Author's Note:
Thank you to the people who have followed and favorited my story, I really appreciate it. This one is a Harry/Rita one taking place during the interview they had at the wand-weighing, I hope you enjoy, and as always, leave feedback and suggestions for future chapters in reviews.
In The Broom Closet
Rita was positively giddy with anticipation for what she was sure would be the interview of a lifetime. She was going to interview THE Harry Potter! The fourth Triwizard champion! The Boy Who Lived! The Prophet would probably give her a huge bonus for this one and she would get even more fans, she couldn't stop the grin from spreading across her face.
Harry, on the other hand, was feeling quite unsure of this situation. He had heard nothing but bad things about the notorious Daily Prophet reporter, often being told to not listen to thing she wrote. He continued following her, unsure of where she was going until she suddenly stopped and quickly pulled him into a broom closet and closed the door, locking it.
"This should work, don't you think, Harry?" Rita lit her wand and then conjured a somewhat small loveseat that barely fit in the closet, "This should be good for the interview, sit down, Harry."
Harry tentatively sat down, and Rita quickly sat next to him, turning to face him. The seat was very small and he could feel her rather large breast pressing against him, and he was treated to a view that left little to the imagination due to her revealing green dress.
"Okay, Harry, let's get this started, shall we?" Rita pulled out an acid green quill and placed it on a sheet of parchment, "First, tell me, Harry, why did you decide to enter the Triwizard tournament?"
"I didn't enter."
"Oh there's no need to hide it now, you're in aren't you, Harry?" Rita said, leaning forward so she was now firmly pressed against him, "The world wants to know why, Harry."
Harry would probably normally have been frustrated, but he found it hard to feel that way when he was distracted by Rita's body pressed firmly against his, the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest... he blushed when he realized that he'd failed to answer her question and was just staring at her chest.
Rita winked at him, "A bit distracted, Harry?" She rubbed herself against him provocatively, shaking her breasts in his face.
Harry flushed even more, he'd never had any experience with a girl, this was quite new for him. Rita grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into her ample breasts and holding him in place.
"Oooooh, do you like that, Harry?" she cooed, grinding herself against him again, "You can kiss them if you want."
When Harry didn't respond, she reached her hand down and tapped his belt buckle seductively. "Harry, I want to offer you a deal."
Harry looked up, confused. "What?"
"Well, I can tell you're being a bit of a, how do I say it, stubborn interviewee." She slipped her hand further down and lightly rubbed his erection, "So, let's make a deal. I'll play with you in this broom closet, and in return you'll let me write the article how I see fit."
Harry didn't know what to say. He know, logically, that this was a terrible idea, but his cock was telling him something entirely different. Rita rubbed it again and Harry groaned.
"I'll take that as a yes," Rita whispered in his ear, and then she was in his lap kissing him hard and groping him roughly. She moaned loudly into his mouth and began grinding on him happily. Harry couldn't believe this was happening, but he kissed her back with equal enthusiasm. He began to fodle her huge breasts, making her moans get even louder.
Rita pulled back, looking at him. "Ooooooh, yeah, like that Harry, that feels good."
Suddenly, she went down to her knees, unbuckling Harry's belt and unzipping his trousers, pulling them down. Harry looked at her, eyes wide with surprise and lust. She fondled him roughly through his boxers, moaning at the feel of him. "Mmm, you're really big for your age aren't you, Harry?"
She pulled his boxers down as well and leaned forwart to kiss his tip. She began licking it aggressively, slurping and moaning, clearly enjoying herself. "Does this feel good, Harry?"
At Harry's slight nod, she took him into her mouth and began swirling her tongue around him and moving up and down his cock happily, moaning when Harry reached down and fodled her breasts once more.
Rita continued to pick up the pace, making lound slurping and moaning noises. Eventually the vibrations along with everything else were too much for Harry and without warning he finished in her mouth. Rita was surprised for a moment but then recovered and took all of his seed into her mouth and swallowed, looking up at him lustfully.
"I bet you really liked that, getting to finish in an older woman's mouth," she purred, licking the remaining evidence of his orgasm off of his tip. She stood up and turned to face him one last time. "I'll see you around, Harry, maybe we could do another interview like this one." She winked, opened the door, and left the room.