran through the messy mop of hair on top of his head. Harry breathed in her scent and found it intoxicating. Wrapping his arms around her, he flipped them both over so that Daphne was now beneath him. Pinning her legs over his shoulders he started to hammer into her with all his might.
"Shit! Yes! Fuck me Harry! FUCK ME HARD!" screamed Daphne,her hand moving to rub her clit as Harry continued to jackhammer into her.
Harry could feel Daphne begin to tighten around his cock. The sensation was better than anything he'd ever felt before. Not quidditch, not winning the house cup, none of the greatest feelings in his life compared to the feeling of Daphne Greengrass' pussy clamping around his cock as he fucked her. Daphne's nails dug into Harry's back as she cried out in pleasure, her head thrashing back and forth. Harry could feel something incredible building in him and he looked into Daphne's eyes and said "Daphne, I'm cumming."
"Yes! Yes! Cum for Harry! Fill me with your cum!" cried Daphne as she ground herself back against him desperate for him to explode within her.
Harry thrust forward as his balls emptied deep into Daphne's pussy. His orgasm was paired with a groan of insane pleasure, Harry thought he was never going to stop cumming. The feeling of Harry's seed being shot deep into her set of Daphne's orgasm and she screamed and dug her nails deep into Harry's back. They collapsed together, both of them kissing at the face of the other an incredible post orgasmic glow, sweat dripping from their faces. Looking at each other, both gasping to get their breath back, Harry was the first to speak.
"Wow, that was fucking amazing." panted Harry.
Daphne smiled at him and pulled him close for a deep kiss.
"Don't get any ideas Potter, I'm just using you for your body." grinned Daphne.
"Oh that hurts." said Harry, an exaggerated pout on his lips. Daphne laughed and they kissed again wrapping their arms around each other as both fell into a peaceful doze.
They awoke a short while later and talked about their plans for the upcoming Christmas holiday. Harry was due to spend it at the Burrow with the Weasleys and Daphne explained how she was due to go to her family estate. There conversation the turned to the more awkward topic of the two of them seeing each other again. Harry was not concerned about people know that they were a couple however Daphne was more worried, mostly because of the potential flack she may encounter from other girls across the school if it was known that she was The Harry Potter's girlfriend. Harry smirked at this and kissed her again.
"They're just going to have to get used to it." he grinned at her.
Daphne returned his smile and the two of them began to dress. Harry learned that they'd ended up in the Room of Requirement as neither of them could really go back to their House's dorms. They left the room and made their way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Harry was starving, the sexual gymnastics he and Daphne had been partaking in having worked up an incredible appetite. As they sat down together to start eating, there were a few whispered conversations aimed in their direction as well as a number of scandalized looks in their direction, especially from Pansy Parkinson. Daphne was uncomfortable at first, but when Harry squeezed her hand and smiled at her she found that she was able to ignore the gossipers and gawkers and enjoy her breakfast with her new boyfriend. Harry looked over at her then his gaze wandered the Hall. He made eye contact with Draco Malfoy and the look of hatred from the blonde boy seemed more potent that Harry had ever seen before, even after the time he'd done the interview in which he'd named Malfoy's father as a loyal Death Eater. But then Malfoy was distracted by Pansy, clearly making some unpleasant remark about Harry and Daphne. But Harry found he no longer cared for the opinions of anyone but his new girlfriend.
After they had finished breakfast the new couple had to separate for a short while. Both needed to pack for their respective Christmas trips and Harry wanted to check on Hermione after what had happened to her the previous night. Kissing goodbye they headed off in opposite directions. Harry passed through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor common room. Hermione sat with Ginny, an ice pack resting on Hermione's head. She turned and smiled when she saw Harry entering the room.
"I understand that I've you to thank for defending my honour last night." she smiled.
"Well that's what friends do." replied Harry noticing that Ron was sat with Lavender in the corner.
From Ron's body language it was clear to everyone, except Lavender, that Ron would much rather be making sure Hermione was ok. A look passed between him and Harry and Harry nodded at him in acknowledgement. He resolved that he would get his two friends to patch up their disagreement and he had the Christmas holidays to work on Ron in regards to that score. Heading up to the dorm, Harry began to pack for the trip. He stopped and sat on the bed as he felt a strange prickle in his scar. Not the usual pain felt when Voldemort was feeling some strong emotion, but something different and this feeling worried him. Still the feeling passed and Harry resolved to continue packing although images of Daphne in various states of undress or committing lewd acts kept jostling for position in his mind and distracting him from the task at hand.
Eventually he was packed and ready for the trip to the Burrow although the idea of being parted so soon from Daphne was more upsetting than he'd been expecting it to. Meeting her in the castle entrance hall, they embraced and were able to sneak away for a few final moments of privacy before they would be parted for the next few weeks. Harry brushed the hair from her face as they sat together in an empty classroom, Harry's eyes darting across her features trying to burn each one deeply into his memory. Daphne noticed this and asked him about why. Harry was not sure of the reason, he just worried about letting her go. Daphne smiled at him as he gave this admission and kissed him.
"I think I understand Harry. Everyone you've gotten close to is taken from you. But you don't need to worry." she said, her hand grabbing Harry's crotch "I don't intend to let this lovely cock go without a fight."
Harry roared with laughter at this and pulled Daphne into a tight embrace. Breaking apart, still laughing, the pair headed back to the entrance hall for the trip down to Hogsmeade and the Hogwarts Express. The trip back to London was uneventful and over far too soon for Harry's liking. Passing through the portal from Platform 9 3/4 they walked side by side. Their parting was prefaced by a long, deep kiss that was only broken when Ron gave a pertinent cough and indicated with his head towards Daphne's parents who were standing there with a less than pleased look on their faces. Harry and Daphne looked at each other as an embarrassed fog fell over the pair. Saying their final goodbyes they headed off in their personal directions, Daphne with her parents and Harry with Ron and Ginny towards Mr & Mrs Weasley.