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* AN: I'm very sorry, but the next week there might be no update - my scientific projects keeps me too busy to keep up with my stories here as well. But, hopefully, I'll still manage to write a new chapter for your enjoyment.

* Warning: This chapter contains a lemon for the Harry/Draconica pairing.

* Disclaimer: I DO NOT own "Harry Potter" and its characters in any shape or form.

"human speech"
"wraith speech"
'human thoughts'
"powered speech / true prophecies by the seer"
"spells / parseltongue"

This chapter is not beta-read yet.

chapter 41: Flying towards the Heavens

The next couple of weeks were quite tiresome for the Hogwarts students as they were adapting to how intense their new DADA professor's teaching was. But now they could finally say that they will learn something really useful this year...

Huge amount of the homework, though, wasn't the only thing that ate Harry's free time: now that he was back on the quidditch team, he was spending quite some time on the pitch, as Oliver Wood was running his team into the ground with long training sessions, which only grew more tiring as the first match of the season approached.

Still, despite all that, the young Potter somehow still found time to spend with his friends and his girlfriend (though they still were mostly just kissing or snuggling together), as well as to run the DS – everyone decided that they should continue with the group, despite finally having a competent DADA professor.

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Before everyone knew it, Halloween was upon them, and the castle was decorate with carved pumpkins the size of a small carriage, spider webs and live bats... Having a history of bad events that had happened on this day, Harry was understandably apprehensive, but he still decided to attend the feast this year (with his girlfriend, of course).

The feast, actually was quite fun, the young Potter had to admit: the food and the company were great, and so was the entertainment that the headmaster had invited to the castle this year. But, most importantly, nothing that shouldn't have happened that night – aside from a couple of pranks by the Weasley twins, though no one could really prove that it was them – had happened, which was a pleasant surprise to the green-eyed wizard.

And while the feast lasted for quite some time, it still came to an end, and the students had to return back to their respective houses' common rooms. But this didn't mean that the night was over; not by a long shot. In Harry's case, Katie had pulled him into one of the quieter corners of the common room for some private time for themselves. Which, of course, the couple spent snogging...

Meanwhile, in the Slytherin dungeons, Draconica Malfoy was once again thinking about her personal life, but today, finally, she could see a possible way out of the 'deadend' she had found herself in more than a month ago: Weasley twins tonight were actually useful for something, as their prank had reminded the blond witch about one of the important rules of Slytherin life – don't get caught and you won't be punished.

While she indeed needed to keep her hymen intact, otherwise she'll have to suffer the fallout of the breach in her marriage contract, this, actually, by no means prevented her from doing it the other ways, and Draconica wasn't a prude enough to think that other kinds of sex were something awful and something that shouldn't be done – those wouldn't exist now otherwise...

Still, the blond girl felt that she would need to be truly taken by her desired one as something even like position sixty-nine wouldn't be enough for her. But that left her with just one option. And she'd have to test it out by herself before asking him to do that to her. So, placing a couple of extra charms on the door of her room, sealing it completely, the young ms. Malfoy pulled of her robes and then her undergarment and, getting comfortable on her bed, went ahead with testing her idea to fix her personal life.

Very flushed Draconica lay on her bed breathing heavily, one of her hands still between her legs and the other still grouping her left breast, as she was swimming in the afterglow of the intense orgasm she had given herself while testing that idea of hers... Well, it looked like doing that with her desired one would bring her (and him too, likely) a lot of pleasure, despite the seeming strangeness of the act, but the blond witch was also quite aware that doing that right now wouldn't be the best idea: her body wasn't ready for having him there yet. She'll have to stretch herself a bit before that...

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The first Sunday of November was they day of the first quidditch match of the season, Gryffindor vs. Slytherin per some tradition. This match was highly anticipated by the Hogwarts student population, and not only because it was the first one in the season: in the later years these two teams were the main runners for the cup, and the result of the match between them often made it clear, which team will win the cup at the and of the school year.

And Slytherin team was also fielding the new seeker this year, and since no one in the other houses knew, who it was, there were many speculations ...and a betting pool which was ran by the Weasley twins and their comrade Lee Jordan.

But it turned out that the new Slytherin seeker was no one other than the pompous brat that bore the name of Basilius Malfoy. And it was quite clear that he got the place on the team not for his talents: why he was not that bad on the broom, his skills as a seeker could be questioned even before he took off the ground... But that did not stop the boy from boasting about being the best seeker that Hogwarts had ever seen – and those who bothered to study the expressions on the faces of his teammates, would see that most of them were barely restraining themselves from shutting the boy through less than merciful muggle means. Well, Draconica (she continued playing quidditch this year) might be a bit more gentle with her younger brother, but she too looked like she wished for him to shut up and stop annoying people with his constant boasting.

Madam Hooch blew into her whistle, and the match began. Unfortunately for the both seekers, the day was dark with heavy clouds feeling the sky. Cold rain that would have quickly made their quidditch uniform dripping wet in minutes if not for the strongest water-repelling charms wasn't helping in catching the tiny golden ball that was the snitch either.

And the things were only getting worse, as the time went on. Sure, the vixens dominated the Slytherin chasers, but it did nothing to help end the game quickly, as the damned snitch did seem to be there at all. And the weather wasn't getting better either... At about two hours mark, Marcus Flint, the captain of the house Slytherin team, call a timeout, which both teams gladly used to reapply water repelling and warming charms to their uniforms – with how bad the weather was, they definitely would need those...

After the short break, the game continued, but the snitch still was hiding somewhere, which was annoying everyone: after all no one wanted to spend hours upon hours under the cold November rain... By the three hour mark, the Gryffindor team was leading by eleven goals and, if the things continued like this, were likely to win regardless of who actually caught the damned golden snitch. But, of course, they wished Harry would do that...

The game was already more than five hours long, when Harry finally saw the snitch for the first time. Making sure not to lose the sight of the golden winged ball, he began carefully approaching it, so that he would not alert the younger Malfoy about it: after all the blond boy had a significantly faster broom... But once the young Potter was sure he will be the first one to reach the snitch, he just sped after it. Basilius could do nothing to prevent him from ending the game...

"And this dreary match ends with the final score of four hundreds and thirty points for Gryffindor to One hundred and forty to Slytherin." Lee announced the moment Harry caught the snitch.

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Harry wasn't sure what had kept him in the locker rooms for so long, as he was the last one to leave the Gryffindor ones today. Even Oliver Wood left before him – normally, the quidditch fanatic remained behind to do some work on the team strategies... Anyway, the young Potter just shrugged off this strange happening as something unimportant and hurried back to the castle, as it was already getting dark.

Wanting to get to the Gryffindor common room as soon as possible, the young wizard decided to take one of the many shortcuts that existed in Hogwarts, instead of following the usual and slightly longer way... Using a secret passage that began behind a fake portrait, he quickly got to the fourth floor and was about to continue on his way to the Gryffindor tower, when he saw Draconica a bit down the corridor. The blond witch was leaning against the wall, as if she was waiting for someone. Apparently, she was waiting for him, as the moment she noticed him there, she pushed herself off the wall and approached him...

"Come with me." She said in a rather soft tone, while doing her best to try to keep her usual cold mask on her face. Harry thought about what he should do for a moment, but then decided to see what his friend wanted, so, with a shrug, he followed the girl... Draconica led him into one of the unused classrooms, where it was highly unlikely that they will be disturbed even without all of those warding charms the blond girl had cast, once they were there.

"So... What did you need?" The green-eyed wizard asked, while glancing at the door, thus missing Draconica loosening the top part of her robes to nearly indecent level.

"Potter... Harry..." It was rare for the blond witch to call him by his first name, and now that she was using such a pleading tone, Harry couldn't help but feel himself intimate with her. And seeing her like she was, sitting on a desk in such a way that, even though she was still more or less fully clothed, it still left little to his imagination, only made that feeling stronger. Along with causing him to get a hard on. "Please..." She whispered, while also finally dropping her mask, allowing herself to blush. If she was incredibly cute before, now she became all but irresistible for the certain green-eyed wizard. "Please, take me." As she said that, Draconica ran her hand from her upper chest and down to her lower stomach.

"B-But..." The young Potter (now imitating a tomato with his blush) stuttered back, barely fighting away a desire to do just what the girl in front of him was asking. "What about your contract. Or what about..." Somehow, in a blink of an eye, the blond witch was in front of him, her index finger gently pressed against his lips as she silently told him not to say anything more.

"Don't worry, I won't breach my contract, and..." She made a very short pause. "Don't worry about anything else. It's just us there... So, please..." Harry could feel any and all of his defenses that still kept him from doing it with the beauty in front of him vanishing, and not even thoughts about Katie could do much to change this. Maybe he indeed saw 'Nica as a more worthy mate... "Please, Harry..." Draconica repeated, while looking into his eyes with her mesmerizing metallic-blue orbs as her hand moved on where his erection was hiding (poorly) in his trousers.

"O-Okay..." The young lord Potter replied with a sigh as he silently prayed that he will be forgive for what he was about to do.

'Nica smiled at him and did her best to quickly undo his pants. Which the blond witch managed only on her fourth try... And after pulling them and his boxers down, the Slytherin girl finally saw his member. It was not that big now – though still quite sizable for someone who had just entered his teens – but it was big enough for Draconica, especially with what she had in her mind for the 'night'...

Once she was done with his pants, the blond witch loosened the lower part of her robes to the point where they just slid off her frame onto the floor, revealing her legs and hips in all of their beauty. Moments later 'Nica's panties – actually quite plain ones – joined the robes on the floor, while the blond girl herself turned around and, after a quick spell cast towards her crotch, likely one to put some lubricant into her hole(s), bent over the desk, presenting her rear to the one she loved and desired.

Like most boys of his age, Harry had had dreamed that involved scantly clad or naked girls doing naughty things with him – it was normal, after all – but now that he was moments away from turning one of those dreams into reality, and with one of the hottest witches of Hogwarts to boot, he couldn't help but feel anxious. What if screws up? Or, what it...

"Harry..." Draconica called him, while wiggling her ass once to beacon him. This seemed to dispel his worries, as he approached her and prepared to aim to her pussy, which, he could see, was glistening in the dim light of torches with some of her juices – while no expert in sex by any means, Harry knew for the book he had read that this was a sign that the girl wanted it... He was surprised, though, when 'Nica slipped one of her hands down there to cover her snatch. "Not there, Harry." She said softly, confusing the green-eyed boy. "I need this virginity." She added in a whisper a second later.

"B-But..." Harry stammered out. Surely, she didn't mean that she wanted him to take her that way? But she did, as she used her other hand to cup her ass-cheek, giving him a better view of her clean pinkish rosebud. "But that..."

"It's OK, really." The blond witch reassured him. "I wouldn't do this unprepared, and I surely wouldn't do this if I wasn't sure that we will like it... So, go ahead, take me there." Still not completely sure that this was what he should be doing, Harry did as 'Nica asked him. Gently pressing the tip of his cock to her anus, he began to slowly enter her ass. It was hot and very tight, but thanks to the magical lube, he could slide in without much problem. And despite its strangeness, the feeling was so pleasurable that the young Potter almost came from just sheathing himself in 'Nica's ass... And it might be that the blond witch was a perv as, judging by the moans she made, she was enjoying having him take her this way...

Still, Harry wasn't trusting himself not to cum right away if he started moving again, so he kept himself still for the next couple of minutes. And Draconica, while not exactly liking the lack of action, could understand him as he hoped to give her an orgasm as well, so she didn't urge him to go and pound into her. Instead, the Slytherin witch busied herself with playing with her pussy for the time being.

A couple of minutes later the green-eyed wizard finally decided that should be able to last long enough so that they both will reach their climaxes from the act, and so he began moving his cock out of her so very slowly, till a little more than a tip remained in. Then, just as slowly, he began pushing it back into 'Nica's ass. But no matter how snail-paced this movements were, they were still bringing a lot of pleasure to the both young teens, as their moans resounded through the empty classroom...

Even if he had lasted for quite long, considering that this was his first time having real sex, Harry still came first, shooting his load into her incredible ass. And not wanting to leave Draconica without an orgasm of her own, especially since she seemed to be so close, he kept going, despite his body protesting against that. And those several thrusts that he did were enough to bring the blond witch over the edge.

Harry, having pulled out of her, did a step back, before falling onto a chair there, while pulling 'Nica into sitting in his lap. The blond girl shifted into sitting sideways to get more comfortable, before snuggling into his chest with a content sigh.

"Hold me please, Harry." She asked, and the young Potter complied, wrapping his arms around her.

Draconica wasn't sure for how long they've been like this – she just felt so comfortable in Harry's lap and in his arms – but she was quite sure that it was about time they headed back to their houses' common rooms, unless they wanted to be punished for being out there after the curfew. Discretely pulling her wand from the top part of the robes (which still were on her), the blond witch cast a quick Tempus charm, which confirmed it: they had only about twenty minutes left.

"Mm... Harry." She said quietly, while turning to look into his eyes, which he just opened due to her stirring. "I think we should part now, it's almost time for the curfew." He made a sound of not being happy to let her go – for some reason she just felt so right in his arms; that is not to say that he didn't enjoy cuddling with Katie, it just didn't feel the same...

He too could tell that it was rather late now, so, grudgingly, he let 'Nica out of his embrace and, after using a cleaning charm to remove the results of their very recent activities from his body, put his boxers and his pants back on. Meanwhile, Draconica too was getting dressed. For a brief moment she considered doing another naughty thing and gift Harry with her panties, but she quickly decided against it as she didn't want to get him into trouble... Still, she didn't put them on, putting them into her robes' pocket instead. And giving him a peck on his cheek – he was still there, too caught in the show she had unintentionally put on for him – she undid the locking charms on the door and left the classroom, while he was still catching up with the reality...

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