It had been a hurried sprint back to your dormitory. Your hand stung ferociously from your bald lover's bite, and the tears in your eyes had made the return home quite the blur. An attempt to find comfort in rest was had in your soft pillows and plushies, but alas, heartbreak kept your mind abuzz.
The one whomst you love most (besides Hermione) had hurt you in such a terrible way. Only hours ago, you could have envisioned yourself living a long life with Harry and his brood. YOU HAVE NO DOUBT THAT little Y/N Jr. would have loved their father, but that was no longer a possibility. Your heart panged for reasons you couldn't quite identify; there were questions you needed answered.
Why is he acting like this? What could have possibly gone wrong? Why did the back of his head bite you the same way the early morning frost bites your bare-bottom?
Pondering these questions eventually led you to pacing back and forth around your dorm. You had to get out and catch some fresh air. A walk under the light of ye' full moon would do just the trick!
Jumping from the cobblestone frame in which your window was held, you gracefully floated down to the brick path leading towards the enchanted forest. Crows and creaks were all you could hear; surely, on this humid October night, there were things to fear in these trees. But you knew all was well; security was only a reach away as your lips were gripping your wand deep inside your wizard pajamas.
It would be suuuuch a shame if a hot werewolf would jump from the bushes and teach you how to ride a motorcycle. ALAS, this was not like your corny romance novels you had surreptitiously read during your early teen yeaers. Maybe this walk could clear your mind from the troubles that terrible bath had caused in your psyche. This is how you have always dealt with your problems, a good walk in the woods directly after a cleanse. That wasn't the reason why you usually stunk though; all the stresses of school had their impact!
*Sniff sniff*
A strange, yet familiar scent permeates your noise. You began to levitate as if you were on a broom. The woods are scary! You shivered and found yourself being led towards the stream of sanctimonious and sanguine smells.
"~AIOOGOOOGOORAAAAAAAA-eek!' YOU HEARD
Hagrid…? It was an unmistakably familiar sound, and with a roar that loud, you knew you must be close to the source. But it did not seem like it came from the direction of his hutt. This area of the woods was stickier–good thing you're floating or else your demonias wold be RUINED.
Your floating feet were tickled by the soft caress of the pineland's supple weeds. It brought a giggle from your belly. A big hearty giggle escaped, hehe. It was hard not to enjoy the moment, the beauty of nature truly glistened in these early morning hours amidst the dew and doe. Your peace was interuppted when a giant black figure crossed your peripheral.
oh my go.d. A HUGE SPIDER. Hagrid did call you an Acromantula when you copulated in front of the 9 ¾ station. Do you have arachnophobia? You were too scared to even ponder that thought. Like the silly goose you are, you follow the ginormous soider towards what appears to be its web. Tied to the silky core was a robust giant you knew dearly as Hgurd. It seemed he was tangled in a terribly uncouth position. You stayed crouched behind a boulder. The spide had apparently brought on its back an average looking boy.
Hagrid spoke up suddenly, his massive mouth was nearly all you could focus on despite the situation at hand.
"The Longbotom boy? You kant keep doing this ya shrewd spieder. Return this boy and return to your slumbah!"
You took a moment to dedicate the entirety of your existence to focusing on the slobber and spittle that emerged from Hagrid as he roared his every fiber into his could see beneath his shrek-like tunic that his muscles ripped with every movement of his throat. Such a strong specimen. You could only imagine the herculean mother who had sculpted him within her stummy. You must meet her one of these days.
Yuo had no idea how he was communicating with this creature as it spoke clicks in return. Maybe it was morse, but you never joined any scouting organizations in your youth to find out. Your auntie Tunila had always warned you the day would come where there would be a knot you could not defeat due to your club absence, it had yet to happen. (YEAR 4 WEREWOLF SEX?)
From a nearby boulder, past the big spider, a storm of eight crawly creatures crawled towards you! The spider must have smelled your stresses and summoned its brood. The tiny spiders placed themselves beneath you and lifted you even further away from the forest-floor, you found yourself afloat a mass of wiggling hairs, hehe! The joy of the ride dissipated when you were dropped in front of Hagrid and his captor.
"Y'N! Wa're you doing her'? What's goigjn on Aradog?" Hagrid boomed and asked of the spider-beast.
This was no time for words. You knew what you had to do, and thank the gods this stupid spider had forgoten to shoot her webs across your wrists. You quickly disregarded whatever Hagrid was on about and reached deep into your wizard pajamaes, but to your dismay, the cold-steel of your wand was missing.
"Looking for this?" Aradog teased as she dangled the glistening rod in front of your face. You tried to grab it, but the spider was far too quick because of its senses !
YOu knew what you had to do. Unbeknownst to everyone around you, you had dipped your smallest finger into your bottom-most hole while searching for the magical device. Channeling the chakra of the genital fluids you gathered, you could feel the magical essence deep within your reproductive organs flow to the outermost dermal layer as you began to radiate with pure energy.
The spider-dog-woman couldnt control the gasp that came from her gullet at the sight and smell of your girl-or-guy-grool. Your hands were already stinging from the potent magic acidity and chemicals from deep within your dirty genitals- but the pain would be oh so worth it when you finally dommed this spider whore. You were delighted at the thought of sticking yourself into Aradog, her eight legs would feel wonderful when they were gripping your back and begging for your seed.
There was a bang as the magical stick fell from the spiders sticky hands, a bird or frog made a squawk in the distance of the jungle-mountain-forest, but you had no care for the deceased. You were feeling truly alive for the first time since your last time with a woman, only days ago.
*Several hours of sex later*
You emerged from the spider-cavity a victor. No ordinary man or woman or person could claim to cock-down a spider as well as you have just done. This was certainly a memory to cherish for life. No hole you had yet explored had been quite as wet or webby as the pit you just pillaged. The spider lay on the rough patch of weeds beneath your feet, their eight eyes were closed in tranquil peace as they rested and recouped from the recent ravaging. You prodded their breast with your biggest toe to see if they would wake for a fleeting kiss goodbye, a statement of their love, but no luck. With a sigh you stepped away from the beast, it was time to deal with the beauty.
Hagrid gave you a sly thumbs up fron his position in the webs; poor little longbottom had passed out just a few minutes after the mating ritual began and had yet to wake from his slumber. Your belly roared with ferocity, so hungry you were. With a whip of your reclaimed wand you released Hagrud and Lonbotoom from their constrictions, their fall was accentuated by a paired thump.
It was time to go eat, a big boy had to fill his belly and could not skip breakfast. With another slight motion you apparitaed away to the dining hall. Your sudden emergence into the middle of the room was not unnoticed by your many friends and fans. A smile and wave for Hermione, a nod for Draco, a sneer for Ron… but no Harry? Strange…! Perhaps he was too embarrassed of his shiny new head to be dining in such a public setting. Your bottom stung just thinking about the barbaric bite that bald bit had done to you.
The candles and their slow dribbling drip reminded you of the way in which the spider had grooled on your dick only moments ago. With a wave and a clap you summoned the nearest house-elf and had your food delivered to your hands. Time to find a seat! Surely there would be some crazy event that would happen in the coming days and chapters!