Summary: After learning the truth about the prophecy, Harry comes to a single conclusion: He is most definitely going to die. Well, if he's going out, then Merlin be damned, he'd go out living his life to the fullest. And what better way to do that than by charming the knickers off of every girl who caught his fancy? Hogwarts isn't ready for a Boy-Who-Lived with a death wish.

Chapter 5: Seeing Red

A/N: From this point forward, OC Gabby has been renamed to Camilla aka Cammi. This is mainly to avoid confusion with Gabrielle Delacour who will be introduced in later chapters. I've made the appropriate edits to the past chapters to reflect the name change as well.

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The rest of the week passed by in a blur for Harry. Much of his time he had spent enjoying the company of Lavender, Hermione, and even Parvati on a few occasions. The caramel-skinned girl had been very keen not to let her best friend have all the fun and had shown Harry a few 'interesting' positions she learned from some of her aunt's copy of the Kama Sutra.

Despite his recent escapades taking up much of his time, Harry had made sure not to neglect his other duties. Dumbledore was very anxious to obtain the information that Slughorn was hiding away, and as loathed as Harry was to help the old codger, he knew how important that information could be for the war effort. Even if he wouldn't be around to see it be used.

Slughorn was easy enough to get along with, if a little annoying with his obvious attempts to 'collect' Harry. The first class he had with the man was interesting, to say the least. No one could say the old professor didn't know his stuff and he was certainly a better teacher than Snape. But what made it really interesting was the textbook Harry found buried deep within the spare cupboard.

If Slughorn was a potions prodigy then the Half-Blood Prince was a bloody potions genius, whoever they were at least.

Harry never had a fondness for potions, but reading HBP's notes made him wish he had taken the subject more seriously over the years. With the mysterious potioneer's help, he had managed to even win Slughorn's little first-day challenge, securing himself both the man's admiration and a bottle of Felix Felicis too! The small vial sat securely in his trunk at the moment and would remain there hopefully until Harry found the perfect moment to use it. At the very least he'd be sure to make it count, even if the urge to drink it and walk straight into the girls' showers was a very hard one to ignore.

So with the early rays of the Friday morning sun peaking over the horizon, so too rose a very content Harry Potter.

The Boy-Who-Lived yawned and shucked off his grey nightshirt. Throwing it to the side, he quietly stalked towards the bathroom. His dormmates hadn't risen themselves just yet, and wouldn't for a good while at least. Neville and Dean would be the first to wake after him in about an hour or so, Seamus following soon enough behind them. Ron, Melin help him, wouldn't wake until the very last minute, giving him just enough time to dress and eat a hasty breakfast before swanning off to his first class of the day. It was a routine that Harry came to enjoy over the years despite his best friend's moaning about him 'waking up with the bloody birds.' He found peace in the quietness of the early hours of the morning, whether by simply relaxing after a decent night's sleep or using the privacy to recover from a rather nightmarish vision courtesy of his connection with Voldemort.

Turning on the shower, Harry sighed as the steaming hot water rained down onto his body. A long hot shower was one of the many things he always looked forward to at Hogwarts. The Dursleys always limited his time to a quick rinse and only then after everyone else had showered first and used up all the hot water.

The past summer had been different of course. With the ministry allowing the use of his magic, Harry had ensured the Durleys knew he'd take as long of a shower as he wanted and that they couldn't do shite about it. Though shortly afterwards he had barely even been there to make good on his threat. Instead he and Cammi had made liberal use of the shower in her flat, and their times in the bath were anything but short.

As he began to lather soap along his body, Harry couldn't help but let his mind drift to thoughts about the tattooed vixen. He had yet to receive another letter from her, but that wasn't all that surprising. Muggle letters sent to and from Hogwarts had to go through the Ministry for processing. They couldn't let a sneaky student slip a potion or magical artefact into a parcel and ship it through the regular old post after all. Unfortunately, that meant it took a bit longer for letters to arrive. He had only just sent his reply off to his raven-haired lover just two days ago any how. There was very little chance she'd have even received it just yet.

Still, he couldn't help but wonder about her. Was she happy? Lonely? Had she found someone to warm her bed in his place or were the words of her letter true and she truly felt as strongly for him as she said? She was certainly still keen on continuing their sexual relationship at least. The pictures she sent were more than enough proof of that. They certainly made Harry more excited for the holidays than he'd ever been before.

As his mind drifted further, drawing up various fantasies of the vulpine woman tied up with bright Christmasey ribbons, Harry was unaware of the bathroom door creaking open and a figure stepping inside.

Just as one of his fantasies was ramping up- with Cammi sinking to her knees before him and her pouty red glossed lips wrapping delicately around his cock- he was snapped from his reverie as two soft mounds were smushed against his back and a manicured hand snaked its way around to grip his hardened length.

"My my~ Hope I wasn't interrupting your private time cap'n?" A voice purred into his ear.

Harry smirked and allowed the intruder's hand to continue groping his cock. He knew that voice after all.

"Actually Katie- I think you showed up right on time." He chuckled.

He felt the blonde hum against him, her hand now moving up and down his cock with steady strokes. "Well isn't that lucky." She giggled. "And here I thought I'd have to blow you first before you'd be ready to shag me rotten. Oh well, I guess there's always next time…"

Harry moved without even thinking, spinning around and catching the older blonde by her wide soft hips. Katie grunted as she was pushed roughly against the shower stall, but her moment of shock soon morphed into anxious excitement as she looked up into Harry's burning eyes. Without waiting for a reply, Harry grabbed her by her thin wrists, pinning them against the wall above her head and forced her to her knees. Katie gasped as she suddenly came face to face with his thick veiny cock. The engorged head sat just centimetres away from her lips, its tip already leaking with a thick glob of precum.

The blonde bit her bottom lip, trailing her gaze back up to his face with a hint of nervousness. Harry raised an eyebrow in quiet challenge, an amused smile splayed over his lips.

"Don't tell me you're scared Bell." He smirked. "Or are you just all talk?"

Katie scowled at him with her plump lips curved into a frown. The blonde's cheeks reddened with annoyance and she let out a sharp 'hmph!' before turning to face his cock once more.

"I'll show you fucking scared…" Katie muttered under her breath.

The chaser steeled herself, sucking in a small breath and shutting her eyes tight before she, slowly, opened her mouth wide and wrapped it around the tip of his cock.

Harry allowed the girl a moment to adjust. Letting her get used to the feeling of having something so thick inside her mouth. Katie didn't let that moment go to waste. She suckled expertly on his cock head, her cheeks hollowed and pouty lips wrapped tightly around his girth. Though she only took a little of him a a time, it still felt wonderful nonetheless. It was a shame that Harry wanted more though.

"MMM!"

Katie's squeal of surprise was muffled by his cock sliding deeper into her mouth. Harry groaned and he rocked his hips back and forth, pushing more and more of his thick length deeper inside her mouth with each thrust. Soon enough he could feel the tip of his cock meet resistance as he finally hit the back of the girl's throat. Katie's eyes watered in protest as she gazed up at him in a mixture of both fear and arousal. She was scared of what was about to happen, yet even then her body still begged for it.

Harry looked Katie directly in her eyes. The sight of her kneeling before him, completely nude with her arms held high above her head and mouth wrapped dutifully around his cock would be one he remembered for a very long time. Shooting her a quick wink, he had just enough time to watch her eyes widen before he slammed his hips forward, hilting his cock deep down the blonde's throat in a single thrust. She thrashed hard against his hold, her body's instincts kicking in almost immediately as she fought hard to push him away. But Harry wouldn't give.

Instead, he tightened his grip on her wrists, using them as leverage to pound the curvy chaser's throat. Katie thrashed, squealed, and gagged around him. Every thrust forced more tears from the girl's eyes as her throat convulsed in protest. The feeling was far different than that of Katie's velvety cunt. Oh it was just as tight and warm certainly, but the way each squeal and squirm of her tongue felt against his shaft was indescribable.

As much as he would love to keep fucking the blonde's face for the rest of the morning, he knew at some point she'd have to breathe. Pulling back, Harry watched as Katie flung off his cock like a flash, coughing and gasping for breath eagerly. He released her wrists as well, letting the girl rub at her throat soothingly while she recovered.

"You okay?" He asked with genuine concern.

Katie nodded, her eyes still screwed shut as she breathed in sharply through her nose.

Harry chuckled and rubbed her cheek affectionately. "Sorry if that was too much at once. I won't be as rou-"

"Nuh-uh."

Harry blinked, casting the blonde a confused look. "Huh?"

Katie glared back at him, her hand coming up to pointedly grip his meaty pole tightly. "I said nuh uh. I'm not bloody backing down now Potter." She gave his cock a few testing pumps before leaning back on her knees once more. "You wanna fuck my throat? Fine by me. But you're not gonna stop just because you think I'm some fragile little virgin who can't take it. So either shove this big fucking dick of yours in my mouth or forget touching any of this-" She gestured down at her nude body, squeezing her breasts together for good measure. "-ever again."

Harry studied the blonde for a moment. He was a bit bewildered by her sudden change of attitude, but then again, Katie was known to be more than a bit stubborn when it came to a challenge. In fact, the girl lived for a challenge, and who was he to deny her that?

"If you're sure…" He said slowly.

Katie responded with a scoff and leaned forward. Her soft lips came to rest around his cock head once more, this time adding her tongue to the mix by kissing the tip lewdly while she stared up at him with a deep look of longing.

Harry groaned as she began to lather the underside of his pulsing shaft with her tongue. The feeling was hypnotic, her hot wet muscle sliding over his shaft while she pumped him slowly with one hand. Before he knew it, he was pushing the blonde back against the wall once more with his cock slowly descending down her wonderfully tight throat.

Katie fought back the urge to push him away and instead opened her tear-filled eyes enough to give him a saucy wink. That was all the permission he needed before slamming his cock down to the base inside her gullet.

Ginny hummed to herself as she made her way down the stairs to the common room. With it being this early she hardly expected any of her friends to be up yet, but that didn't matter. The redhead was an early riser. Always has been ever since she was old enough to remember. It felt good to wake up in the quiet hours of the morning. There were no rambunctious brothers or screaming mothers to break the peace and so she took the chance to revel in it while she could.

Which is why the sound of Ron's snoring nearly made the petite girl want to claw her eyes out in frustration.

Whipping around, Ginny made to berate her brother when she suddenly stopped. Why could she hear Ron's snoring anyway? Confused, Ginny followed the noise until she came upon the boys' dormitory staircase. The sound echoed down the stone stairs like a canon blast. That wouldn't do. If this kept up her brother would wake the whole bloody castle!

With a huff, Ginny ascended the stairs. The fact that the girls' staircase would transform into a slide if a boy climbed them while the boys' did nothing if a girl climbed theirs was, frankly, a bit sexist in her opinion, but at least it was convenient. She followed the grating noise until she reached the sixth-year boys landing.

To Ginny's surprise, she could hear more than just her brother's snores. A handful of others joined his, though not nearly as loud, through the opened door into their dormitory. That was…strange. Surely if it had been opened all night then someone else would've heard Ron's.

"Guess Harry forgot to close it…" She muttered to herself.

She knew Harry was an early riser like herself. He must've accidentally left the door ajar when he left. Ginny hadn't seen him in the common room, but perhaps he had already gone down for breakfast by then.

Eyes furrowed in confusion, Ginny pushed the door aside and quietly stepped inside the large dormitory. As she expected, everyone else was asleep while Harry's bed lay empty, save for a single nightshirt cast haphazardly over the messy sheets.

Temptation rose heavy in Ginny's chest. Did she dare?

The red heard bit her lips and glanced around the room nervously. Everyone else was asleep so they wouldn't notice. Harry surely had other shirts as well, what would be the harm in taking just one?

Quick as she could, Ginny snatched the grey shirt up quickly and stuffed it inside her robes. Squeaking with embarrassment, the girl backed away from the bed, scared Harry might appear out of nowhere and catch her in the act. The girl's face flushed as the silliness of the situation washed over her. So she took a shirt, so what? She didn't have a crush on Harry anymore- Nosiree! She just liked wearing boy t-shirts at night that's all. The fact that it probably smelled like him had nothing to do with it!...

Ugh, she was pathetic, wasn't she? Shaking her head in self-admonishment, the young chaser made to leave when another noise caught her ears. It was barely audible, but it was there. Beneath the layers of snoring and blatant need for sleep apnea treatment, Ginny was just able to pick up what sounded like someone…choking?

Now what on earth could that be… Brown eyes flicked around the room, trying hard to locate the source of the mysterious noise. They landed on another door just as the strange sound reached her ears again, this time louder than the first. Ginny hummed to herself, quietly making her way towards the door as sneakily as she could. It too was open, barely a crack, but open nonetheless. The petite witch pushed it open gently, her ears soon met with the sound of running water and something else…

'Glack Glack Glack Glack'

Ginny's confusion only rose, and with it, so too did her curiosity. Creeping forward, the ginger witch was careful not to make a sound. There was only one shower currently occupied, if the running water was any indication, and as she approached that strange noise grew louder. Ginny reached the stall in question and slowly peeked inside, taking care not to be seen.

Surprise stabbed painfully in her chest. Ginny could barely comprehend what she was seeing, her brown eyes widening in surprise while a squeak became caught in her throat.

Harry hadn't come down at all it seemed, and neither did Katie.

Ginny watched with no small amount of shock as her long-time crush slammed his thick beastly cock down her fellow chaser's gullet. Tears and spit both leaked down onto Katie's chest, coating her heavy naked breasts in a glistening layer of the two. Every thrust caused the blonde's throat to bulge from the size of his length. She could hardly believe Katie could take such a brutal face-fuck, much less take it and continue to stay conscious! And yet she was not only conscious, the girl was actively moaning between gags as she rubbed viciously as her dripping folds.

Ginny had never felt so confused in her life. She wasn't surprised that Harry would be intimate with another girl, but she would've bet anything that girl was supposed to be Hermione! Harry had been laying it on pretty thick on the train ride to Hogwarts after all!

Maybe something had happened between the two? Or perhaps Hermione wasn't as interested in Harry as Ginny thought? Either way, something had to happen for the raven-haired wizard to end up here- brutally fucking their teamates throat.

'And how the fuck did it happen with Katie of all people?' She thought bitterly.

Ginny wasn't a fool, she knew Katie was bloody hot, but so was she! Sure her tits weren't as big as the blonde, but she was still sexy! Her petite body had turned more than a few heads since the beginning of term. She'd even received a few Hogsmeade invites from Dean Thomas!

She hadn't planned on taking him up on the offer of course, not when the real person she wanted to go with was so close to finally noticing her!

Or at least she thought he'd been. It appeared Harry had noticed someone else first. The redhead couldn't help but feel jealous of her fellow chaser's current position, even if the size of Harry's cock scared her a bit.

Ginny eyes the thick, veiny pole with a wary eye. It was fucking huge- way bigger than her wand. The redhead wasn't a stranger to masturbation after all, but Harry was larger than anything she'd ever tried. She doubted he'd even fit inside her mouth, much less her pussy!

'No!' The girl screamed inside her mind. That was quitter talk, and Ginny fucking Weasley was not a quitter.

She watched as Harry's thrust grew harsher, his hips pumping back and forth at near-blazing speeds while his face screwed up into a look of intense pleasure. A familiar heat pooled inside of Ginny's loins as her crush slammed himself to the hilt inside her friend's throat with a loud groan. Katie's throat bulged again and again as Harry spilled his delectable seed down into the blonde's stomach.

One way or another, Ginny was going to get her turn, very very soon.

Unaware of their watchful companion, Harry pulled free from Katie's mouth with a small gasp. The blonde choked down a few breathfuls of air as soon as his cock was free from her lips. Cum painted the edges of her mouth but Katie paid no mind to the few scant droplets. Instead, as soon as her need for oxygen had been satiated, the blonde stood and pressed her hands against the shower wall with her shapely arse pointed out.

"Someone's antsy." He chuckled. Harry stepped forward, feeling up each of her voluptuous arsecheeks.

Katie moaned as his hands ghosted over her plump behind. She loved when he played with her arse like this and today was no different. "Merline just shut up and fuck me already Harry!" She groaned.

Harry chuckled once more and gave her bubbly cheeks a light spank. "If you insist."

They both groaned deeply as he entered her dripping folds. Katie's inner walls constricted around him instantly in greeting while his cock twitched with greedy anticipation. The blonde let out another small groan as he adjusted himself before throwing a longing gaze at him from over her shoulder.

"Please~" Was all she said, the single word coming out breathy and with an undercurrent of need.

Harry gave the girl a wink before sinking his hands into her bubbly arse and slamming his cock forward. Katie instantly fell against the tile walla, moaning uncaringly loud as he sawed his cock back and forth inside her. Her damp, smooth walls stretched around his girth. Harry bit his lip to stop an overzealous groan from slipping out his mouth. Katie's cunt felt just too amazing. Even after cumming down the girl's throat he still felt as if he was seconds away from blowing his load inside her incredibly tight snatch.

The room was soon filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, the light slapping of skin on skin, and the occasional moan or groan from the two of them. Harry concentrated hard on keeping his hips moving, letting the sight of her rippling arsecheeks mesmerize him as he fucked the girl's velvety cunt. Suddenly, Katie cried out against the shower wall. He felt as the girl spasmed around him, her pussy walls tightening almost painfully around his girth as she came.

"Yessss!" The girl hissed, pushing her round arse against his groin while her body trembled with climax.

Harry groaned from the sensation, pumping his hips even faster as her core fluttered around him. He let his hands wander from the blonde's arse, running them up her spine before dipping down past her ribs and cupping her dangling tits with a firm squeeze. Katie giggled through her orgasmic moans and stood up just a bit straighter, allowing him full access to her exposed breasts.

The blonde closed her eyes and moaned lightly when his thumbs brushed over her swollen pink nipples, her hips bucking slightly. Feeling the incredible pleasure surrounding his length, Harry let out a small gasp and began rocking his hips even faster. The pressure in his balls was building at an exponential rate and it wouldn't be long until his end finally arrived.

Harry gave Katie's soft globes a hard squeeze. He pushed his hips harder, deeper, and faster into her rippling backside. He wanted to hear her cry out again before seeding her cunt- wanted to hear her scream as they came together. Katie was happy to oblige his wish, her moans growing deeper and deeper, and her cunt growing all the wetter as he slammed into her squelching folds viciously.

"Fuck Katie!" He gasped. "I'm getting close!"

"M-me t-too! OH GOD!" She cried. "Oh fuck just a bit longer! OH FUCKKKK~!"

The blonde chaser squealed loudly, her cries echoing off the bathroom walls as her cunt fluttered in climax once more. With a groan, Harry let himself go as well, his throbbing length lurching inside her as he dumped his load deep within her womb. Jets of hot cum splashed forcefully against her walls as he buried himself as deep as possible inside her tight core. When their twin orgasms finally finished, Harry still kept himself hilted deep inside the girl's hot quim, reveling in the feeling of her twitching inner walls.

They finally disconnected when Katie groaned tiredly and slumped against the wall. Harry pulled the exhausted girl into his arms and brought them both under the steaming water to wash off the gleaming layer of sweat on both their bodies. Katie allowed herself to be rinsed off with a happy sigh. Cupping his cheek, the blonde leaned up and kissed him softly on his lips while his hands continued to wash the girl's body.

"Mmm- I think my tits are cleaned enough Harry." She chided him with a smirk.

Harry laughed and pulled away with his arms up in mock surrender. The blonde giggled and pushed him back before shutting off the water.

"As much as I'd love another round, I should probably go before anyone wakes up."

Harry nodded and quickly went to hand the girl a towel. Yet as he walked from the stall, a flash of red in the corner of his eye drew his attention. Turning sharply, Harry was met with only the sight of the bathroom door swinging close. Someone had been in here, watching them,

And unless Ron suddenly grew his hair out by a foot and a half, Harry had a strong idea of who that someone was…

Author's Note

Ginny's not as sneaky as she thought lol. Wonder what Katie will think about being watched by her teammate? Guess we'll have to see!

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