AN: All characters have been aged up, so Hogwarts starts at 17.

"Despite this, the Bubble-Head Charm remains ineffective against sharp objects," Harry murmured to himself as he read the words off of the page in front of him. A gaggle of students at the table behind him let out a round of raucous laughter over something one of them said, drowning out the sound of Harry's own voice.

Groaning, Harry glanced up and looked for Madam Pince, the resident librarian, but she seemed to be conspicuously absent from this section of the library. She was normally excellent about keeping students quiet—something Harry had plenty of experience with on the receiving end of one of her harsh tirades.

"Shh!"

Like a ghost, Madam Pince appeared from between the stacks of books and descended upon the table of noisy students. They immediately quieted down and, after observing them for another minute or so, Madam Pince drifted back off again.

"Are you alright?"

Harry glanced up from his book to see Astoria Greengrass looking at him with no small amount of concern. His date to the Yule Ball had been by his side ever since, even after the berating lecture she received from Snape the morning after the Yule Ball about not hanging around the 'wrong sort.' Still, the thought of Snape lecturing from behind the desk Harry and Astoria had sex on still brought a smile to Harry's lips. Naturally, she ignored the professor's words and, if anything, became more attached to Harry than before.

The gentle smile on Astoria's lips as she reached out to hold his hand did wonders to lift Harry's mood. He honestly still couldn't believe that the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts wanted to be seen with him given all of the undue notoriety that seemed to surround him, but Astoria never seemed bothered by the opinions of others. All she cared about was how she felt about him and how Harry felt about her; those two factors were enough to cement her decision to continue to see him.

"I'm fine," Harry lied, not wanting to drag Astoria down with his bad mood. From the look in her eyes, he could tell that his lie wasn't entirely successful. "I'm just-"

Harry stopped mid-sentence as the echoing sound of a thick tome hitting the floor rang out just behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see a nervous looking first-year student scurrying away in embarrassment.

Harry bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from sighing. "I'm just a little stressed," he said, gesturing to the two dozen books that littered the table they were sharing. "There's so much and yet so little on surviving underwater for extended periods of time that's actually practical to use. I'm just tired of reading a couple hundred pages only to find out that the research or spell won't work for me, and dealing with these constant interruptions is really testing my patience."

Astoria silently listened as Harry vented, just gently running her hand over the back of his hand in a comforting way. She only spoke up once he finished with a huff. "Maybe we should take a break," she suggested. "You won't be working well with all of these distractions around; we can come back later after supper once it's quieter in here if you want."

That sounded like a good idea, but without an obvious solution to his problem, he didn't want to stop researching yet. "I don't know, I-"

"Please?" Astoria interrupted. "For me?"

Harry looked up into her pretty, pleading eyes. He couldn't say no to her when she looked like this, not after how helpful she'd been all this time. He had already been close to snapping at her a couple of times today due to the buildup of stress, and he didn't want to be an ass who'd take out his problems on her like that. "Alright," Harry relented.

Astoria beamed at him. "Great!" She exclaimed and immediately slammed the book she'd been reading closed. "Come on, let's go."

Harry quickly packed up the books he still had yet to go through and left the others for the house-elves to put away. Astoria grabbed his hand and started tugging him along. Harry tried to put on a smile to match her enthusiastic energy, but he was just feeling so burnt out that it was hard to manage. That feeling only got worse as, once they were out in the corridors of Hogwarts, they passed by Draco Malfoy and his gang of cronies.

"Still hanging out with that loser, Greengrass?" Draco called out, making the other boys with him snicker.

Astoria ignored Draco like she did to anyone who was rude to her or Harry. Normally, Harry was happy to go along with her mentality, but he could feel his already elevated stress levels push his anger over the edge.

"Better me than a stupid sod like you, Malfoy," Harry snapped back. To her credit, Astoria didn't stop Harry from doing anything. She just saddled herself against Harry's side in a show of support.

Draco visibly bristled from Harry's retort and reached into his robes for his wand. "Shut up, Potter! No one's talking to you."

Harry's wand slipped into his hand quickly, and he had it pointed right at Draco before he could get his own wand ready. The blond boy stilled for a moment, his eyes flickering between Harry's face and his wand before a sneer overcame his lips.

"There's five of us here, and only one of you," Draco pointed out confidently.

"Two of us," Astoria corrected as she drew her wand as well.

That seemed to hit a nerve as Draco glowered at her. "All you did was go to the Yule Ball with him out of pity; you don't need to hang around with him anymore."

Harry glanced down at Astoria, wondering if there was any truth to his claim despite his self-assurance that Astoria really did like him. She didn't seem bothered by Draco's words in the slightest though, which helped reassure Harry. "I went with Harry because I like him," Astoria stressed. "There's no need to be bitter just because I turned you down first."

Harry couldn't help the snort that came out of him. Astoria turned down Draco even before Harry asked her? Oh, this was too good.

Draco's face reddened in embarrassment and anger. "I was doing you a favour by asking you!"

"And I prefer to choose my own partners based on their merits," Astoria replied. "And Harry has quite a few good qualities that make him a wonderful partner; they're why I've continued to go out with him, and why I'm now his girlfriend."

His girlfriend? That was news to Harry. He really wished he would have asked her formally, but that didn't stop the feeling of elation from rushing through his chest at Astoria's statement.

Draco seemed stunned for a moment too before his anger took hold again. The second Harry saw his wand-arm start to rear back and his lips part to form words, Harry lashed out with a quick: "Expelliarmus!"

The jet of red light shot out of his wand hit Draco dead on, sending the man stumbling backwards against the stone wall. Harry snatched Draco's wand out of the air and held it tauntingly in front of him.

"Bastard!" Draco shouted as he recovered, but he froze when he saw his wand in Harry's grasp. He looked around at his four cronies, but all of them seemed too stunned to react.

Harry glanced down at Astoria to gauge how he should proceed. She was looking back up at him, and Harry could see the amusement in her eyes. Plus, there was something else there too, something that Harry was intimately familiar with: a look of lustful passion.

Knowing where his priorities laid, Harry tossed Draco's wand casually down the corridor and slung his arm around Astoria's waist. She molded herself against his side happily and stowed her wand as Harry gave Draco one final stern look. "Leave us alone or you'll regret it."

As Harry and Astoria started down the corridor again, he was half expecting to be cursed in the back. He kept his wand at the ready until they rounded the next corner and didn't hear any footsteps trailing after them.

"That was-" Harry began, only to be stopped mid-sentence as Astoria's lips crashed against his. She had to stand on her tiptoes to make their lips meet, but that didn't stop her from putting so much passion into the kiss that Harry felt all the air leave his lungs.

Astoria eventually pulled back with a self-satisfied grin on her lips. "Sorry about him."

"Don't be," Harry shook his head, still reeling from the mind-blowing kiss. "He's always been a prat."

Astoria giggled. "He really has. At least you never had to go to all of the fancy magical parties when you were growing up. Draco liked to hold court with all of the other kids since his father was an adviser to the Minister for Magic. He was insufferable."

They started walking slowly again. Despite that, Harry kept his arm around Astoria's waist.

Eventually, he looked down at her and said the words that had been plaguing his mind ever since she said them. "So, you're my girlfriend now, huh?"

Astoria rolled her eyes at the cheeky grin on his lips. "What? Is the great Harry Potter too big and famous for little old me now?"

"No, no," Harry chuckled. "Though, a little bit more gratitude on your part would go a long way."

"I'll be sure to thank you the next time I get accosted for keeping your company," Astoria replied sarcastically.

"Well, I'm glad you like me enough to put up with all that, and to decide to be my girlfriend."

"I'm just in it for the notoriety," Astoria teased. "I think it could help start my quest of becoming the next Dark Lady of Britain."

"I hope that you'll be lenient towards your boyfriend with whatever nefarious policies you enact."

"We'll see."

Harry and Astoria burst into a quiet fit of giggles. Honestly, this was exactly what he needed right now. Although his muscles still felt tense and his mind packed full of useless information, it was hard to feel more at ease than he did when he was just talking with Astoria.

Astoria continued to lead Harry through the corridors and up a few flights of stairs until they reached the fifth floor. They came to a stop in front of an unfamiliar portrait. Harry wasn't quite sure where they were, and he didn't know of any rooms in this corridor. Astoria released his hand and stepped towards the portrait before glancing back at him.

"Wait here," Astoria murmured, bitting her lip in the cute way she did anytime she was plotting something. She whispered something and the portrait cracked open. She slipped through the opened portrait hole, leaving Harry alone in the corridor.

After a couple minutes passed by with no sign of Astoria, Harry let out a yawn. His tiredness and stress was returning, and all he wanted to do was return back to the library or to his room to sleep, but Astoria seemed genuinely excited about this surprise break so supposed he ought to appease her.

Suddenly, the sound of a shoe scuffing across the stone floor caught Harry's attention. He glanced over down the corridor they had walked down, but he didn't see anyone there.

Maybe he was losing it, Harry chuckled to himself as he shook his head.

At that moment, the portrait opened back up again, but Astoria wasn't there.

"Astoria?" Harry called out.

When no reply was forthcoming, he slipped his wand into his hand and proceeded forward cautiously.

The entry room was completely empty. There were several shelving units lining the walls on either side of Harry, most filled with fluffy towels and various other bathing supplies. The rest were empty, except for one which had a Slytherin Hogwarts uniform folded neatly inside of it. The robes sat on the bottom and the skirt and white blouse sat on top of it. The two items that really drew Harry's eyes though were the matching, lacy, violet bra and panties that were sat neatly beside the rest of the clothes.

There was a splash of water from further inside of the room, and Harry grinned in delight as he realized where Astoria had brought him. They were in the Prefect's Bath! When she had first brought up a break, he figured that she was just going to take him somewhere peaceful to relax for a while. Now he could see that she had something else in mind.

Harry practically tore his clothes off with a newfound burst of energy. He didn't bother to fold them up neatly like Astoria had; he just stuffed them onto one of the shelves and hurried through to the bath itself.

Despite the fact that it was still light outside in the late evening, the Prefect's Bath was fairly dimly lit; the only source of light was what came through the stained glass window with a portrait of a mermaid in it. The blue, gold, and green tinted light swirled mystically on the thick layer of white, foamy bubbles that sat on the surface of the large bath. Two of the fluffy towels were sitting a foot away from the edge of the pool, and Harry spotted Astoria's wand on top of them.

When Astoria emerged through the foamy bubbles, Harry swore that he was watching a goddess ascend. She looked stunning in the dim light; it made her hair seem darker than it was, and that made her pale skin contrast all the more with it. Suds ran from her jawline down her neck and onto her collarbone. Astoria's entire torso emerged out of the water, but bubbles clung to her skin, obscuring much of her body from view. Harry was left with tantalizing glimpses of her soft, creamy skin in between the white foamy bubbles that coated her body. The curves of her body were only hinted at, but that made Harry look all the harder for them.

A soft giggle from Astoria's lips made him realize that he had been staring for longer than he realized. As he met her amused gaze, he offered a half-hearted shrug. "Sorry," he chuckled.

"Don't be," Astoria shook her head, a big smile on her lips. "I like it when you look at me like that."

Harry cocked his head to the side. "Look at you like what, exactly?"

"Like you want to devour me," Astoria grinned. "Like you want to ravage my body, regardless of where we are or who's around. It's really hot, and it's the reason why I've pulled you out of the library a few times these past weeks."

Harry's mind briefly drifted back to those memories, the times where Astoria whispered in his ear and told him that she needed him right now. They'd leave the library in a rush and fine the nearest broom cupboard, abandoned classroom, or obscure alcove to fuck hard and fast, both desperate to get off before anyone could stumble on them and ruin their time together. They had been wonderful and exciting times, especially because it felt wonderful to be desired by this gorgeous witch; Harry just didn't realize exactly how strong the mutual feeling was on Astoria's part.

"You're looking at me like that again," Astoria giggled. Harry could see her arms moving in the water, and he could tell that by the position of them, one of her hands had to be right in between her thighs. "Well, come on in. I promised you a bit of relaxation, didn't I?"

That she did.

Harry slowly walked to the edge of the water, not bothering to hide his nakedness or his growing erection. He could see Astoria's eyes on it, and that only made it grow faster.

The water was warm on his skin. Harry sighed happily as he sank down into the water, letting it wash over him. As he settled and felt the foamy bubbles run down his skin, he realized that they were laced with mild calming and soothing charms—knowing Astoria, there were probably various other potions in the water too to help him relax. They felt nice as they gently popped against his skin, and he realized that the relaxation was already starting to work wonders on his tense muscles. He only hoped that there was more to follow.

"Come over here," Astoria waved him over.

Harry eagerly kicked off the wall behind him and swam through the water over to her, but she teasingly swam away from him, coming to a stop just a few feet out of his reach. She gave him a taunting look.

"Well?" She grinned.

Astoria let out a burst of giggles as Harry lunged forward. She twisted away from him and dove back underwater. Harry pushed his head underwater too to try to spot her, only to flounder as Astoria grabbed his ankles and yanked him upside down. His hands scrambled to grab hold of her, but she moved too swiftly and escaped his grasp. Harry twisted himself back around and shot out of the water, breathing in deeply.

"So close," Astoria said teasingly a good distance away from him. Bubbles ran down her dark hair and onto her chest. Her breasts were completely covered by bubbles, but Astoria splashed a bit of water on herself to make some of the bubbles wash off of her. Harry just barely glimpsed the edge of her rosy-pink nipples before Astoria lowered herself until only her head was above water. "You'll have to catch me if you want your reward!"

This game of cat and mouse was far more exciting than Harry had expected it to be; it reminded him a lot of Quidditch, if the snitch was actually an incredibly sexy woman. He wanted Astoria badly, so he kicked off the nearest wall and chased after her.

Astoria seemed to be able to swim circles around him effortlessly. Despite the fact that she didn't have a terribly large space to maneuver in, she still managed to evade his grasp time and time after. After a few minutes of this, Harry knew that he was starting to tire in the unfamiliar aquatic environment. It was a very different use of his muscles to swim than it was to run or fly. However, Harry wasn't going to give up on the chase.

So, instead, Harry played coy. He pretended to be more tired than he was and played up his heavy breathing as his gaze watched Astoria swim circles around him with a bright smile on her lips. "Guess you don't want me after all," she teased him.

Oh but he did. And he was going to get what he was due.

The moment came when Astoria moved just a bit too slowly after she kicked off a wall. Her momentum slowed as she didn't immediately start kicking in the water, and Harry seized his chance. With a sudden burst of speed, Harry lunged at her through the water by dropping down and then kicking off the floor of the pool. He clearly caught her off guard as she frantically tried to swim away, but she wasn't fast enough to prevent Harry from wrapping his arms around her torso.

Harry squeezed Astoria's naked body against his, ensuring she could feel just how hard he was for her in that moment. They were both breathing heavily, and they had brilliant smiles on their faces.

"I let you catch me," Astoria protested playfully.

"Sure," Harry laughed. "Now, what's my reward?"

Astoria's eyes glazed over slightly as she rubbed her body against his. "Let's go over to the edge of the pool."

Harry had to release her so that they could both swim over there, but he didn't completely stop himself from touching her. He groped her breasts, ass, and anywhere else he could touch underwater as they swam over. When they reached the edge, Harry could already see a faint flush on Astoria's cheeks.

"Sit up here," she said, patting the edge of the pool.

Harry hoisted himself up and turned around so that he could face her. Astoria positioned herself in between his legs, which were dangling in the water, and blew her warm breath across his erect cock. It was pulsing and desperate to be touched, something that was obvious to Astoria who stared longingly at it.

"Just enjoy yourself," she told Harry quickly before she parted her lips and engulfed his penis with her mouth.

Ever since that night they'd first fucked in Snape's office, Astoria had been insatiable, and Harry was no different. They hooked up any time either of them had a moment to spare, regardless of the hour. Even when they were sitting together in the library working away on their assignments or preparing for the next task, one of them would inevitably suggest that it was time for a break and they'd sneak out to find someplace quiet. All in all, that left them quite familiar with what they each liked by now.

Astoria's eyes looked up into Harry's with obvious delight as she made him moan. Her lips were sealed perfectly around his thick shaft and she was applying just the right amount of suction to really reinforce the pleasure Harry was feeling. Her tongue teased along the edge of the head of his cock, slowly working its way around with careful little flicks that were designed to tantalize Harry to the fullest.

Along with the incredible physical sensations of Astoria's mouth around his cock, her beauty wasn't to be denied either. Covered in sudsy bubbles, her hair soaked through and clinging to her collarbone, her make-up washed off of her face, and her pink lips wrapped around his cock, Astoria still looked as beautiful as ever.

Astoria slurped lewdly as she started to take more of Harry's cock in her mouth. As much as he enjoyed the way she teased the head of his cock, he'd quickly learned just how exciting it was to have her go lower and lower on him. Astoria wasn't proficient at deepthroating him yet, but she made up for that with her sheer eagerness.

Once she got a little bit past the halfway point, Astoria started to hum. It made her entire mouth vibrate around his cock, and it sent pleasant tingles down his spine when he reached the back of her throat. Astoria gagged slightly but forced herself to continue on, slipping another inch into her throat without stopping the vibrations.

"Merlin, Astoria," Harry gasped as she kept going. He watched as the last bit of his cock disappeared into her mouth. Victory shone through clearly in her eyes, but it was short-lived as she quickly started spluttering and coughing. Astoria pushed herself away from Harry and released his cock from her mouth. "That was bloody incredible!" Harry exclaimed, still looking down at the ring of saliva around the base of his cock.

"I was so close," Astoria whinged.

"I'd say you got there," Harry said as he craned his neck to look at it from a different angle.

"Yeah, but I couldn't hold it for long," Astoria huffed as she swam back over in between Harry's legs. She grabbed his cock and started to pump it with her first as she glared at it. "If only you weren't so big."

"You should stop with the compliments," Harry joked. "Or I might think that you actually like me."

"Wouldn't want you to get that idea," Astoria murmured before planting a loud, sloppy kiss on his shaft. She nuzzled her face against his cock as she kissed her way down to his balls. It was incredible to see how large he looked up against her face like this, and it was even more impressive that she had managed to get it into her mouth completely. Astoria popped one of Harry's balls into her mouth as started to gently lather it with her tongue before switching over to the other one.

All of this attention to his cock was starting to get to Harry. He could feel himself starting to struggle to hold on.

"Astoria," he said, getting her attention. "I'm starting to get a bit close."

"Ah," Astoria replied as she released Harry's ball from between her lips. "Well, I guess we have a choice then. I can finish you like this, or I can climb up there and you can fuck me into the floor. Your choice."

The casual way she spoke sent a shiver down Harry's spine. Fuck, he was really falling for this woman.

"Up here," Harry said huskily. He couldn't think of a better way to relax than a wild fuck. It was the perfect way to get all of the tension out of his body in a way that was fun for both of them. And, hopefully, they'd be able to rest in the bath together afterward.

Astoria planted one final kiss on his cock before she swam just beside him and planted her hands on the edge of the pool. As she pushed herself up, Harry couldn't help but openly gaze upon her beautiful, soft skin as it was revealed to him. Her perky breasts came into view first, and they were just absolutely delightful and firm-looking—it was hard for Harry not to reach out and grab them. He didn't hold back once her arse was up in the air though.

Astoria laughed as Harry grabbed her butt and hoisted her the rest of the way up. She slid a couple feet across the wet stone floor and Harry pounced on her. He pressed his weight onto her back as his erection poked all around her pussy but never quite slipping in. Astoria had to reach between her legs and grab his shaft to guide him inside of her.

Once he was pressed against her velvety opening, Harry pushed his hips forward hard and sank into her depths. Both of them let out similar sounds of satisfaction as their bodies were connected again. Harry wriggled his hips against Astoria's soft, delicate ass and groaned as he leaned over her. Her torso sank down to the floor as she braced herself of her forearms and glanced back at him over her shoulder.

"Feel better now?" She giggled.

"Much better," Harry answered as he awkwardly leaned forward to kiss her. He just barely managed to make contact with her lips for a moment before he felt her tight pussy get even tighter as it clamped down around him. He broke off the kiss and groaned as he bucked his hips against her ass, pushing his cock as deep as it could go inside of her pussy. It felt so wonderful having his cock fully surrounded by her hot, tight, wet walls. The only thing that made it better was the actual act of fucking her.

Harry's cock pulsed needfully, and that was the moment that Harry finally acted. He pulled his hips back sharply, almost making his cock slip out of Astoria entirely, before slamming forward again. Astoria's entire body rocked forward harshly from the powerful thrust, but she stayed in place. A great, whimpering moan escaped her lips, followed by a hissed "yes"!

Straightening out his back so that he could watch Astoria fully as he fucked her, Harry started up a fast, rough pace as he pounded away into her pussy. He kept a firm grip on her hips so that she wouldn't slide away from him.

"Fuck yes!" Astoria cried. "Fuck me, Harry!"

Astoria's ass cheeks had continuous ripples running through them as Harry pistoned his cock in and out of her pussy. Her body looked so small and delicate beneath him as he had his way with her, but the wild sounds of passion coming from her lips told him that she loved the rough fuck as much as he did.

Though he hadn't done it before, for some reason it just felt right to spank Astoria's ass then. Harry didn't hit her hard, but the sound still echoed through the Prefect's Bath. Astoria fell silent in shock and Harry worried that he had overstepped her boundaries, but that worry was quickly replaced with elation as Astoria moaned loudly.

"Do that again!" She commanded, and so Harry did. He smacked her ass again and Astoria gasped in delight and wriggled her entire body in delight. "That's perfect," she purred.

There was nothing that turned Harry on more than Astoria telling him what she liked; it made everything just feel that much better. So, he kept fucking her hard and threw in spanks every few seconds. Her ass cheeks reddened, but her cries begging for more only seemed to increase.

Everything was going perfect until Harry heard a slight creak coming from the entrance to the Prefect's Bath. His eyes shot up and his body stilled, much to Astoria's annoyance.

"Harry, please," she begged. Her head was resting against her arms, so she wasn't looking at him or towards the entrance, and she apparently hadn't heard the noise he had. "I'm so close! Please, keep fucking me!"

Harry shook his head in annoyance. Maybe he was just hearing things—the old castle was prone to making odd sounds at all hours. He started thrusting into her pussy again and Astoria rewarded him with moans of delight.

That was when Astoria's sister, Daphne, appeared. In the dim lighting of the Prefect's Bath, it was hard to see her until a stray ray of light illuminated her head. She was just within the shelving area of the bath, hiding right up against them to partially obscure her from view. Her face was in plain view for Harry though, and he saw a look of shock on it as she saw Harry fucking her sister. Harry and Daphne made eye contact for a brief moment before Astoria's loud moan made them both look down at her.

Was she who he had heard in the corridor before he'd come into the bath? Harry wondered. Daphne had made up a story on the night of the Yule Ball to ruin his and Astoria's night by getting Snape involved. Apparently, Daphne had been jealous that her date's attention had been focused on her younger sister rather than her. Was she here snooping around for some real dirt to get on them?

If that was what she was after, she certainly seemed distracted now. Astoria's sounds of pure bliss seemed to surprise Daphne, as though she hadn't known that anyone could feel that good. Daphne's expression morphed from shock to one of envy as she watched Harry made her sister feel better than she'd ever felt.

Harry opened his mouth to warn Astoria about her sister, but Astoria's loud voice stopped him.

"Yes! Just one more-" Astoria let out a wonderful groan as her pussy spasmed around his cock. Her knees trembled fiercely against the floor, and Harry had to maintain a firm grip on her hips to stop her from falling over. Astoria gasped for air as her orgasm sent ripples of pleasure all throughout her body, and her pussy seemed intent on trying to make Harry cum.

But the awkwardness of Astoria's sister watching them just made Harry freeze up. He clenched his thighs and stopped himself from cumming too. He just let Astoria ride out her orgasm with his cock buried deep inside of her pussy.

When she finally came back to her senses, Astoria groaned happily and slid forward. Harry let her go and she slowly slipped off of his cock and collapsed onto the floor with a bright grin on her face. At least, it was there until she saw his hard cock still pointed right at her.

"You didn't cum?" She said looking completely distraught at the thought.

"No," Harry shook his head. "I-" he was about to explain Daphne's presence when, yet again, Astoria interjected.

"Here!" Astoria exclaimed as her body curled around on the floor like a snake as she flipped over onto her belly and planted her face just inches away from his cock. She grasped his shaft with both of her hands and started pumping him furiously.

"Astoria-"

"Don't you want to cum on my pretty face?" Astoria asked with all the faux innocence she could muster.

Harry groaned as she batted her eyelashes up at him. She certainly knew how to excite him, and his cock throbbed in reply.

"Come on," Astoria smiled. "Don't you want to see your hot, sticky cum dripping down my face? I'll try to lick up as much as I can—can't let any of it go to waste after all—but, I'd much rather go look at myself in the mirror. I love it when you mark me as yours."

Harry felt his balls start to churn as his orgasm grew closer. In the distance, he could see that Daphne was still watching them. Her eyes were wide and seemed hyper-fixated on Astoria's small hands stroking Harry's thick cock.

"Don't you want everyone to know I'm yours?" Astoria asked teasingly. "Maybe after you cum all over my face, we can head down to the Great Hall and show off to everyone. Show them that I'm your little cum-slut."

Harry groaned as he finally erupted. Astoria cooed in delight as Harry's white cum splattered across her face. She kept pumping his cock, and more cum kept shooting out in response. She looked so incredibly lewd with her face covered in his cum, and that devilish smile of hers just completed the look. Even when Harry finished, Astoria popped the head of his cock into her mouth and licked and sucked off any remaining drops of cum before she released him.

"All done!" Astoria exclaimed with a giggle. "So, how do I look?"

"Like the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts," Harry replied honestly.

Astoria rolled her eyes but started furiously blinking as a little glob of cum dripped down off of her eyebrow and onto her eyelashes. She used a finger to wipe it away and then popped that finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. "Delicious," she grinned at him.

Harry raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her. "Is it really?"

"Yours is," Astoria insisted.

"Well, you'll forgive me if I don't try it myself."

Astoria just shrugged. "Your loss," she giggled as she scooped up another glob of cum on her finger and licked it clean.

As Astoria kept licking Harry's cum off of her face and eating it, Harry glanced back up to where Daphne had been hiding, but the witch appeared to be gone now. That was going to be awkward to explain to Astoria, but he knew that he was going to have to at some point. Today wasn't the time though, not when they were finally going to get some quality relaxation time in.

Once she had licked up most of the cum, Astoria wiped her face clean with one of the towels before diving back into the Prefect's Bath. As she re-emerged from the surface of the water, she waved Harry over, who eagerly jumped in with her. The two of them wiped each other's sweaty bodies clean—with only a small amount of distracting groping from both of them—before they eventually settled back on top of a small ledge built inside of the pool. It provided a perfect place to sit where the water rose to the top of Harry's chest.

Harry sat down first and reclined his head back against the other towel to create a small pillow for himself. Astoria gingerly sat herself down on Harry's lap and took the liberty of grabbing his arms and wrapping them around her waist.

They sat together like that, relishing in the closeness of their bodies. It truly was wonderful for Harry to know that even when he had a trying day, he'd have Astoria to make it into a great one.

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