A World for Witches
Chapter 16 – The Goodbye Train
As always there was a mix of excitement and sadness as the Hogwarts students boarded the gleaming steam train that was to take them back down to London. It was a long summer holiday, time to see their families again, but it also meant saying goodbye to a place full of their friends, full of magic, and to many a second-home, if not a first.
Harry was feeling mostly sadness as he sat down in a carriage with Ron and Hermione.
"It's been a bit of a weird year," Hermione noted. The boys could only agree.
"You missed a lot of it."
"You noticed did you?" Hermione arched an eyebrow at Ron's more-than-obvious observation. "However, did you get your homework down?"
"I did most of it next to you," Ron blushed. He had occupied his many hours sitting optimistically next to the frozen Hermione by doing his homework, mostly just for her. It is what he had guessed she would have wanted him to do.
"That's oddly sweet," Hermione said, her cheeks taking on a pink hue. Harry smiled at the way his friends were acting. It was not quite flirting, but he had noticed a slight tension between them since Hermione had awoken from her long sleep.
"I need to go and see Angelina," Harry said as way of excuse to leave the carriage, just as the train started with a lurch.
"Well, erm I'm glad you're feeling better," Ron said to Hermione. He had felt awkward around her since the initial elation at her return had worn off. When she had been Petrified, he had realized that his feelings for her may be deeper than he had thought. This was a realization that made him nauseous and nervous, hence the slightly awkward behaviour around her, exacerbated when they were alone.
"Thank you, Ron," Hermione replied. Ron had been acting strange but she had no idea as to why. The behavior of boys had always baffled her, so she simply shrugged it off. "I need to go too, your sister wanted to see me," she said as she too got up and left the carriage.
Ron sighed once Hermione closed the sliding door behind her. "Morgana, please," he gave a quick prayer to the heavens.
"Well this one is unoccupied," Lavender giggled as her and Parvati opened the door Hermione had just slid closed. "Well, almost."
"May we?" Parvati asked as she sat down. It was hardly a question.
"Of course," Ron replied instantly. It seemed his prayers had somewhat been answered, just not quite how he had intended.
"So Ron," Parvati started. "Which one of us would you like to use your mouth on first?"
But he would hardly be complaining to Morgana anytime soon.
Ginny tapped her foot on the floor of the train carriage as she waited. She had invited the three victims of the Basilisk, of Riddle, of her, to the carriage. In classic Witching World fashion, she felt it necessary to repay the debt in some way, and naturally her body was the obvious form with which to pay.
"So what's this about?" Demelza asked as she arrived and took a seat opposite her roommate.
"It'll be easier to explain when the others get here."
"Others?"
Ginny just nodded in response. She was running through a speech in her mind. But the words were reluctant to form.
"Er hi," Hannah Abbot greeted the two girls in the train carriage as she arrived. Demelza now connected the dots, given she only had one thing in common with the second entrant.
"Ginny if this is some apology for what Riddle made you do, then I don't need to hear it. I know it wasn't you, I don't blame you," Demelza said, going to leave her seat.
"Please don't go," Ginny grabbed Demelza by the arm and stopped her from getting up. "I just need to do this, for me. Please," she said to the girl, and to Hannah as well.
"I feel the same as Demelza," Hannah said. "It wasn't your fault."
"But it feels like it," Ginny said. "And I need some sort of way of making amends, not that that's possible, or you even believe I need to. But I need to for my own mind. Maybe this way some of the guilt I'm feeling might go away."
"You shouldn't be feeling any guilt," Demelza placed a hand on Ginny's knee.
"You really shouldn't, Ginny," Hermione said as she closed the carriage door behind her. She had instantly figured out what was happening, it was hardly difficult. "There's no need for some grand speech, it wasn't you."
"But it was me."
"It was your body, but not your mind. And the mind is what matters. If the train stops suddenly and I fall forward and step on your foot, would you be angry at me?"
"No," Ginny said.
"But it was my body."
"But it wasn't your fault," Ginny argued and then immediately realized the parallels with her own argument. "But maybe you'd still offer me something, to make up for my foot?"
"But would you insist on it?"
"No," Ginny shook her head. "But would you?"
"I might do," Hermione smiled. She knew where this was going.
"Well I'm not accepting money," Demelza announced.
"I don't think it's money she's offering," Hannah snickered.
"Then what… oh," the girl said as she penny dropped.
"You don't have to do this," Hermione reiterated. "We don't blame you, it's not your fault."
"But I want to," Ginny said, leaning back on the train seat and hiking up her skirt. She revealed to the captivated audience the fact that she was not in fact wearing any underwear, ostensibly for that very moment.
Her cock lay soft against her stomach, and her tight hole winked invitingly at the gathered trio. Hermione sat down next to Ginny and turned her head to face her. "It's not your fault," she said as she kissed the girl on the lips. Their kiss was gentle, a conveying of meaning between the two. A need for some sort of closure, and an acceptance.
Meanwhile Demelza and Hannah had both stripped off their bottom halves, thus revealing their hardening cocks. "How about you get her hole ready for you," Hermione suggested to Demelza.
"Am I going first?" she asked giddily.
"Smallest first," Hermione giggled.
Demelza did not even mind the jab, she was just excited to fuck her roommate's ass. She got to her knees and began to earnestly lick Ginny's tight hole. Ginny moaned as Hermione broke their kiss apart, and stood up next to Hannah. She dropped her own skirt and panties and stepped out from them. She frotted her and Hannah's cocks, spitting on them and then rubbing them against each other between her hand.
The young Gryffindor was soon satisfied with Ginny's lubrication and stood up, spitting on her own dick and rubbing in the saliva. She crouched back down, bending at the knees, to line herself up with Ginny's waiting hole. "Please fuck me," Ginny pleaded.
Demelza needed no more words and slipped the tip of her cock into Ginny's hole. Both girls gasped as the first inch entered the tight tunnel. "Ohhhh, it feels so good," Demelza groaned as she fucked her first Witch ass. It did not feel different to wizard ass, but the different dynamics made a change. This was far more equal, she was not explicitly the 'top' in the way she was with wizards, she instead simply happened to be the active one in the scenario in that moment. There was a intimacy that this naturally brought. Demelza leaned forward and kissed Ginny as her hips thrust her cock forward, her arms wrapped around the girl's head. Her balls were soon resting against Ginny's ass, her cock as deep in as it would go.
Hannah and Hermione kissed and jerked each other's dicks as they watched the hot entanglement between the first year Gryffindors. Demelza humped eagerly at Ginny's ass, moaning and groaning loudly. Her stamina had not yet developed, as became obvious when Hermione reached forward with one hand and stroked the girl's hairless balls. "Oh Morganaaaaaa!" she cried out at the new additional sensation in her sensitive balls. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum Ginnyyyyyyyy!" she let out one last high-pitched cry as she collapsed forward against Ginny's body, her cock pumping her load into the redhead.
"Seems you have a great ass!" Hermione laughed, as Demelza slowly revived herself from her orgasmic stupor.
"She really does," Demelza readily agreed. "I couldn't help it," she said with a satisfied smile plastered on her face, a dribble of cum following her cock out of Ginny's hole.
"Why don't you give Ginny your cock to clean," Hermione suggested to the younger girl.
"Good idea!" she exclaimed as she knelt on the seat and offered up her softening dick to her housemate, who is more than happy to take it into her mouth and suck it clean.
"You first," Hermione gestured for Hannah to fuck Ginny's hole next. The blonde thanked Hermione and got into a similar position to Demelza. But instead of leaning forward, she gripped Ginny by the legs and stayed straighter up. She thrust her bigger cock in with a similar groan to Demelza, Ginny's was muffled by the cum-stained cock in her mouth.
Hermione watched the sight of Witchly love with a smile, slowly jerking her own phallus, patiently waiting her turn in the queue. She did not have to wait too long, Hannah lasting only about a minute longer than Demelza before her. She was overwhelmed by both Ginny's tight tunnel and the warm, creamy mess that had been left behind.
Hannah vacated Ginny's hole, leaving an even sloppier mess behind, and copied Demelza, but on the other side of Ginny. Hermione quickly followed in behind and pushed Ginny's legs all the way back, her knees to her shoulders, giving her even better access to the girl's asshole. She thrust her cock in, quickly advancing deeper until she was balls deep. "Oh that's so good," Hermione now understood the general lack of control from the other two.
The two girls either side of Ginny sat back down, freeing up Ginny's hands to wrap around the back of her knees and keep herself in the folded position that she had been put in. "I can tell you're close," Hermione said to Ginny, beginning to stroke the younger girl's hard dick with one hand.
"Oh, ohhh!" Ginny yawled as the largest cock yet moved in and out of her.
"Fuuuck!" Hermione exclaimed in agreement with Ginny. The girl's ass felt incredible around her dick, and she could feel her tightening as her own orgasm neared.
"Oh, Morgana! Please, Hermione! I'm gonna cum, I'm going to…" Ginny's body shook, including her asshole, as cum rocketed out of her cock and all over her stomach and Hermione's jerking hand.
Hermione struggled to keep a hold of her herself as Ginny's ass tightened, violently choking her cock in a deeply pleasurable way. "That's it, on your knees," Hermione pulled Ginny by the ankles, pulling her feet back to the floor and then helping her the rest of the way down. She was still in somewhat of an orgasmic haze, but she settled on her knees on the carriage floor and instinctively opened her mouth.
Hermione thrust in and gripped Ginny's red hair, pumping in and out of her mouth. The fact that her cock had just been balls deep in this sweet girl's ass turned Hermione on even more. And looking down into Ginny's big brown eyes, is what finished her off. "Oh, Ginnyyyyy!" Hermione cried as she stopped thrusting, her cock about hallway into Ginny's mouth, depositing her load straight onto the girl's tongue as it lapped at the sensitive underside of her head. "That was so goooood," Hermione groaned, some tremors still shooting down her legs.
"That looked super-hot!" Demelza exclaimed.
"Yeah," Hannah agreed. "Almost made me want to go again."
"I think Ginny is quite done," Hermione smirked, as the dazed girl just about managed to re-seat herself on the train carriage. "There was no need for it, Ginny. But it was lovely."
"I know," Ginny said. "But now I feel a little bit better."
"I guess it was worth it then."
"The curative power of a good fuck," Hermione laughed.
That power was being tested all along the train.
Harry meandered slowly through the people in the corridor to find the carriage he was looking for. Many compartments were being readily used for a final 'goodbye fuck'. The train was alive with hormones and the smell of sex.
Passing by the sweets trolley, Harry glanced into the nearest compartment to see the Trolley Lady being roughly Witchhandled by several Slytherin Witches, led by Violet Flynt, who was obviously using her last train ride to get one last trolley lady fuck in. The thickset Quidditch Captain was slamming into the much older woman's hairy pussy, causing her to explode with orgasm and squirt all over the floor, much to the amusement of the lined up Slytherin Witches. Harry shivered, his cock hardening at the thought of being passed around by the well-endowed Witches.
Eventually he found the compartment he was searching for. "Harry!" Alicia greeted him as he slid the door open.
Angelina looked up with a big smile on her face as Harry entered the compartment. Her feelings for him had deepened significantly over the past year, and she would really miss him over the summer. Not to mention how he was treated over the summer also bothered her greatly, as she had made known to McGonagall earlier in the year.
"I don't think Harrikins is here to say goodbye to use, Georgie."
"You'd almost think it was Angelina who stole her father's car to save him from prison in the middle of the night!"
"Who was it then, George? Oh yeah, it was us!"
"Shut it you two," Alicia scolded the twins. "I hope you have a good summer, Harry," she said as she stood up. "Let's go and make sure Lee Jordan is not causing any trouble," she said to the twins, who grumbled until she shot them a deadly glare.
"Thank you," Angelina mouthed at her friend.
"You owe me," Alicia mouthed back, turning and kissing Harry saucily on the cheek, leaving the boy red-faced and mute.
"Have fun," the twins said in a sing-song voice as they followed Alicia out of the compartment.
"Come here," Angelina said, with her arms outstretched once they were alone.
Harry leapt onto her lap and kissed her hard. "I just wanted to say goodbye! I'm going to miss you!"
"I'm going to miss you too," Angelina said, holding Harry by the ass and kissing him back.
"What are you going to miss most?" Harry whispered into Angelina's ear as they broke apart, causing her body to freeze with pure desire. He was flirting with fire and he knew it.
"Definitely those lips," Angelina said, kissing his soft lips for good measure. "And this body," she matched his whispery tone, running her hands underneath his robes, groping his body. "And seeing this little thing flopping uselessly as I ruin you," she squeezed his hard penis, causing him to wince. "But most of all, I'll miss seeing the submission and lust in those emerald eyes as I slide my big black cock into your little asshole," she almost growled the last part, making Harry's stomach do somersaults.
"One last time, please, Captain," Harry pleaded into Angelina's ear, the two of them now very flustered. There was no way, from the moment Harry stepped foot into the compartment, that he would not leave without having Angelina's dick in both of his holes.
She pushed him off her to the side and hastily slid down her skirt and boxers, kicking them dramatically off of her legs. Her erect staff popped up and she stroked it a couple times as Harry knelt over her lap from the side and slid his lips down the first few inches. "Ohh, Harry," she moaned as Harry's mouth instantly began to work its magic.
Given he was perpendicular to her, Angelina stretched out one arm and yanked his trousers down to below his ass, revealing that he had chosen to wear lacy panties that morning. "You naughty slut," Angelina growled at the sight of his ass decorated by the pretty panties. She slid them to one side and idly began to finger his hole, as she used her other hand to push his head up and down her shaft.
Harry eagerly worked the shaft in his mouth, making sure to make the blowjob as sloppy as possible, knowing where it was going next. He wiggled his ass teasingly as Angelina fingered it, smirking around the black dick as Angelina growled lustfully. Ron had come up with the idea as a last-day-surprise, his mother had insisted he pack some for the sake of the Witches of Hogwarts, wizards in lacy underwear was apparently a particular Witchly fantasy, so the two of them had put them on under their regular school trousers. And it was clearly having an effect.
Angelina could hardly tear her eyes from the hot sight and she wanted nothing more than to have her cock stuffed deep in the pantied ass. She forced his mouth down to her balls and kept him there, drooling and dribbling all over her shaft, making her more than ready to ream him.
She finally let him up and then helped manoeuvre his body into position as he was still trying to regain his breath from having ten inches of cock in this throat. Harry settled into a position in her lap, sliding his hole down her sloppy pole, with a satisfied moan. He loved that initial feeling of penetration as he felt fuller and fuller. "Ohhh, how are you still so tight?"
"I'm made for your cock," Harry giggled as he came to a rest, his ass touching Angelina's thighs.
"Fucking feels like it!" Angelina exclaimed, her hands on the globes of his ass cheeks as he began to rise and fall in her lap. She could not help but let out groans of pleasure as her shaft was squeezed and massaged by his anal passage. Her cock gave a little spasm in his ass when she looked between their bodies and saw just the very tip of his penis sticking out from his panties, highlighting quite how cute his little penis was.
Harry held onto the top of the seat and used that to help pull himself up and down on Angelina's shaft. "Your cock feels so good, Captain!" Harry cried out, as his ass was constantly carved in two in the most blissful fashion.
"Keep riding me… such a good boy," Angelina said, peppering his neck and shoulders in kisses and bites as he rode her.
"Oh, Captain! I'm gonna cum!" Harry squealed as Angelina tightly squeezed his ass cheeks.
"Cum on my dick! Cum on my big black cock like a little wizard slut!"
Harry ground his ass down on Angelina's cock, grinding his hips in a circular motion, so her cock hit every inch of his walls, pushing on his sensitive button and making his cock explode with semen. "Ahhhhhhh!" Harry cried out as he came.
Angelina could only throw her head back and just about keep herself from cumming alongside him as her cock was so tightly squeezed by Harry's spasming asshole. "I need to do the fucking!" she declared, pushing Harry off of her lap, and her dick. He was now along the seat, one leg on the floor keeping most of his body on the cushioned seat, his cock still dribbling a bit of cum. Angelina quickly got behind him, one foot up on the seat, opening up her body to allow her cock to slide straight back into Harry's hole. She held him with one hand by the hips, and with the other by the panties. She scrunched up the waistband and used it as leverage to thrust herself in and out of his slutty asshole.
"Please fuck me hard, Captain! Use me!" Harry cried out.
"Whose hole is this? Who owns your body?"
"You do Captain, you do!" Harry cried out, his cock flopping wildly beneath his body.
Angelina slammed in and out of the boy, her heavy black balls slapping against Harry's with every forward thrust. She loved fucking this boy, his hole, his body, his adorable face and messy hair, she loved all of it. From where she was slamming into him from behind, she could see his cute face scrunched up in pleasure as her cock plundered the depths of his asshole.
"I'm gonna cum again, Captain! Oh, Morgana!" Harry squealed again as a second orgasm ripped through his body, his flapping penis dribbling out a second load of cum, all over the floor.
"Oh fuck!" Angelina had not been expecting the sudden squeeze on her cock and had to bury herself deep in Harry and hold herself there to avoid cumming herself for the second time, which she just about managed. "I need to look at that face," she said, as she picked Harry up with ease, and dropped him back onto the seat, pushing his legs out wide so she could rest her head against his as she thrust back into him. "You feel so good," she said breathily, their faces now mere inches apart.
"You're gonna make me cum again," Harry warned, still reeling from his second orgasm.
"Morgana, how much I wish I could breed you right now," Angelina said, making Harry shiver in pleasure. "Imagine your tummy swelling with my child."
"Oh fuck!" Harry cried out, wrapping his legs around Angelina, as if to keep her inside him, to make sure she kept her word.
"You want my load inside your slutty boipussy!"
"Please, Angie! Please breed me!" Harry cried out.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Angelina roared at Harry's plea. Every muscle in her body completely froze, the breath was knocked from her lungs, she could simply passively experience the immense pleasure that tore through every part of her body, from nerve ending to nerve ending. Her cock pumped a massive load deep into Harry's bowels, but she was completely frozen in pleasure, as Harry too came, now his third orgasm, imagining that Angelina was making him pregnant with the cum being pumped into his stomach. "Oh Morgana's heaving breasts," Angelina groaned as the tsunami of bliss slowly became the gentle lapping of high tide. "That was incredible!"
"You made me cum three times," Harry agreed.
"I think my orgasm was worth about three," Angelina laughed, pulling her sticky cock out of Harry's hole.
"It was a lot of cum," Harry agreed, having felt a stream of hot liquid be pumped into him.
"Where's your plug gone," Angelina scrabbled around on the seat until she found it, and slipped straight back into Harry's leaking hole. "What a way to welcome in the holidays."
"It just made me miss you more," Harry admitted, lying his head in Angelina's lap, who had now sat back down on the seat.
"I know, baby," Angelina said soothingly, as she gently stroked his head. "But it'll be over before you know it. And they won't treat you badly this summer, I'll make sure of that."
Harry and Hermione's presence in the compartment had quickly been replaced by Lavender and Parvati, the latter of whom had very quickly got down to business.
"Which one of us are you going to use that mouth on first?" she had asked, though it was not exactly a question. She was the answer, and she knew it.
Ron had very quickly got to polishing her knob, taking her entire length into his mouth with ease and some skill. Given the frequency with which he practiced them, Ron was now rather talented at blwojobs, as Parvati's loud moans and exclamations were evidence of.
"I think Lavender could use some attention," Parvati said casually, masking the fact that he had almost made her cum already. Her roommate and closest friend had her legs splayed apart, feet on the edge of the seat upon which her ass was sat, her pussy sodden from the voyeurism enflamed self-play she had been undertaking.
Ron attacked Lavender's pink pussy with the same gusto with which he had serviced Parvati's darker phallus. He performed cunnilingus less frequently than felatio, and thus was not quite as talented. However, Lavender could not contain any secrets, nevermind those of her body and pleasure, thusly Ron could ascertain what felt good for her by her vocalising. His tongue lapped at her hole, her lips, but mostly at her clit, which naturally received the loudest response from Lavender.
Once she had calmed down sufficiently, Parvati could not help but get back involved. With the way in which Ron was on his hands and knees, she felt it would be impertinent to not take advantage of his raised ass. Standing behind him, she tugged on his trousers and cooed at the great surprise hidden within. "Someone knew they were getting fucked today!" she giddily clapped her hands together as she admitted the lace underwear.
"What is it?" Lavender asked.
"Lovely, lacy panties!" Parvati squealed, moving them slightly aside so she could pull his plug from his ass and thus dip her cock in his asshole. She spat on his hole and rubbed it in with her thumb, but the plug had done most of the work in readying him, not to mention covering her own cock in his saliva just minutes earlier.
Bending at the knees, Parvati lowered herself to the height of his ready hole and slipped herself in. "Uggghh," she groaned as she experienced his other hole. The tight walls of his ass gripped her dick as she pushed it further in. Her size was little challenge to Ron, but felt great for the both of them nonetheless.
Ron struggled at first to concentrate on the task in front of him when he was being so passionately reamed from behind, but soon enough he managed to get the hang of lapping his tongue efficiently as he was simultaneously fucked. Parvati's brown cock repeatedly pummelled into his ass, pressing the sensitive parts of his tight walls pleasantly, making his own cock harden beneath his body. And the sweet taste of Lavender's juices helped too, as they gushed all over his chin.
"Oh, Ronald, Ronald!" Lavender cried, clutching at his red hair as his tongue drover her closer and closer to orgasm. "Oh, Morgana's magical dick!" she squealed as her legs clamped shut around Ron's head, trapping him in place, as she came all over him. Ron's face was soon covered in Lavender's juices, not that he minded.
And pretty quickly after he would be full of another kind of juice as Parvati, inspired by the glorious sight of her roommate orgasming, the tightness of Ron's ass, but the plumpness of his cheeks, blasted two balls worth of cum deep into Ron, unleashing a torrent of semen five inches into his asshole.
Lavender released Ron's face from between her surprisingly strong legs and fell back against the seat with a sigh, as Parvati stumbled backwards into the opposite one, her cock dangling between her legs.
"Well that was a good start," Parvati snickered.
"Start?" Ron questioned, looking over his shoulder at the beautiful Indian girl.
"Oh yeah, that was just the beginning. This train journey isn't even close to finished, and nor are we!"
Ron's asshole winked in excitement and his cock let out a dribble of pre-cum. This was travelling in style.
"Oh Morgana, oh baby! How does your mouth feel so good?" Angelina could not help but cry out as Harry worshipped her length.
She had told him very confidently exactly what she was going to tell the Dursley's once they got to King's Cross Station, so that he would have a far more enjoyable summer this year. And Harry, overwhelmed by the affection that he had so rarely had growing up, showed her how much that meant to him in the way he could most accurately reflect his inner feelings of gratitude, by sucking her cock.
He slobbered all over her length, using just his mouth to work her entire length, treating it with the reverence that he felt it deserved. He did not forget about her balls or ass either, requesting she lift her long, muscular legs, so he could better access both. With all his efforts he very quickly had her on the edge of another glorious orgasm.
"Oh, Harry! Yes! Please! I'm gonna, I'm gonna fuuucking…!" she never got to finish her sentence as she flooded Harry's mouth with more semen and her body spasmed dramatically in absolute bliss.
Harry swallowed every last drop of her delicious load, savouring all of it, licking his lips in delight at the treat. He wished he could take a potion that would allow him to just live on the cum of Witches, specifically Angelina's. It was by far his favourite food item.
"You special boy," Angelina leant down and pulled Harry up with a yelp, so she could hold him tight in her lap. "Never change, Harry," she told him, peppering him with kisses and leaving him pink-faced and very flustered. "Make sure you wait for at the Platform, yeah."
"Yes, Captain," he nodded. He disliked conflict, but there was no way he would not do as Angelina asked in this circumstance, or most circumstances really. And he really could do with a more pleasant summer at 4 Privet Drive. It was a small part of the year, but it felt like an age.
"Well let's get to our friends, I could do with one final dose of Weasley ass," Angelina laughed. "But I'll see you when we get to London."
"Yes, Angelina," Harry nodded as she kissed him. "I promise."
Harry and Angelina went their separate ways down the train, and Harry returned to the compartment in which he had left Ron to find it was in chaos. At some point all of Parvati, Lavender and Ginny had turned up, and Hermione had returned too.
Ron was being aggressively spitroast on the floor between the cocks of Hermione (from behind) and Parvati, whilst Ginny was slamming into Lavender's pussy on the seat.
"Oh Harry, perfect," Hermione said as she glanced up at him.
Parvati pulled out of Ron's mouth the moment she realised there was a new set of holes to use. She stroked her well lubed cock whilst staring at Harry. What she wanted was obvious, but she left Harry to decide what position.
He simply mirrored Lavneder, sitting on the seat, trousers down, legs spread. "So you joined Ron in the slutty panties club, huh?"
"It was his idea!"
"You didn't protest!" Ron shot back.
"I love them," Parvati said as she pulled out his plug.
"We all do!" Hermione chorused.
"Wow who's been in here?" Parvati asked looking at the gaped, creamy mess that was Harry's ass.
"Angelina," Harry said simply.
"Of course," Parvati nodded, that explained a lot. "I can't quite compete with her for size yet."
"Don't worry, Mistress," Harry smiled. "It will still feel amazing for both of us." And it did. What Parvati may have lacked in length relative to the more mature Angelina, she made up for in spirit and speed, she jackhammered in and out of Harry's hole, until her stamina wore out and she exploded in him with several loud grunts.
Ginny quickly replaced Harry, thanking him all the time for his Chamber heroics. He told her that it was unnecessary but she still yelled out a thanks as she joined Parvati in nutting balls deep inside of his ass; it was almost comical.
And then Hermione took over, but by that point, Lavender had dragged his head down to eat out her cummy pussy. He made Lavender cum, her fourth of the train journey, and spray a mixture of her own juices and the cum that had previously been desposited in her pussy all over his face, just before Hermione let out a shout of delight as she too came in his ass.
It was nearing the end of the train journey and Ron and Harry had been plugged back up, but at Hermione's suggestion they were now sitting side by side as Lavender rode Ron to orgasm. He came quickly in her, sucking on her budding breasts as she bounced in her lap. And then came Harry's turn, he lasted even less time than his best friend, the warm and incredibly wet environment of Lavender's cunt proving to be far too much for Harry.
"Now that was an end-of-year celebration to get me through summer," Hermione said, as they all got dressed into more suitable attire than their underwear. Harry had to agree with that.
He left the train and collected his luggage before heading over to the Dursley's. He spotted them when he remembered about Angelina's instructions, and he paused his walk. But he need not have, for he was then accosted by Katie Bell who aggressively kissed him on the lips and told him to write to her, followed by Alicia Spinnet too. And then Parvati gave him one last goodbye, as did Lavender, and Ginny. And Hermione gave him a proper grope as their tongues clashed. By the time Angelina got to him, he was red-faced. But not as red-faced as the Dursley's who had been unable to turn their eyes from the 'improper' display in front of them.
"Ready?" Angelina asked.
Harry simply nodded.
Angelina strode forward confidently, with Harry trying to keep up with the long-legged Witch. "Er, this is Angelina," Harry said to the assembled Dursleys. "Angelina, this is my aunt and uncle, and cousin," he introduced the two groups.
"What on earth was that display of disgus-" Vernon did not even manage to finish his sentence before Angelina interrupted, towering over him by a few inches in height.
"Listen here, and listen closely because I'm only going to say this once. You have a boy under your care more special than all of you combined. So, you let him write to whoever he wants, you let Hedwig fly wherever she wants too," this was greeted by a loud hoot from the owl in question. "And if I don't receive any mail or hear about one little instance of mistreatment then I will personally come to your shitty little house," Petunia gasped at this. "And make you wish you had not been born. And trust me, I don't need magic to do that."
"Well I-I-I, well that is, well…" Vernon could only stammer incoherently in response. Dudley was slack-jawed in awe at the woman standing before them. He had never felt such presence in anyone before, especially not an incredibly beautiful woman.
She stepped to Petunia and leant to her ear. "Let me know when you want to get fucked by a real woman," she said quietly, but aggressively to the startled woman, grabbing her by the wrist and placing her hand on her soft cock. Even soft it was easily the biggest member that Petunia had ever felt. "You'd be a pretty good Beater if you flew," she said to Dudley as she turned away. "I'm sure there's something similar in your world." She turned to Harry. "Write to me, Harry," she said simply, kissing him passionately on the lips. "Enjoy your summer," she smiled at him and then strode off to her mother, suitcase behind her.
"Well shall we get going," Harry said, trying his best to hide his smirk.
This might just be the best summer yet.
A/N: So that's it, the end of Harry's second year in this wonderful world for Witches. I hope you all enjoyed it. Now it's time for me to concentrate on the second part of my main story THC and get it finished in a timely manner; though I make no promises.
Have a good weekend everyone ;)