The red and black engine of the Hogwarts Express was shining, and the smocks blew out as the train was ready to take teens to the magical school of England.
Teens were running around with their friends, and boys and girls were saying their last goodbyes to their parents as they made their way to the train and found the compartment to sit in with their friends.
And among all them was Harry, who was making his own way to the train with Hermione by his side as Ron was being held back with his siblings by his mother, who was giving her own last-minute goodbyes and warnings to the twins, who were completely ignoring her.
Harry was more excited than ever before to go to the place where he first felt at home. He felt like a completely different person who was ready and eager to face what this year had in store for him.
He felt more confident, mature, and stronger going into this year, and his stature showed that as well. He has grown since the last time he saw his classmates. Gone was the average-height, thin, and shy boy; in place was a 6 feet 2 inches tall, well-built Harry Potter who had grown in his features and was standing out among the crowd.
Even his attire gained him more than one look back, as Harry was wearing the dragon hide jacket that was given to him as a birthday gift by Maria, and by the look the female crowd and even some males were giving him, Harry had to agree Maria was right; he did look cooler and hotter in the jacket.
Even Hermione hadn't been able to keep her hands off him since the morning when she saw him in the jacket; her eyes and hands kept going back to his biceps and chest, which were highlighted wonderfully by his fitted jacket.
It had been an interesting last couple of weeks of holidays for Harry and Hermione. After the World Cup final's night, the next morning they said their goodbyes to Maria, but not before having one more round of morning sex.
They then arrived at the burrow and were bombarded by everyone.
They had to explain what happened last night and how they had to spend the night with Maria to comfort her; fortunately, their lie was bought easily by everyone except Ginny, who had looked at them with an expression that screamed she knew what others didn't.
Harry also had to explain how he knew to apparate, for which he got an impressed look from Arthur, Bill, Charlie, and Ginny but a concerned reaction from Molly, who thought he shouldn't know to apparate since he was not yet old enough, and also a jealous look from Ron.
The last few weeks for Harry and Hermione have been full of fun. Being the randy teenagers that they were, they had tried many new things and kinks at many places. Harry also found out the true meaning of saying 'it's always the quiet ones' after finding out how kinky Hermione was.
Harry has found out how much Hermione loves to please him. Her attitude to please her teachers had turned into sex as well; she had given him a blowjob at least once a day just to hear him praise her, and during that, he also found out how much she liked to be called Good Girl.
But most of all, Hermione loved to be in a situation where they could be caught, and Harry realised it clearly when she gave him a hand job at the dinner table in front of all the Weasleys.
Harry was still thankful for Ginny, who had caught on to what was happening and had saved them when he had accidentally moaned too loudly. He obviously didn't let Hermione go easy for that and spanked her ass red that night.
The only problem and annoyance they had was Ron; fortunately, he was too oblivious and didn't know how Harry and Hermione had been fucking behind him, but he had started getting angry at both of them after seeing how close they had become in the last month.
It had become an annoyance for them and put a strain on their friendship. Harry had to hold Hermione back many times from fighting with Ron. He had realised that he was the only reason Hermione was ever friends with Ron.
He hoped that Ron would mature and stop acting like this; otherwise, their friendship might be over because if Ron ever made him choose between him and Hermione, Harry would always choose Hermione.
Harry came out of his thoughts as he and Hermione finally found a compartment. He put both of their trunks on the overhead seat, and they both sat down, with Hermione holding Harry's hand.
Just as the train started moving, Ron and Ginny arrived. Ron scowled at them, holding hands, while Ginny sat in the opposite seat by the window with a big exhale.
"Molly sure did take her time, huh?" Harry smirked.
Ginny huffed and rolled her eyes. "You know how she is always telling us what to do and not do when we board the train every single year! And if someone would just listen to her properly and not ogle other girls tits, she might have finished her talk early," she finished while sneering at Ron.
Ron blushed, "Hey! I wasn't looking at other girls tits," he said defensively.
Hermione snorted. "Yeah, Ron, we all know that," she sarcastically said with a disgusted expression.
"I don-"
"Enough!" Harry cut him off: "Let's not argue right now, shall we?" He said in a firm tone. Ron nodded, and Harry looked at Hermione and Ginny and told them with a look to let the matter go, which they did reluctantly.
After that, the ride passed for half an hour in an awkward silence in which Ginny ignored Ron, Harry read his book on battle transfiguration, and Hermione read her book while she kept giving Ron a stink eye look.
The door of their compartment was suddenly opened, and everyone looked to see the intruder and saw a red-haired, beautiful girl at the entryway of their compartments. Harry recognised her easily as Susan Bones, a Hufflepuff girl in his year.
Susan was the most voluptuous girl in their year with the biggest breasts in all of Hogwarts, because of which she had been a sexual fantasy for many boys like Ron, who was just looking at her tits, but for Harry, she was one of the most beautiful and sweetest girls in his year who had always helped him in the herbology and was his best competition in DADA.
But knowing who her aunt was, it was not that surprising. Now that he had met her aunt, Harry could clearly see the similarities between them: they had the same red hair, although Susan's was brighter, and both had big breasts, which made him think it was a genetic trait.
Seeing how nervous she looked under the stairs, Harry decided to break the awkward silence.
"Hey Susan, did you need anything?" he soothingly asked with a smile.
Susan blushed lightly. "Hello, Harry. Um, yeah, I actually came here for Hermione."
"Me? For what?" Hermione asked with a puzzled frown.
Susan raised her eyebrow. "Did you forget our meeting? We had decided," she said.
"But I thought we were going to meet at Hogwarts."
"Well, we have decided to meet now; it's important, Hermione," Susan impatiently said, clearly not wanting to say more in front of others. Harry just found the whole conversation amusing and hid his smile behind his book.
"I think you should go, Hermione. Susan has come all the way here to find you; it would be quite rude if you didn't." Harry forced Hermione, who agreed and stood up, to go.
"Thank you, Harry." Susan gave him a grateful smile, and Harry winked, making Susan blush again.
Susan then turned to Ron and Ginny. "It was good to see you as well, Ginny, and, um, Ron," she said, her smile faltering at Ron, who was still looking at her chest.
"Good to see you too, Susan," Ginny replied with an embarrassed smile.
Once Susan left with Hermione, Ginny elbowed Ron hard in the ribs.
"OUCH! What the fuck, Ginny?" Ron cried in pain.
Ginny scowled at him. "You are so disgusting, Ron." She spat and kicked him out of his seat.
Ron cried again in pain, rubbed his sore ribs and bottom, and sat beside Harry, who just ignored him and let Ginny do whatever she wanted with him.
He deserved it anyway for being a creep.
Susan dragged Hermione along, who kept asking where they were going but got no answer back. Finally, after passing dozens of compartments, Susan opened one and pushed Hermione inside.
Hermione stumbled, stopped herself from falling, and heard an irritated voice.
"What took you so long, Susan?"
"She was sitting so far away, I had to look at every compartment." Susan huffed and sat down on the seat.
Hermione looked up and saw the people in the compartment. She sighed at seeing her three friends.
Daphne Greengrass Padma Patil and Susan Bones
If there has been one most interesting thing in Hogwarts for the past two years, it has been the friendship between Daphne, Padma, Susan, and Hermione. All four girls, each from a different house, formed a friendship group that may have never been formed before in Hogwarts.
Their friendship started in their second year, when they accidentally met each other in the library. Each of them was trying to study at the same time, so they shared the same table, and from that day on, a study group formed between them in which they all helped each other in any subject they were weak in.
Their study group turned into a regular meeting, and from there, their friendship grew and became as strong as it was today. All four were at the top of not only their house rankings, but they also covered four of the top six ranks of their year too.
Their brains were not the only thing they were good at; their beauty was also the best of their years. Many boys have tried to go after them, but they have always ignored them.
Hermione crossed her arms in annoyance. "Care to tell me why I have been dragged here, Daphne?" She asked the blonde beauty.
Daphne Greengrass was the ice princess of Slytherin. She was a tall girl at 5 feet 9 inches; she was the tallest among her friends. She had long blonde hair flowing up to her waist that she tied into a ponytail. Her face was absolutely beautiful; with her sharp cheekbones, thin eyebrows, pert nose, and grey silver eyes, she was the most beautiful girl in all of Hogwarts.
And if her face wasn't enough, her body was everything every girl dreams of: she had big breasts—not as huge as Susan's, but big enough—and with a slim waist and wide hips, she had the perfect hourglass shape.
She was the envy of every girl and the desire of every boy. She had been asked countless times by boys from every year in the past 3 years, and every one of them had been swiftly rejected. That's why her title was born: The Ice Queen of Slytherin.
"We wanted to talk with you about something very important," Padma said.
Hermione turned to her and raised an eyebrow. "And what about?" she asked the Indian witch.
Padma Patil was one of the two Indian witches of Hogwarts, the other being her twin sister, something that made both twins stand out differently in the school with their exotic looks. Padma was of average height but still taller than Hermione, who was actually the shortest of the group.
She has silky black hair that she wears in a plaited style and dark brown eyes. Her skin was a beautiful caramel colour, which made her skin glow in the sun and gave her an exotic look that made everyone notice her.
"About Harry," Padma answered.
Hermione sighed, sat down beside Susan, and looked at the three pairs of eyes staring at her. "What about him?" She tried to act nonchalant.
Daphne pointed her finger at her. "Don't try to act like you don't know what we are talking about," she accused with narrowed eyes.
Padma nodded. "Yes, Hermione, you know that we want to know what happened during the summer break with Harry, like you promised us in your letters."
"And also how Harry turned from a cute boy to a sexy hunk," Susan said breathlessly, with a light pink on her cheeks.
Hermione sighed and thought about why they were so interested in Harry.
Well, being brainy and beautiful were not the only things common between them; all four of them have a crush on Harry. They have never kept it secret among each other, and all of them have known about each other's attraction to Harry Potter since their second year.
Her friends had been the main comparison for Hermione, and seeing how beautiful they all were was the reason she had pushed so much to improve herself so that she didn't lose Harry to them. Interestingly, though, no one actually ever went for Harry out of respect for and fear of each other.
They were afraid their friendship would break if one of them went for Harry. And that was why Hermione was a bit nervous to tell them how Harry and she were already together. She thought she might lie to them, but Susan didn't even give her a chance.
She narrowed her eyes at Hermione, "And also tell us what happened between you and Harry this summer, because don't think that I didn't notice you holding hands and leaning towards him in an intimate way." She asked, and Daphne and Padma's eyes widened, and they both stared at her intensely.
Hermione, with a defeated breath, began telling them about what happened in the summer. She didn't tell them about Sirius, as that was Harry's secret to tell, but she did tell them about Harry's Bulgaria summer vacation and Maria.
She then told them about how shocked she was too, just like them, when she saw Harry, and how she had to spend two weeks in torture. Furthermore, she then told them about their World Cup final experience with the after-match battles, Harry saving her, and her unforgettable night with him and Maria. And she finished with their secret adventure at the burrow in the past couple weeks.
She finished and sat back, relaxed, on the seat, and then looked at each of their faces. Susan and Padma were blushing and rubbing their thighs as their minds were filled with the explicit images of the Hermione and Harry threesome, while Daphne's face was set in her emotionless mask, which had always annoyed Hermione.
"You lucky bitch," Daphne said dryly in envy.
Susan nodded. "I can't believe you actually got to shag Harry before any of us," she said sadly.
"It was quite obvious, given the fact she literally spends her whole time with Harry, even during the summer break; that is so unfair," Padma whined with a pout on her face.
Hermione just snorted and sat there in smug satisfaction. She knew they were not angry with her, just a little jealous, but she couldn't help but feel smug about it.
"How was it having your first time with Harry?" Susan asked eagerly, with Padma and Daphne leaning forward to hear it too.
Hermione grinned. "It was... amazing. Harry was so good. I was sore the next day after the first time, but it was a good type of sore." She sighed wistfully, thinking about that night and the many other times they had fucked.
The other three girls looked at her with envy and happiness. Even though they were jealous that Hermione got to Harry first, they were still happier for their friend, who always felt unsure and insecure about approaching the boy they all wanted.
Daphne leaned closer. "How big is Harry?" she asked while looking straight into Hermione's eyes, forcing her to answer, with Padma and Susan both nodding eagerly for the answer.
Hermione blushed under their intense stare but held her hands apart to show the approximate size of Harry's cock; she had examined his shaft very closely in the last two weeks and knew every measurement. (Well, it was Hermione; what did you expect?)
All three girls eyes widened, and they gasped at the same time, looking at the almost foot-long distance between Hermione's hands. After some silence, all three bombarded Hermione with their questions.
"How did you fit something that big inside of you?" Padma squealed
"How can you even walk after taking that?" Susan whispered.
"How good did something that big feel inside you?" daphne demanded.
"STOP!" Hermione shouted and shut them up. "I will answer each of your questions if you first let me." She firmly stated, and all three sat back with their mouths shut and nodded.
"Good," Hermione sighed and began answering, "so first, yes, Harry's cock did fit inside me; I was also scared at first, but Harry was so good and gentle that I didn't even know when he was fully inside me, and yes, after the first time, I really had trouble walking, so much so that Harry had to support me, but after a few times it became easier, and trust me, having Harry's cock in me was the best feeling I have ever had; it was absolutely amazing." She fished in one sentence and took deep breaths.
"Is that everything you wanted to know?" She asked and looked at them.
All three girls were blushing, even Daphne, and were in a trance as they rubbed their thighs and imagined themselves in Hermione's place, taking Harry's big coc-
A loud cough brought them out of their trance, and they blushed seeing Hermione smirk.
"So, I asked if that was all, or you wanted to know anything else?" she asked again, enjoying their blushing faces.
They shook their heads no, and Hermione took a breath of relief and said, "Good."
They sat there in a long silence, with Hermione just enjoying the view from the train window and the other three girls in deep thought. After a long time, Daphne broke the silence.
"Alright, that's it; I am not going to be defeated by Hermione. This year, I will make Harry mine." She declared, with a determined glint in her eyes.
Susan narrowed her eyes. "I will get to him before you, Daphne," she stated with her arms crossed around her big bust, making them bigger.
"Wait! But will Harry even want so many girls?" Padma asked in concern while chewing her lips.
Daphne rolled her eyes. "Padma, did you not hear? Hermione told us that Harry already had a girlfriend who actually has no problem with Harry being with other girls, and Harry is a very powerful wizard; he needs more powerful witches with him, like me." She boasted about herself with pride.
Padma frowned. "You are right, but how are we going to make Harry fall for us or even notice us?"
Daphne snorted. "You two worry about yourselves; I know exactly what I need to do," she said smugly with a smirk.
"Well, not all of us are total bombshells like you," Susan muttered.
Padma snorted, "You are not the one to talk, Susan; you literally have the biggest boobs in the school; one jiggle of those puppies of yours and boys will fall down at your feet," she said while jealously looking at Susan's tits.
Before the blushing Susan could reply, Daphne talked back at Padma, "Don't act as if there were no less than a dozen boys who wanted to date you because of your exotic looks; hell, even I want to kiss that beautiful skin of yours."
And just like that, bickering began between the three friends, and all the while, Hermione sat there with an amused smile on her face—she really had missed her girl friends.
In the other compartment, after Hermione had left with Susan, Harry and Ginny sat talking about duelling and spells for hours while completely ignoring the sulking Ron, who was still rubbing his bruised ribs.
Almost at the halfway point of their journey, their compartment door opened again, and they looked up and saw a petite, beautiful, dirty blonde-haired girl with a Quibbler magazine in her hands standing at the entrance.
Ginny screamed, "Luna," and then ran and hugged the petite blonde girl.
Harry looked at Luna, as he was seeing her for the first time this summer since she was with her father on a vacation to find their own mythical animals.
She was still the same as he remembered her: short, slim, and petite, with her blonde hair loose around her shoulders and a weird earring in her ear. He smiled as he saw Ginny kissing the unique girl, who replied back with the same hunger.
He remembered how Ginny finally, with the help and encouragement of him and Hermione, came out to her family and told them about her relationship with Luna. Arthur, Bill, and Charlie were very supportive and happy, which almost made Ginny cry. Percy was not happy at first, but after the glare from his big brothers, he expressed his support, albeit reluctantly.
Molly, who was the main person they had concern over, was hard to tell if she was happy or not, but after a talk with Arthur and Harry himself, she came around and hugged Ginny, telling her how happy she was for her. Ginny's dam finally broke, and she cried in her mother's arms.
Ron was the only one who openly objected and didn't give his support, even after Hermione and Harry tried to talk him down. He had behaved like a complete and utter dickhead, though unfortunately for him, Ginny didn't even care about his opinion.
Even now, he has not stopped showing his prejudice.
"Will you stop that?" Ron sneered with a disgusted face.
Ginny broke the kiss and scowled at him. "Stop what, Ron?" she asked with an edge in her tone.
"You know what I mean."
Ginny stepped closer to Ron, who had also stood up. "No, I don't know what you mean, Ron, so why don't you tell me exactly what you want to say? Come on, say it to my face." She challenged him and narrowed her eyes at him.
Ron scoffed. "All I am going to say is, don't do that with her, at least not in front of me."
Ginny's face was red in anger as she stepped closer to Ron and exploded. "First of all, what we were doing is known as kissing, 'k-i-s-s-i-n-g'. Of course, you wouldn't know that, would you? After all, you haven't even kissed anyone, and who would even be stupid enough to kiss a disgusting pig like you?" She mocked him.
Ron was red in embarrassment from her accusation, which was actually true.
He tried to reply back but was cut off by Ginny, who continued exploding at him in the fiery temper she was known for.
"And her name is Luna, which you know very well, so remember to call her by her name next time in front of me, and what we do is between us, and we are free to do so. Mom, dad, and everyone else are happy with my life choices, so you don't have any right to think you can tell me what I can and can't do!" She shouted at his face, pushing Luna back, who was trying to stop her.
Ron's face was redder than ever before, but again, before he could say anything, Ginny continued.
"And let me tell you something, Ron: if you ever tried to control me and come between me and Luna, it may not end well for you. This is my first and last warning to you; I have had enough of your bullshit." She warned him in a threatening voice.
Seeing Ron red with anger and trying to reach for his wand, Harry stopped his hand and stepped between the fighting siblings.
"Don't be stupid, Ron," Harry said in a low tone, and he tightened his grip, making Ron wince in pain.
"Harry, stay out of this-"
"Like hell, I will," Harry snarled at Ron's face. "You were going to attack my friend, Ron. You really think I would let you do that in front of me?"
"Friend! So what am I?" Ron cried.
"Yes, friend Ron, Ginny is my friend too, and she is your sister, whom you were going to attack because of your prejudiced view." Harry said, in disgust.
"She is my sister; that's why I can do whatever I wan- AHHH!" Ron cried in pain as Harry tightened his wrist and almost broke Ron's hand.
"Listen to me, Ron." Harry pulled him closer and looked Ron in the eyes with his glowing emerald eyes. "If you ever try to go at Ginny, you have to go through me first, and believe me, Ginny would never harm you as she still considers you a brother, but I won't be as merciful as her; you don't want to know what I will do to you." He hissed his warning and released Ron's hand.
Ron cradled his arm and sobbed in pain as he rubbed his sore arm, and he looked at Harry with fear on his face.
Harry's eyes were glowing in anger, and his body was emitting a powerful aura that made Ron shiver in fear while Ginny and Luna felt safe and protected.
"Take your trunk and go sit in any other compartment, Ron, and think about how you've been behaving the whole summer; maybe it will help you realise your mistake." Harry ordered Ron.
Ron, shivering in fear, quickly took his truck and ran away, finding another compartment far away from Harry.
Harry sighed and closed his eyes. Slowly, all the tension and anger in his body were released, and his body relaxed. He turned to Ginny and Luna and apologised, "Sorry about that."
Ginny shook her head. "You have nothing to be sorry for, Harry; in fact, I should thank you for protecting me," she assured him with a smile.
Harry chuckled. "You don't have to thank me for protecting my friend Ginny; that is something I am always ready to do."
Luna nodded. "Believe me, Harry, you can protect me like that anytime. That was so hot to see; I wouldn't mind a repeat performance." She said, in her usual dreamy tone, with a hint of lust in her voice.
Harry and Ginny looked at each other and burst out laughing at the typical Luna comment. Leave it to her to make any tense situation relaxed.
After that, Harry took his seat back and began reading his book again. At the opposite seat, Luna sat beside Ginny, and both stared at each other, gossiping about their last month. After awhile, Harry saw Luna on Ginny's lap exchanging sweet kisses and giggles, which some time later turned into full-blown snogs as Luna straddled Ginny, whose hands were gripping Luna's cute little ass.
Harry adjusted his jeans as he saw both hot girls tongue-kissing and clawing at each other's bodies in front of him. He was hard and was fighting his urge to keep looking at them instead of his book.
Finally, having had enough, he closed his book and went to the door. Unfortunately, Ginny and Luna heard him and broke their snog to look at him.
"Harry, what happened?" Ginny asked, still breathless from the kiss.
Harry shook his head. "Nothing; I just thought you two should have the whole compartment to enjoy yourselves, while I would just go and sit at another one," he said with a forced smile while trying to hide his hard on.
But he had forgotten how big his cock was. "Harry, you can take your cock out and wank while looking at us snogging; we won't mind it," Luna throatily said while looking at his cock outline on his jeans.
Ginny's eyes widened as she looked at his bulge and licked her lips, and Harry blushed at seeing the hungry looks on both of their faces and stormed out of the compartment, leaving behind the two horny girls, who just giggled at his reaction and went back to snogging each other.
Harry sighed and took a minute to calm his raging boner. Once he was alright, he began walking and looked in the compartments to find the one in which Hermione was.
Back in her compartment, Hermione and her friends were laughing and just enjoying their time; they were sharing their summer break vacation experience and some Hogwarts gossip.
Unfortunately, their fun time was interrupted by the rude opening of their compartment door.
They looked at the person who had interrupted them, and all of their faces changed from happy to angry as they saw the ugly, annoying face of Draco Malfoy standing with his two gorilla bodyguards at his back.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione snarled in anger.
Draco scoffed at her, "I don't talk with people like you, Mudblood." He spat.
Hermione clenched her hand, and she was ready to punch the blonde ponce face like she did last year. But she was stopped by Susan, who grabbed her hand and shook her head.
"Then why are you here?" Daphne asked in a monotone voice, hiding her anger expertly.
Draco grinned as he looked at her. "Ah! Daphne, I was looking for you, and imagine my disgust when I found you in the company of a foreigner, a half-blood, and a mudblood. Tsk, tsk, I expected better from you." He said it in mock disappointment and shook his head.
Padma, Susan, and Hermione bristled at his tone, but they knew this matter was Daphne's and she could handle him herself, so they held themselves back from cursing the Malfoy future line.
"Why did my company of friends matter to you?" Daphne glared murderously at him, and Draco felt a shiver of fear but tried not to show it on his face and just mockingly laughed at her.
"Daphne, you are a pureblood; of course, your company matters, but don't worry; once our fathers sign the contract of our betrothal, you will learn to be in better company with me," he said with an arrogant smirk, leering at her.
Daphne gritted her teeth as she tried her best to keep her emotions in check. She had half a mind to let her friends break every bone in this little shite body, but she knew it would harm her in the future, and she hated that she couldn't do anything.
Fortunately for her, her saviour came in at the right time.
"How is your daddy Lucy going to sign the contract without his right hand, Draco?" There came a voice from outside, and Draco turned around to see Harry leaning against the train window with a mocking smile on his face.
Draco's face turned red. "Wh..what a..are you tal..taking about Potter?" He stuttered in rage.
Harry widened his eyes. "Oh, you don't know that your dear daddy lost his right hand?" he mockingly asked him in an innocent tone.
"My father's right hand is absolutely fine, Potter; stop lying." Draco hissed in anger, his hands twitching for his wand.
Harry smiled and tilted his head. "You think I am lying, Draco?" His smile dropped, and he stepped closer to him and looked down at Draco.
He realised how things had changed and how both of them had changed. Draco had been a bully to everyone, but especially to Harry and his friends, from their first year on. He had always tried to insult and mock him at every opportunity.
Harry had suffered through it for the last three years, but not anymore. He was not going to let a pest like Draco Malfoy irritate him anymore, and that was what he was. Draco had always been only an annoyance for him, a bug who kept annoying him.
But not anymore. He had enough of this little pest. Harry was not going to let Draco bully him or his friends from now on. He wasn't going to beat him, even though he knew he could easily beat Draco and his two goons, but Harry knew that wasn't a good idea. Instead, he was going to humiliate him and give him a final warning.
Harry looked down at the shorter boy in his eyes, "Then let me tell you what happened to your daddy, Draco, because I know he didn't tell you anything because he is too embarrassed." He whispered at the angry and fearful face of Draco, who was rooted in his spot by Harry's glowing eyes.
"It was me who cut your father's right arm and left that mark on his face on the night of the finals when he tried to attack my friend. I broke every bone of your father's friend who was helping him. Your father was lucky enough, or else you would have become fatherless because of me."
Draco's eyes were wide in rage, and his hand was twitching for his wand, but he was rooted at his spot and couldn't even move his fingers. Such was Harry's powerful aura.
Harry saw his hands going for his wand and smirked. "You want to attack me, Draco?" he asked, and then raised his arms and showed his empty hand. "Go on, then attack me." He challenged.
Draco tried to move his body with everything he had but failed as his fear and anger increased, seeing the carefree way Harry was acting.
Harry shook his head in disappointment and said, "Draco, Draco, Draco, come on! I am right here in front of you, unarmed. I have given you an open chance to take your revenge for your father, and yet you are not doing anything. I am so disappointed."
He sighed and then glared at Draco with a burning gaze. "Do you want to know why you can't? Because you are a fucking coward, just like your coward father," he hissed.
"You and your father are nothing but fucking cowards. You always insult and mock me and my friends because that's what bullies like you do; you can only bully other people but can't back it up with your action when the time comes, and let me tell you, your time has come, Draco; I've had enough of you and your cronies."
"This is my only warning. If you bully me or my friends ever again, I will break every bone in your body and take your right arm so that you can gift it to your father as his birthday present." He warned in a chilling tone that made Draco shiver in fear. His knee was barely holding him from falling down. He could see that this year's Harry Potter wasn't the same as before; he was changed and much more dangerous.
Seeing the fear in Draco's eyes, Harry whispered, "Take your boyfriend and get out of here, Malfoy, before I do it myself".
Draco tried to open his mouth to say something back, but nothing came out. He turned and ran away, hiding his fear, while his bodyguards scratched their heads and followed him.
Harry sighed and, with a smile, turned around. "Hey, all of you, all right?" He asked and saw three different expressions.
Hermione was looking at him with a proud smile and with a look in her eyes that Harry was very familiar with. He then saw Padma and Susan smiling at him with blushes on their faces, and lastly, he saw Daphne, who was looking at him with a hot gaze. She was biting her lips, and he could see her breathing heavily and rubbing her thighs.
He stopped himself from looking at her as he felt his jeans tighten from her look, and he pushed the thought aside to think about her look. Later. He entered the compartment and sat between Susan and Hermione.
"Thank you, Harry; you came at the right time." Hermione grinned.
Daphne nodded. "Yes, Pot-Harry, thank you for that. I appreciate you saving us from him." She expressed her gratitude with a pretty smile that made her face more beautiful in Harry's eyes.
Harry shook his head. "No need to thank me; Hermione's friends are my friends." He replied and received a smile from all the girls.
He then turned serious and asked, "That contract Draco was taking about, is that real?"
Daphne sighed and nodded. "Yes, it is his father; he has been pushing it on my father for many years."
"Will your father sign it?" Harry asked softly.
Daphne shook her head. "My father would never sign it; he hates Malfoy, she replied vehemently.
"Then you have nothing to worry about." Harry smiled and relaxed.
"Why?" Daphne asked with hope.
"Because the only way Malfoy can force your father to sign the contract is if his house is stronger than yours, and everyone knows that Malfoy is politically strong only because of the House Black support, but they are all wrong," Harry said with a smirk.
"But Draco is the House Black heir, so how do they not have their support?" Susan asked, blushing when Harry turned to look at her.
"He wishes!" Harry snorted. "He can spread as many lies as he wants, but he can never have this," he said, and he focused on his House Black heir ring, making it visible.
Daphne Susan and Padma gasped in shock, while Hermione just smiled, as she already knew about it.
"You are the heir of House Black," Daphne whispered in awe.
Harry nodded with a grin and made the ring invisible again.
Daphne's eyes teared up as she realised how Harry had saved her from a horrible future. Even though she had always ignored Draco and knew that her father would never agree to the contract, there was always a hint of doubt in her mind about what would happen if her father was pushed, and she had no other option but to sign it.
But now she was truly free and had no what-if in her mind, and it was all because of Harry Potter. If she hadn't already had feelings for him, Daphne knew she would have fallen in love with him after this.
She looked into Harry's beautiful eyes, which she wanted to lose herself in, and thanked him again. "Thank you, Harry; you have saved me from a very cruel future." Her voice was thick with emotion.
"Hey," Harry smiled softly, "please, I told you there was no need to thank me."
"Yes, Daphne, this is what Harry does every day; he can't go one day without saving a beautiful girl; it's his saving people thing," Hermione teased him.
"That's mean, Hermione," Harry whined with a pout.
The girls laughed at seeing his face, and soon Harry joined them too. From then until the Hogsmeade station, they spent their time talking and laughing. Harry found Padma, Susan, and Daphne very interesting and beautiful in their own ways.
All the girls expect Hermione kept trying to get Harry's attention, but Susan was very lucky with the fact that Harry was sitting right beside her, and she used the chance to rub her breasts over his arms, or at one point she even took his arms and squeezed them between her huge tits. Padma and Daphne kept glaring at her the whole time, while she smirked back at them.
Hermione just hid her smile as she looked at her friend's looks, and Harry's confusion mixed with an aroused expression on his face as he enjoyed his arms being squeezed between Susan's pillows.
Harry left the compartment to change into his school uniform when they were almost at the Hogsmeade, and the girls changed together, already familiar with each other's nude bodies.
Once the train stopped, they stepped on the platform and were immediately hit by the heavy rain. Thankfully, Harry charmed an invisible umbrella around them, which earned him a grateful smile for the girls.
They made their way to the carriages and found an empty one. Harry helped the girls get in one by one, but they forgot about a problem: the carriage had only room for four students.
"Don't worry, I will go in another carriage," Harry assured them, but before he could go, he was stopped by Padma.
"Um, we could manage; you can sit on my seat and I on your lap if you don't mind." She forced through bravely while blushing.
Harry hesitated but then nodded and sat down at the Padma seat, and then she perched herself on his lap, and the carriage began moving on its way to Hogwarts. There were many different experiences for everyone in the carriage on the whole ride.
Harry tried his best on the whole ride to think about something very unpleasant that could take his mind away from the feeling of Padma's plump ass on his lap. Her cream-caramel legs were right in front of him, and he tried his best to keep his hand from touching and feeling her smooth skin.
It's safe to say that with the bumps in the ride that kept making Padma's ass bounce on his crotch, it was a torture-filled ride for Harry.
Padma, on the other hand, was enjoying the ride.
She was very proud of herself for thinking quickly about this idea before Susan and Daphne did. She was sitting on the lap of her crush with his arms around her, and she sneakily kept sliding back with every bump until she was on his crotch. With her back against his solid chest, she could feel Harry's half-hard shaft under his ass, and she kept bouncing in it, enjoying the feeling.
Hermione, meanwhile, tried her best not to laugh as she saw the glare and jealous look of Susan and Daphne at Padma. Daphne was the angriest because now both Susan and Padma had their fun with Harry and not her.
Finally, they arrived at Hogwarts, and Harry again helped the girls climb down. They then made their way to the Great Hall while dodging the water balloons from Peeves.
Once inside the great hall, Padma and Susan said goodbye and went to their house benches. Daphne, on the other hand, finally took her chance and hugged Harry, rubbing her body against his. Harry, at first surprised, hugged her back, enjoying the feeling of her curvy body.
Daphne pulled back and then gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek. "I hope we get to see each other more this year, Harry." She purred in his ears, and with one last kiss, she made her way to her bench with a sway of her hips.
Harry, who was still confused and mesmerised by her swaying ass, was pulled out of his trance by Hermione, who dragged him to their house bench.
He didn't know what had just happened in the last couple of hours, first with Susan in the train, then with Padma in the carriage, and now with Daphne. But all he knew was that he liked it and wouldn't mind it again.
He sat down on the bench with Hermione beside him and said hi to his quidditch partners, the chaser trio of Gryffindor Angelia, Alicia, and Katie, who then complimented and teased him about his new look, but Harry was very used to the trio's antics and took their teasing easily; they had been like sisters to him since his first year.
The sorting hat was brought, and he sang his new song and then sorted the students into their houses. After that, Dumbledore stood up and welcomed every student and told them to tuck in.
After everyone had filled their stomachs and the plates were cleaned, Dumbledore stood up again to give his usual warnings and then dropped a bomb that shocked everyone.
"It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house quidditch cup will not take place this year."
"What?" Harry gasped and looked at his quidditch teammates to see them in the same state of shock and surprise as him.
Dumbledore continued over the uproar from the students, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October and continuing throughout the school year, but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts-"
He was interrupted by the opening of the great hall door, and everyone turned around to see who had arrived.
They saw an old, heavily scarred man standing in the doorway who was leaving on a long staff and had an eye that was moving all around his socket as if it were seeing everything and everyone.
Harry recognised the man from the Sirius story as Allister Moody, or as Sirius called him, 'Mad-eye Moody'. Dumbledore also confirmed it when he introduced him as their new DADA teacher. Harry could tell this year's DADA class was going to be interesting.
Dumbledore then picked up where he left off: "As I was saying, we are to have the honour of holding a very exciting event over the coming months, an event that has not been held for over a century. It is my great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year."
Then he explained what the Triwizard Tournament was, but Harry zoned out until he heard an interesting piece of his explanation that made his ears alert.
"The Triwizard Tournament is a competitive game played between the three largest European schools of wizardry: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Dumstrang."
Harry's eyes widened as he heard the name Durmstrang and looked at Hermione, who looked at him with the same surprised and joyful expression. He put his joy aside for now and concentrated on dumbledore.
"So as I told you, in this tournament, three champions, one from each school, will be chosen to compete for the Triwizard Champion title, but this time we have decided to set an age limit of 17 or over, so only students who are of legal age are allowed in the tournament."
A small uproar erupted, but dumbledore continued, "I know you may feel unfair, but rest assured, in this tournament, this is not the only opportunity to compete, as this year there will also be three different competitions between all three schools of quizzes, quidditch, and duelling that will also take place here at Hogwarts. You will be informed of the dates and times when the qualifications for all three competitions take place."
"And one last thing: the delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving in October and remaining with us for the greater part of this year. I know that you will all extend every courtesy to our foreign guests while they are with us and will give your wholehearted support to the Hogwarts champion when he or she is selected. And now, it is late, and I know how important it is to you all to be alert and rested as you enter your lessons tomorrow morning. Bedtime! Chop chop!"
Harry still can't believe what he just heard. He was excited about the tournament and its competition, and he was definitely going to take part in it to test himself, but right now there was only one thing on his mind.
He was going to meet Maria, and she was going to stay with him at Hogwarts for the whole year. Now he knew why Sandra was teasing him and Maria. She already knew about the tournament.
He was pulled out of his thoughts by Hermione's shaking of his shoulder.
"Harry, we should go as well; almost everyone is gone," she said.
Harry looked around and saw that she was right. The hall was almost empty.
He nodded and stood up with her to get to their dorm, but both were stopped by a stern voice behind them.
"Mr. Potter"
They turned around and saw Professor McGonagall standing in her usual stiff posture with a stern face.
"Professor, it's so good to see you after two months." Harry smiled, and Hermione nodded in greeting as well.
"It's good to see you two as well; you have changed quite a lot during the break." She greeted them back and looked at him up and down with a hint of sadness in her eyes, as if she remembered someone.
"And you look as beautiful as before, professor; you really don't seem to age at all. What is your secret?" Harry charmingly replied with a cheeky smile, while Hermione tried not to laugh.
Minerva's lips curled into the tiniest of smiles, and she shook her head. "Just like you, father," she sighed.
Harry shrugged. "Well, I'm his son." He then asked, "Did you call me for something, professor?"
Minerva nodded, "I did," and then handed him a parchment slip and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore, send this for you."
Harry took it and smiled. "Thank you, professor."
"I want both of you to enter this year's competitions; is that clear?" Minerva told them in a firm voice.
Harry and Hermione assured her that they both would, and with one last nod and a smile, she went to her private quarters.
Harry opened the slip and read the message from Dumbledore.
"What is it?" Hermione asked
"The headmaster wants me to meet him in his office." Harry answered
Hermione raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, "On the first day of school."
Harry shrugged. "I guess he wants to talk about something important, to be honest. I wanted to meet him anyway, so it's good that he invited me himself."
He looked at Hermione and smiled. "You go to the tower; I will come back after I meet him."
Hermione nodded, quickly gave him a hug, and went to the Gryffindor tower.
Harry also made his way in the opposite direction, towards Dumbledore's office, eager to hear what the headmaster wanted to say to him and for the answers to the questions Harry wanted to ask him.
Hey everyone!
Firstly, thank you for your continued support during my inactive time, and I hope you liked this chapter after the long wait.
Now the reason for my inactivity is that I had to go through surgery for a problem I have been struggling with for the last few months, and after taking a three-week break to recover, I am now back to writing regularly.
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