Chapter 1 - An impossible dream.
Liam arrived early at King's Cross station. His dad insisted on driving him and dropping him off on his way to work at the postal office. That meant getting up before the sun even rose and the roads of London started filling up.
Thankfully the train was already on the platform as he went through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. Every compartment was empty, so he just picked one and waited.
As the morning went on, students started to arrive in spades. Liam looked out the window to see the nervous first-years clutching their parents as they said goodbye and boarded the train. He saw the loving reunions of friends who hadn't seen each other since the end of last school year and embraced each other with wide big smiles on their faces.
Looking in the other direction, Liam could see students walking by his compartment in the corridor. Most of them took a peak inside to see if it was free, but all decided to walk on as they spotted Liam, sitting by himself. Most people arrived in groups and wanted a compartment for themselves. You couldn't really blame them for that.
Even when his fellow six-years from Hufflepuff walked by, they at least decided to give him a smile and wave at him, before they walked on to find another compartment. It's not that he was unfriendly with them. He liked them well enough, and he didn't think that they had anything against him either, he just never became close with any of them.
They were a notably small year group when he started. They were only 9 in Hufflepuff in total from his year, 6 of them being boys and 3 of them girls. Not a lot of people were accepted to Hogwarts the year that he started, and a significant amount of them were placed in Gryffindor.
Liam got exhausted when he had to hang out with the other Hufflepuffies, and when he did, he always became a quiet muse in the company of the mostly social and extroverted students that he shared dormitories with. He wanted to be a part of the collective badly, but every time he started talking, he felt like he was being annoying, and whenever he kept his mouth shut, he felt like he was being awkward. So sometimes it was best just to stay in his bed, reading or studying.
The time struck 11 and the train started to move. Even though he got sad when people walked past the compartment without contemplating joining him, he also liked to just sit with himself and look out at the scenery on the way to Hogwarts.
About 30 minutes past of him just swimming in his own thoughts when the door to the compartment suddenly opened. Nathan Brooks had almost stumbled inside with a girl under his arm.
"Oh shit," he said as he noticed Liam by the window. "I thought this was empty".
Nathan was a tall and athletic 7-year with a muscular build that came from years of training on the Quidditch field. He was captain for the Gryffindor team and had been their seeker since year 3. He had dark skin and messy jet-black hair that always seemed to be slightly windswept, giving him a rugged and confident look.
"It's alright, Nathan, we'll find someplace else," the girl said as she gently caressed his stomach with her hand. She had barely acknowledged Liam's presence.
The girl's name was Elena Sinclair. She was a 7-year Gryffindor as well. She was the kind of girl that every guy in Hogwarts dreamt of getting, including Liam who had always gazed longingly at her every time he saw her in the Great Hall.
She had vibrant ruby hair that fell in loose waves around her shoulders, adding a touch of fiery elegance to her appearance. Her warm brown eyes oozed with curiosity and kindness, her playful smile with two sharp teeth in each side of her mouth always lit up a room and her cheek freckles added a sprinkle of whimsy to her face.
She was wearing silver circle earrings that dangled delicately, her makeup was a pink-grey smokey eye that added a touch of mystery to her gaze. And to top it all off, she was wearing a ruby tank-top that perfectly complemented her hair color. She was perfect in every way. An impossible dream.
She had been dating Nathan for years now, and everyone in the castle knew it. She was his, and he'd throw some nasty forbidden spells at you if you as much at looked at her the wrong way. She was part of the Quidditch team as well where she was a keeper – in more ways than one, Liam thought.
"No," Nathan said firmly and looked down on Elena who was a fair bit shorter than him. "I checked the entire train, everything's full."
Liam didn't say anything. He just looked perplexed at them.
Nathan turned his intense and intimidating eyes towards him and pointed at him with the utmost authority while Elena was still holding him tightly around his midriff.
"Your name is Liam, right?"
Liam just nodded.
"Is there any chance that you could move to another compartment?" Nathan asked but his tone made the question seem rhetorical. It was an order. "You see, Elena here has this fantasy of fucking on the Hogwarts Express."
Elena hid her head embarrassed in Nathan's chest and giggled.
"So could you maybe fuck off so we can have our fun in private?" Nathan stared at Liam intensely with a smug smirk that he often wore on his face, adding to his air of arrogance.
Liam quickly picked up his backpack and went past the couple to the corridor. He could feel the wind against his back as the door to the compartment got slammed shut behind him, and he could hear the sound of Elena giving a little shriek as Nathan had probably already picked her up and started snogging her.
Liam walked shamefully down the corridor to the compartment where the other students from his year in Hufflepuff were seated. He looked in the window and could see that they had somehow managed to fit all of them in. Ava Roberts sat on Ethan Thompsons lab. Liam didn't know that they were that close, but judging by the way she stroked his hair and the way his hand was firmly placed on her ass, Liam assumed that they had gotten together over the summer.
Ava and Lily, who sat opposite the pair of lovebirds, had both pretty much fucked every other boy in that compartment. Liam was pretty sure, they had even experimented on each other a bit.
The whole thing happened so fast during last year. Liam didn't know when it all changed. It seemed like every sexual innuendo and reference was all childish fun for a while, but all of a sudden everyone was having sex left and right during last school year. And they weren't secretive about it.
Similarly to how Nathan just kicked him out to fuck Liam's big crush right under his nose, the boys would often ask him to leave the dormitory for a small period as Lily or Ava or some of the other Hufflepuff girls – or even some from the other houses - were coming in with them to do God knows what under the covers.
All of this happened right in front of Liam without his involvement at all. This was one of the reasons he didn't like hanging around in the common room. The topic of conversation was always sex. Always.
Even though everyone were still young, he already felt inadequate. Even if some girl actually agreed to fuck him, he wouldn't know what to do. He would be a disappointment, and then maybe his sexual inadequacies would be the topic of conversation in the common room. So he never pursued it, and no one ever pursued him.
Emma Sullivan might be the only other Hufflepuff in his year who wasn't sexually active. But she didn't really seem to mind. She had always felt like she was a bit behind everyone when it came to maturity. She still cared deeply about the House Cup, even though pretty much everyone stopped giving a shit about that after year 3.
Liam caught the eye of Noah Davis, a tall and charming bloke with sandy blonde hair. He gave Liam an apologetic smile and shrugged, signaling that there was no room for him. No one was gonna let him sit on their lap to make him fit like Ava on Ethan's.
So he walked on, and ended up sitting in a compartment with three 2-years from Ravenclaw. He didn't say anything, he just went in a sat down, as he felt the eyes of the kids from year 2 following him. It was embarrassing to have to sit with students so much younger than him.
He thought about how Nathan was probably cumming all over Elena's beautiful face in his old compartment by now.
Growing up with a muggle father, Liam had knowledge of and access to internet-porn which a lot of the full-blood students barely knew existed. He once overheard Ethan talking about how he found a moving painting under his dad's bed which some depraved sole had once made and forced the poor people on the canvas to fuck for eternity so people like Ethan could spunk all over them. Liam was lucky in the sense that adult content was easier to find. So it wasn't like he didn't know how sex worked, but he was still not comfortable with it in the slightest.
His dad couldn't really give him council either. He was just as hopeless as Liam. The fact that he had ever had sex himself seemed far-fetched, yet Liam was indeed proof of that.
As far as Liam knew, his conception was the result of a drunken night out where his dad accidently had mistaken The Leaky Couldron for a regular pub. His mother had been so drunk herself, that she fell for his muggly charm, and when the dust cleared and they had to fight for custody, his mother couldn't prove that she was working for the ministry of magic without breaking the statute of secrecy. So the muggle judge deemed her delusional and unemployed and gave Liam over to his dad. Before he got the acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Liam only saw his mom every other weekend.
Nighttime had sneaked up on Liam, and they would soon arrive at Hogsmeade Station. They all went out on the platform. Liam noticed Elena holding hands with Nathan who had a big smirk on his face. Prick.
The horse-less carriages took them to the castle. Once again, Liam sat with a group of second-years who seemed to have eaten a bit too much candy from the trolley during their voyage from London.
The feast and the sorting ceremony went by as usual. Liam mostly sat and ate in silence, but Caleb Wilson from his year was kind enough to ask what he did during the summer. He hadn't really been doing much so he didn't have much to tell. Caleb had apparently hooked up with a Slytherin-girl named Isabella Avery.
"Those Slytherin girls are freaking man. She tied me to her bed while enchanted candles like these-" He pointed at the many candles above them that lit up the Great Hall "-dripped hot wax all over my stomach while she took my dick all the way down her throat. And her tits man, they are like two bowling balls strapped to her chest. I just want to burry my head in them all day, you know what I mean?"
Liam just smiled and nodded. Caleb would quickly get bored of talking to him and start chatting up Ava instead.
Liam overheard Lucas Martinez entertaining the people around him by telling a story of a muggle-girl that he met on a camping trip to Greece. He had apparently stolen some love potion from Professor Amara and slipped it into some chocolate that he offered the girl.
"She literally became obsessed with me. She went on and on about how horny and wet she was and how much she wanted me to cum in her and make her pregnant and shit. It was awesome."
Lily punched his arm but still kept a playful tone. "That's so unethical, you prick! You basically drugged that poor girl."
Liam knew that Lily was muggle-born so it made sense that she would react to Lucas' antics.
"Hey, she enjoyed herself! And I obliviated her afterwards, so all is good."
They argued back and forth for a bit while Liam started to lose interest in the conversation that just kept going in circles.
Liam was quick to go to bed when he had finished his dessert. He lay in the dormitories and closed his eyes. He thought of Elena. He had almost forgotten how pretty she was over the summer. Oh, he wanted her so fucking bad.
Then he remembered what Lucas had said about love potions. He fantasized about slipping just a little bit into her pumpkin juice and having her be all over him. He imagined her walking into his dormitory right now, asking him to take off her ropes and bite off her underwear.
Liam felt something rising in his underpants. He wrapped his hand around his dick and started stroking it slowly.
"I want you to lick my pussy, Liam. I'm so wet for you," Liam imagined Elena saying with her sweet voice.
He imagined her pussy being like a puddle as he opened her legs. Of course, he found her clit instantly and just by touching it, she started moaning her lungs out, telling him how Nathan never made her feel like that before.
As he was close to climaxing, his daydream was halted by Lucas who had just walked into the dormitory with Lily beside him. Their disagreement had apparently been resolved pretty quickly.
"Is Liam here?" Lily whispered to Lucas.
Liam immediately stopped wanking and lay perfectly still, hoping that the room was too dark for them to see his hard-on raising his duvet.
"He's always in here," Lucas whispered back with undertones of annoyance. "But he's probably sleeping so it's fine."
The next thirty minutes, Liam could hear the sounds of Ava and Lucas devouring each other with their mouths before Ava rode Lucas' brains out, the bed creaking with every thrust and their moans filling the quietness of the room.
Liam sighed, thinking about how ridiculous his thoughts of Elena were while he tried to abstract from the loud sex noises in the bed beside him.
He couldn't use love potion on Elena. Even if he managed to steal a flask from Professor Amara's storage, it was unethical and wrong, and if Nathan found out, he was as good as dead. Besides, he hadn't even mastered the memory charm like Lucas anyway so he couldn't make her forget that he drugged her, and then what? It was a stupid thought. He was stupid.