A/N: This is a new one for me - a story based on someone else's fic. Thanks to Fearful Porpentine for allowing me to mess with their creation!

For anyone following the original story, this falls between chapters 2 and 3. If you aren't, you really need to read the first few chapters to understand the context, but be warned, it is a smut-fic, so if that isn't your thing look away from the screen now!

"Finally," Katie muttered, finishing the sentence she was writing before dropping her quill onto the table. Sighing in relief she stretched, trying to relieve the cramp in her arms and neck, and looking around as she did so. The Gryffindor common room was practically deserted, most students having long since retired to their dorms. The only ones still up were fellow sixth and seventh years who were, like her, frantically trying to finish homework assignments

As she packed up her things, Katie couldn't help grinning as she considered why it had taken so long to finish her essay. When Angelina had first suggested inviting Harry to join the Pride Katie had quickly realized that she would be the best person to approach him, but she hadn't shared her friend's confident predictions of success. She remembered how shocked she'd been when Angie had taken her up to 'the viewing gallery', as some called it, and she at least had been through a couple of boyfriends by then (even if neither relationship had gone past the clumsy-fumbling-through-clothes stage). Harry on the other hand, beyond his furtive glances in the Quidditch locker room, had never shown any outward sign of even being aware of the existence of the opposite sex.

All things considered, things had worked out far better than she had hoped. Harry's hormones had clearly overridden any reservations his brain might have had, and the chance to seduce him had just been too good to pass up. She had found the combination of his first time nerves and air of not quite believing what was happening to be an incredible turn-on. She suspected the look of awe on his face when he had fingered her to orgasm was going to be fueling her masturbation fantasies for weeks.

"Someone looks happy," Angelina commented, breaking Katie out of her reverie as she collapsed into the seat opposite. She glanced around before surreptitiously casting a Silencing Charm. "Wouldn't have anything to do with a certain dark haired, green eyed Seeker would it?"

"Sadly not," Katie replied, willing her face into what she hoped was a convincing scowl. "Turns out he's not a big fan of magical contracts right now."

Angelina looked at her quizzically before her eyes widened in realisation and she smacked her palm against her forehead. "Merlins balls!" she swore. "I didn't even think of that. So it was a bust then?"

"Gotcha!" Katie grinned. "No, he signed. He did need a lot of persuading though."

"You cow," Angelina retorted, returning the grin. "See, I told you he'd listen to you. So you explained about things?

"I did."

"And?"

"I think he thought it was some sort of massive wind-up."

"Well, to be fair he does know that we know Fred and George," Angelina mused. "So, do you want to take him up to the alcove on Friday, or shall I do it?"

"I took him up there tonight. I didn't see any point in waiting."

"Tonight? So he saw…?" Katie nodded and grinned. "Not fair, Katie," Angelina pouted in mock petulance. "I didn't want Harry to see me naked yet. I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Oh it was a surprise all right," Katie snorted. "When he clocked you and George, he went that quiet I thought someone had put him in a Body-Bind."

"Whole body, or just the waist down?" Angelina leered

"Very funny. I think he was even more shocked than I was."

"That bad, eh?" Angelina replied. "Well at least he didn't run away." She looked at Katie expectantly. "And?"

"And what?"

"Did you 'help him to get rid of his tension'?" Angelina asked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"We don't all jump on newbies the moment they're through the door," Katie replied, rolling her eyes.

"Right, so you just watched the show for a bit, then shook hands and parted ways?" Angelina scoffed. "Pull the other one."

Katie shrugged. "He didn't think he would fit in as he didn't have any experience."

"Oh come on," Angelina said despairingly. "That's probably half the reason it exis-"

"He does now," Katie interrupted smugly.

It took the older girl a moment to cotton on, and then she threw her head back and laughed. "You tart!" she crowed. "I knew you didn't want anyone else getting in there first." She leaned forward in her chair grinning.

"Come on then; fess' up. I want all the sordid details!"