Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Ten – Redemption
The first week of Hogwarts had been a very interesting one; the Spellbook of Desires had passed through several people’s hands. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, and Draco Malfoy had all had their time with the book, but for the last month, Malfoy had been in firm control of the book. The Weasley twins had intended to take the book back from Malfoy, but the only way to do that, was to find a way into the Slytherin common room and find the Spellbook of Desires somewhere in Malfoy’s belongings. Malfoy had been very cautious about using the book since the first week, knowing that the twins, Ron, and Harry Potter, were all looking for the book and he was their prime suspect after the incidents with Ginny and Hermione. The twins however, had come up with a fool proof plan to get it back; a plan which involved using Polyjuice potion to sneak into the Slytherin common room and get a little payback while stealing the book back from Malfoy. They had been brewing the potion for the better part of a month and as the final days approached, they had done some reconnaissance, using Harry’s invisibility cloak and Marauder’s Map. They had borrowed the invisibility cloak from Hermione, who had initially taken it from Harry They had also taken the Marauder’s Map from Ginny after pumping her full of their cum, in order to track Malfoy. They used the invisibility cloak to wait by the Slytherin common room entrance and steal the valuable password before stealing hair from the two Slytherins they were going to be impersonating. ‘Let’s be Crabbe and Goyle… We can lock them in a broom cabinet or something’ George said to Fred, as they waited outside the Great Hall, where Crabbe and Goyle were eating. ‘We’ll wait until they make it to a secluded hall and stun them… We don’t want to have to carry them too far’ laughed Fred as they got t ready to follow Crabbe and Goyle under the invisibility cloak. Five minutes later, as Fred and George hid underneath their cloak, Crabbe and Goyle walked out of the Great Hall, with a couple of armfuls of sweets each. Crabbe and Goyle made their way towards the dungeons, in the direction of their common room, but just before they made it to the door, they were ambushed by Fred and George. ‘STUPEFY!’ cried Fred and George in unison, knocking both Crabbe and Goyle unconscious. Fred and George quickly stuffed their bodies into the closest closet after stealing a few hairs from each of the rather large boys’ heads. They stole Crabbe and Goyle’s Slytherin clothing before changing and slamming the door on them. They then got back under the invisibility cloak and made their way down to the Slytherin common room, deciding to maximize the time they’d have as Crabbe and Goyle. When they reached the entrance, they mixed the Polyjuice potion with Crabbe and Goyle’s hair in separate cups before drinking the disgusting liquid. ‘Ughhh!’ moaned both boys, as they began to transform into Crabbe and Goyle. Fred turned into Crabbe, while George turned into Goyle. ‘How do I look?’ guffawed Fred. ‘Like an ugly oaf… Just like me!’ laughed George, as the twins removed the invisibility cloak and stuffed it behind a vase. ‘Mudblood!’ shouted George, saying the password out loud, before he and Fred entered the Slytherin common room, looking identical to Crabbe and Goyle. To their luck, only Malfoy and his girlfriend Pansy were in the main room; apparently, everyone else was either eating in the Great Hall or in classes. It seemed Malfoy and Pansy were on break or simply skipping class, like Fred and George had.
‘You wanna fuck Draco!’ purred Pansy to Malfoy, not noticing that Fred and George had just entered. Pansy would do anything for Malfoy, and since Malfoy had enjoyed getting his rocks off; he had allowed Pansy to be his girlfriend. He even had some feelings for the noticeably attractive Pansy, but he would never tell her. Malfoy liked it when she tried to please him in every way possible to gain his approval and affection. ‘Sure… Why don’t you get on your knees and suck me off you dirty whore!’ said Malfoy, unzipping his pants and smiling. Pansy slid off the couch and got ready to give Malfoy some hot head. ‘Stupefy’ shouted Fred, hitting Pansy in the chest. ‘Petrificus Totalus’ yelled both Fred and George together seconds later, hitting Malfoy in the back of the head and making him freeze, with his hand still on his zipper, as Pansy fell to the floor. Malfoy was livid; he was completely paralyzed and unable to move an inch. He was also pissed because he was about to get head from Pansy, who was now unconscious on the floor in front of him. George moved towards Pansy and Malfoy, stealing both their wands and giving Malfoy a swift slap in the face. Fred continued to point his wand at Pansy, as George ran up towards the Slytherin boys’ dorm rooms. Fred quickly found Malfoy’s room and searched it thoroughly. Initially Fred couldn’t find the book, but after reaching under Malfoy’s bed and groping around in search of it, he could feel the book but couldn’t see it. Malfoy had hidden it under his invisibility cloak as an extra precaution. Fred threw off the cloak and took the book before leaving the room and walking down the stairs to where George had his wand pointed at Pansy and Malfoy. The twins had originally planned to simply give Malfoy a painful beating and leaving him in a bloody mess, but after finding Pansy with him and discovering the Spellbook of Desires in his room, the twins had other ideas. ‘If you hadn’t noticed yet, were not Crabbe and Goyle… A little Polyjuice potion has given Fred and I the opportunity to steal our nice little book back’ recited George, waiting for his brother to return from the dorm rooms. Malfoy couldn’t believe he could get caught off guard so easily by the muggle-loving Weasley twins.
‘Got it!’ Fred shouted with joy to his brother. ‘Good… Good… Let’s use it on Malfoy’s little whore and make him watch!’ laughed a jovial George, as Fred opened the book and looked for a suitable spell. ‘Here we go… Quick, easy, and to the point!’ said Fred after finding a good spell.
The spell read:
A powerful but short lasting spell, effective on only the female sex , which works on two levels; it repairs the hymen of the intended target, making them a virgin again, and turns them into an insatiable slut, bent on extracting semen from any male in the vicinity. When the spell wears off, the female target will have no recollection of her time under the spell. Warning! This spell is only effective for half an hour, but is so powerful, the intended target will seek out all and every cock she can find in the allotted time frame!
With only a few waves of a wand, coupled with the words ‘Cockus Addictionus’ and Pansy would be on her knees begging to be double fucked by the twins. Malfoy was still frozen in place, staring straight ahead as Fred started to cast the spell on his girlfriend. His eyes tried to open in anger, but as he heard the words ‘Cockus Addictionus’, he knew Pansy was about to get violated in front of his eyes. Pansy remained on the ground unconscious, still out cold from the Stupefy spell. ‘Enervate’ shouted Fred, hitting Pansy in the chest, and waking her up instantly. There was a confused look in her eyes before she looked around and started to crawl over to George. ‘It’s time to have a little fun… I hope you don’t mind Malfoy!’ laughed Fred, as he walked over to his brother and removed his clothes. Fred and George were shocked to discover their enormous cocks; evidently the two bumbling sidekicks to Malfoy were hung like a couple of stallions. Pansy took hold of both twins’ cocks, totally under the power of the spell cast on her. As Pansy began to stroke them off at the same time, they noticed that their cocks grew to a huge ten inches as they became hard. Malfoy looked on in horror, as his girlfriend began to suck off the two twins, disguised as his friends Crabbe and Goyle. He tried to move, but the combined force of two paralyzing spells had frozen him in place. ‘Malfoy doesn’t seem objectionable to what his little whore is doing to us’ Fred said to George, as Pansy stroked him off while sucking George off at the same time. Malfoy was so furious, he thought he was about to explode with anger. George leaned over Pansy and tore off her skirt, sweater, shirt, panties and bra in a few seconds; not caring for a second about preserving Pansy’s clothes. Pansy moaned at having her clothes ripped off her so forcefully, enjoying the sensation of her thong squeezing her pussy before it was torn off. Noticing Pansy’s painful pleasure; George decided to give her a little more, by bending over Pansy again and slapping her round ass. Pansy’s face may not be as nice as Hermione’s or Ginny’s, but her body was near perfect; with large firm breasts, a tight stomach, and a nice juicy ass that made Fred and George just want to bite into it. Let’s fuck her right in front of Malfoy!’ Fred said to George, as he and George guided Pansy over to the table, which was located in front of the frozen Malfoy. Malfoy again tried to move; to stop them from two-ending his horny little girlfriend, as Fred and George made her get on her hands and knees on the table right in front of him. ‘I need it so bad Draco… I’m sorry!’ pleaded Pansy, who couldn’t control her cock lust in the least. As soon as Fred moved into position in front of her face, Pansy started sucking him off again. George took the opportunity to kneel down behind Pansy; preparing to impale her on his new ten inch monster. Malfoy watched in horror as his girlfriend began wiggling her ass at George, enticing George to slam his cock into her wet pussy.
‘Look at that Malfoy, she really wants it… I bet you I didn’t even have to use a spell on her’ Fred laughed, as he moved his hips back and forth; sliding his huge ten inches, in and out of Pansy’s hot slick mouth. Malfoy was infuriated; unable to move and forced to watch Pansy getting two-ended like a common whore, Malfoy’s urge to use an unforgivable curse on one of twins was becoming a definite possibility. ‘Unghhhhhh… Mmmmmm!’ moaned a horny Pansy, as she felt George’s cock slide up and down her slit. ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!’ screamed Pansy, whose horniness was overcoming her. ‘Ohh god this is tight!’ groaned George, complaining about how tight Pansy’s shaved pussy was. He good barely fit his cock into her, let alone push any of it in. ‘You must be tiny Malfoy… This whore feels like she’s a virgin’ laughed George, pointing towards Malfoy’s limp cock. Malfoy still had his pants up and knew his cock wasn’t small, but being unable to respond to George’s taunts was killing him. Pansy definitely wasn’t a virgin either; Malfoy had popped her cherry during the second year, and had fucked her whenever he had wanted to in the past two years. She had become a kind of slave to Malfoy, and had given it up whenever he was horny. Malfoy had no idea however, that the spell that had been cast on Pansy had repaired her torn hymen, making her a virgin again. George knew this as well, but decided not to tell Malfoy, because he knew not telling him would just infuriate him even more. Fred was slamming his cock in and out her mouth as fast as possible as George started move more and more of his shaft into her. It was a tight fit, but after the head of his cock and broke through her repaired hymen, his cock slid in with a little more comfort and ease. After five minutes, George’s entire cock had made it into Pansy, and she was loving every inch of it.
‘Fuck me harder!’ screamed Pansy, as Fred pulled out of her mouth and let her catch her breath. Before she could catch her breath however, Fred was pummeling her face again with George doing the same from behind her, with a glimmer of blood covering his cock. Fred’s cock was slamming into Pansy’s face so fast, his balls were slapping against her chin with blistering speed. After another five minutes of double ending Pansy, Fred and George decided to change things up a bit and give Pansy a real fuck. Pansy groaned in disapproval as she felt both Fred and George pull out of her. She had been so close to orgasm that if they had continued fucking her, she would have easily gotten off. She was in luck however, as Fred slid underneath her and positioned his cock at her wet slit and George prodded her tiny asshole with his massive tool.
‘Yes! Fuck my ass!’ screamed and excited Pansy. She had never gotten her ass fucked before, not even by Malfoy, and as George started to spread her cheeks, all she could think of was how good it was going to feel having two holes filled at once. Fred had no difficulty sliding his ten inch tool into Pansy’s already well-used cunt. Fred pulled her waist down, impaling her entire pussy on his cock and holding it there until George was ready to do the same with her ass. Malfoy was beginning to get some feeling back in his fingers, but even as he started to move his finger tips ever so slightly, he knew he’d never be able stop the twins from double teaming his slut of a girlfriend. ‘Unghhhhh!’ grunted both George and Pansy together, as her sphincter expanded to accept his bulbous cock head. Even though Pansy was groaning in pain, Fred, who was looking into her eyes, could tell she was enjoying the pain. Pansy started kissing Fred, as George worked hard loosening her tight ass as much as possible. Fred just held Pansy’s waist down and made out with her as his cock remained lodged in her convulsing pussy. ‘Ohhh Yessss!’ screamed Pansy, as she went through an intense orgasm. Fred could feel her pussy clench, and drench his cock with her juices. George took the opportunity to ram six inches of his cock into Pansy as she was still shuddering from her orgasm. She screamed again in pleasure; enjoying the sensation of having her ass filled with a big hard cock. ‘Fuck! We better wrap this up brother; the spell on this whore is about to run out!’ grunted George, as he started moving his cock in and out of Pansy’s tight ass. Fred started doing the same; realizing they only had a few minutes left before the spell lost its effects. In only a minute, the twins were moving in and out of Pansy in perfect rhythm, almost like they had done it before. Pansy continued to make out with Fred as both the twins bucked their hips into her.‘Unghhh!’ moaned Pansy again, as an orgasm ripped through her for the second time, squinting her eyes in pleasure. Just as her orgasm finished, the time on the spell that had controlled her actions ended with it. ‘What the fuck!’ screamed Pansy, realizing she was getting double penetrated by Crabbe and Goyle. She also noticed Malfoy was just sitting on the couch, watching her get double teamed by his best friends. ‘Get off me Crabbe… Goyle… I never agreed to this!’ moaned Pansy, enjoying herself, even though the position she found herself in was totally perverted. The last thing she remembered was getting on her knees to suck off Malfoy, and then she woke up with both her holes being ravaged by Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy tried to come to his defense, as Pansy looked at him, wondering why he would let his mammoth friends fuck her like this. Because Malfoy couldn’t move anything but his fingertips and because he couldn’t even respond to Pansy’s questioning look, Pansy just believed that Malfoy wanted to watch her get double penetrated by his friends. Pansy knew it was perverted, but if Malfoy wanted it, she would do it, or in this case them.
‘Oh… I get it… You like to watch… Don’t you baby!’ moaned Pansy, letting go and enjoying the sensation of having both her horny holes filled with Crabbe and Goyle’s massive cocks. Malfoy tried to shake his head in disapproval, but because his paralysis limited his movement, there was no hope in stopping her or them now. Fred and George hadn’t said a word since the spell on Pansy had lifted; they were ready to cast the spell again, but as Pansy got back into the mood, they knew that the spell was unneeded. Besides, they were both getting close to their limit anyway, and casting a spell would just be a waste. ‘Do you want them to cum on my face Draco!’ purred Pansy, rocking her hips back and forth, into both Fred and George and noticing her the strain on both the boys’ faces. ‘I’m gonna blow!’ groaned Fred, still pumping his cock as fast as he could, in an out of Pansy’s tight pussy. ‘Me too br—’ responded George, stopping himself before he said brother. He knew if he said brother to Fred, Pansy would pick up on it and struggle against them. ‘Paste my face!’ screamed Pansy, not noticing George’s slip up, as she went through yet another orgasm. Malfoy looked on in horror; he wanted to stop them from humiliating Pansy right in front of him, but as he started to get some feeling back in his hands and feet, he knew it was too little, too late, as the twins began to pant loudly in anticipation.
Fred and George quickly pulled out of Pansy, letting her get up on her knees and sit on the table staring at Malfoy. She looked at Malfoy, thinking that he wanted her to get pasted by his friends. She gave him a quick wink as both Fred and George got on either side of Pansy and started stroking their ten inch cocks at her face. ‘Unghhhhhh!’ grunted both Fred and George at the same time, erupting two thick steams of their warm sticky cum all over Pansy’s slutty looking face. It hit her everywhere; in her eyes, her mouth and even getting in her hair. Pansy loved every second of it, as she looked directly at Malfoy, letting who she thought was Crabbe and Goyle, unload the last of their cum directly on her willing face. ‘Whooo!’ gasped Fred, looking for his clothes and enjoying the sight of Pansy covered in his and George’s hot cream. As Pansy started licking her lips and trying eat as much of the twins cum as possible; the twins got dressed in Crabbe and Goyle’s clothing and picked up the Spellbook of Desires and the invisibility cloak, before giving Pansy a wink and making their way towards the Slytherin common room exit.
‘Oh… and Pansy… Malfoy said to give him a big kiss before you clean up!’ George called out to Pansy, as he and Fred left the Slytherin common room and started back to their own common room, with their prized possession still in hand. ‘Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!’ mumbled Malfoy, still unable to move or say anything as Pansy approached him. Fred and George never saw what happened, as they left laughing, knowing that as soon as Malfoy could move, he would be seeking some revenge. Their exit was perfect timing, as the Polyjuice potion began to wear off and the twins started to return back into themselves. ‘Thank riddance… I definitely need a shower now!’ Fred said to his brother, as they approached the cabinet they had left Crabbe, Goyle, and their clothes in. Fred and George threw off their clothes and opened the cabinet door; letting both Crabbe and Goyle fall to the floor, still unconscious. Fred and George put their own clothes back on and made their way back to their own common room, both smiling and pleased with themselves for both embarrassing Pansy and Malfoy, and also stealing back their precious book. As they walked back up the staircase, towards the Gryffindor tower, they were pleased to see Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet; the two girls they had impregnated over a month ago.
‘How’s it going Katie… Alicia… Stinks about quidditch, eh?’ said Fred, trying not to laugh. The school quidditch season had been cancelled in order to host the Triwizard Cup, meaning none of them would be playing any quidditch during the school year. ‘It’s alright with us… We’re just back from the Madam Pomfrey… Apparently we’re both pregnant… We wouldn’t be playing anyway’ replied Alicia, looking dejected. ‘What a shocker! Do you have any idea who the father’s are?’ said George, giggling a little, as he looked over at his brother. ‘No… It could be a few guys though… Alicia and I have been having a little too much fun this summer!’ replied Katie, obviously not embarrassed at how sexually active they had been during the summer.
‘Well… See ya!’ said Fred, grabbing George and shuffling off, before they burst out laughing. The best part was that Katie and Alicia had no idea that it had been Fred and George who had planted their potent seed in their friend’s fertile wombs.
Harry Potter and the Spell book of Desires
Chapter Eleven – The Owlery
The Spell book of Desires was now in the safe confines of the Weasley twins’ room, locked in Fred’s trunk and sealed magically to prevent anyone from taking it from them. The only problem was Malfoy had copied down several useful spells before the twins had stolen the book, meaning he was as dangerous as ever. Malfoy hadn’t made anymore moves against any Gryffindor students since Fred and George had embarrassed him and his girlfriend Pansy. Malfoy had to alter Pansy’s memories after her little romp with Fred and George. After the freezing spell finally wore off him, Malfoy had erased Pansy’s memories; she was told by Malfoy that she had just been violated by Fred and George Weasley, and not his friends, Crabbe and Goyle. Harry Potter on the other hand, had been sorely missing his Spell book of Desires, and after nearly two months of getting no pussy, that he could remember at least, Harry was horny as hell. Harry may not have had the Spell book of Desires, but he still remembered the spells that he and Ron had already used. Harry had decided on his next target, Cho Chang; an Asian girl from Ravenclaw that he had found himself very attracted to. Harry couldn’t help but feel butterflies in his stomach every time he saw the fifth year Ravenclaw. He had been sneaking peeks at Cho Chang every time he had been able to; in the hallways, between classes and even in the library. Harry had finally picked out an excellent ambushing point to hit her with the spell Ron had used on Narcissa Malfoy. Cho would always go to the Owlery in the early hours of the morning; where she would send letters to her parents. Harry would always follow her up there and try to make small talk with her; telling her that he was sending letters to his aunt and uncle. In reality however, Harry had been giving Hedwig blank letters, telling her to make a big loop and return after a couple hours of flying. In all his little meetings with Cho, nobody had ever come across the two while they were there.
The spell description had read:
A simple spell, which, when cast upon the intended target, will create in
them an unbreakable sexual attraction to the caster until the caster performs
the counter-spell, returning the target to their original state with no
memory of the events that had taken place. Warning: the attraction is
immediate, and powerful. Unless the counter-spell is performed, the target’s
attraction to the caster will continue to increase.
All Harry would have to do was say `Attraculus’, do some wand-work and Cho would have an unbreakable sexual attraction to Harry until he used the counter-spell `Attraculoff’ and made the same wand movements in the reverse. Harry had chosen the Saturday before the arrival of students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang to enact his little plan. At five in the morning, Harry left Gryffindor Tower quietly, not waking Ron or any other Gryffindor student. He used his invisibility cloak that he had gotten back from Fred and George to be even stealthier. He crept to the Owlery and after waiting for ten minutes, Cho finally showed, oblivious to Harry’s presence.
“Attraculus” whispered Harry, after lifting up the invisibility cloak and pointing and waving his wand at Cho. The spell was invisible to the eye and had made no sound; making it ideal for stealth use. The spell hit Cho in the back, and a strange sensation rolled through her. “Mmmmmmm!” Cho moaned, wanting nothing else but to find Harry Potter and fuck
his brains out. Cho looked around the Owlery, searching for Harry anywhere. Noticing Cho’s sudden change of demeanor, Harry whipped off his invisibility cloak, just as Cho was about to leave the Owlery and search somewhere else for him. “Hey Cho!” shouted Harry, just as Cho went through the door. She turned around immediately and ran to Harry at full speed, diving on him and knocking him to the ground. Harry had no time to react; his wand flew out of his hand
and landed across the room. Harry couldn’t care less at that moment, as Cho ripped off her robe, and followed that by tearing off Harry’s. “I’ve wanted this for so long!” moaned Cho, completely under the influence of the spell now. Cho wasn’t a virgin, but she wasn’t very experienced either,
as she roughly started to kiss Harry. Harry reached around her and started to squeeze Cho’s ass. She moaned loudly, removing Harry’s sweater and t-shirt in the process. She slid down Harry’s body and pulled his pants down along with her. Harry’s cock sprang up, only hampered by his tight fitting underwear, which Cho promptly pulled down as fast as she could. She could think of one thing and one thing only, and that was Harry’s five inch cock, already fully hard and ready for Cho. “Suck it bitch” groaned Harry, thrusting his hips upwards for Cho, who instinctively opened her mouth and engulfed half of his cock in a single thrust. “Mmmmmmmpf” moaned Cho, now bobbing her head up and down, engulfing more and more with each passing second until her black hair was a blur to Harry and he felt his cock hitting the back of her throat. She continued to deep-throat Harry for the next five minutes until Harry began to pant loudly, getting
ready to explode down Cho’s little throat. “I’m fucking cumming Cho!” screamed Harry, thrusting his hips upwards and lodging his cock in her throat. Cho wrapped her hands around Harry’s ass, giving him extra leverage to force a little more of his shaft into her throat. Cho felt Harry’s cock spasm before he began to cum. “Unghhhhh!” grunted Harry, ejaculating three long thick streams of his hot cum down Cho’s throat. Cho swallowed every drop greedily, not even letting one ounce leave her mouth. After finally finishing, Harry pulled his softening cock from Cho’s throat. “Yummmmm!” Cho said, swallowing the last of Harry’s cum and catching her
breath in the process. Instead of just stopping there though, Cho stood up and started to strip out of her clothes. Harry was exhausted from just cumming down her throat, but as she started pulling off her clothes, Harry could feel his cock begin to harden once again. Cho slowly pulled off her sweater first, revealing a tight white dress shirt, hugging her generously sized teen breasts. Harry could just make out her hardening nipples as she tore off the buttons one at a time until all that was left was a single button. Cho played with this last button, tantalizing Harry, who by this point was completely hard again and ready for round two. “Fuck!” moaned Harry, reaching up and tearing the last button off of Cho’s dress shirt and revealing her gorgeous teen tits, capped with tiny brown erect nipples. Harry wasn’t finished there; he wanted to see Cho completely naked, and he wasn’t going to wait for her to do it herself. Harry tore off her little skirt, revealing a tiny black thong, which he took hold of and pulled it as hard as he could, ripping it in the process. “Owwwww!” screamed Cho, as her thong tore, pinching her shaved pussy in the process. Harry was awestruck as he stared at Cho’s perfect figure; she was fit, with great tits and a beautiful shaved teen pussy. He nearly came right then and there, but before Harry could blow his load, Cho jumped on top of him again, pinning him to the straw strewn floor and sitting on his waist. “You ready to fuck me big boy!” moaned Cho sexily, staring at Harry sexily, while reaching back with one of her hands and grabbing Harry’s fully erect
cock. Cho could feel her saliva still coated on his cock, as she guided it towards her tiny opening. “Unghhhhh!” grunted Harry, as he felt the tip of his cock pierce Cho’s tight pussy. Both Harry and Cho scrunched their faces in pain as Harry’s shaft began to slide into Cho’s pussy. “God! Your pussy is so tight Cho!” Harry moaned, thrusting his hips upwards into Cho, while she leaned down to give Harry a kiss. Harry passionately kissed her back, while using his hands to reach around and grab Cho’s juicy ass. He gave it a quick squeeze before raising one of his hands and smacking her ass hard. “Mmmmmm. Harder Harry!” Cho whispered into Harry’s ear, bouncing on his cock in the process. Harry continued to smack Cho’s ass for the next few minutes until his cock was completely impaled in her pussy. Harry stopped slapping her and took a firm hold of her ass before lifting and dropping her on his shaft as hard and fast as possible. The sensation of sliding his cock in and out of her athletically tight pussy was already putting some strain on Harry, even after having just cum minutes earlier. After five more minutes of hard
fucking, Cho could tell that Harry was reaching his end again, and wanting to please him the most, Cho reached back again and started to fondle his spasming balls. “I’m cumming Cho!” groaned Harry, ready to explode for the second time that morning. “CUM INSIDE ME HARRY! fill my pussy up! I need your hot cum so bad!” shouted Cho, at the top of her lungs, urging Harry to blow his load deep in her clutching pussy. “UNGHHHHH!” grunted Harry, ejaculating a second large load of cum, this time deep into Cho’s hot pussy. Several hot streams of his potent seed penetrated her womb and filled her completely, impregnating her on the spot. “Ahhhhhhh!” screamed Cho, finally going through her own orgasm after feeling her pussy filled with Harry’s warm seed. “God it feels so good inside me!” moaned Cho, coming down from her own orgasm and feeling Harry’s semen drip from her pussy and slide down Harry’s cock, which was still lodged deeply in her wet pussy. To Harry’s complete surprise however, Cho had no intention of getting off his semi-hard cock. Cho just started to move herself up and down again, sliding
Harry’s cum-slicked cock in and out of her cum filled pussy, while their added cum continued to leak out of her sopping wet hole. Harry was too tired to fight her off, and as his cock continued to slide in and out, Harry realized the peril he was now in; the counter-spell would be the only thing that could stop Cho’s sexual conquest of Harry. “Gotta get my wand” Harry whispered to himself, just before he felt himself getting hard again. The slick sensation of having his cock continually bounced on had gotten him to full hardness again. Harry may have been exhausted, but even he was impressed by his amazing ability to recover in such a short time. Not wanting to waste such an excellent opportunity, Harry decided to keep fucking Cho, and in the process, find some way to make it over to his wand. If Harry didn’t get to his wand and cast the counter-spell, Cho would definitely fuck him to death. As Harry thought about how nice a death it would be if Cho actually did fuck him to death, he thought up a brilliant plan; a plan which would see Cho’s sweet juicy ass being fucked hard. “Get up bitch!” commanded Harry, pushing Cho off of his cock and onto her feet. “Turn around and get on your knees” Harry continued, as he struggled to
his feet and got ready to slam his cock into her tiniest and tightest hole. “Mmmmmm! Are you gonna fuck my ass?” asked Cho, horny to have Harry take her virgin ass. Just before Harry began to guide his cock towards Cho’s asshole, she turned her head around, gave him a wink, and wiggled her ass to entice him further. Harry’s cock gave a little twinge at Cho’s little shake, before he guided it to her asshole, prodding it gently. “Ahhhhh! That feels good!” moaned a still horny Cho, as Harry began to press deeper into the young slut. Harry’s cock was still lubed up from his and Cho’s juices, and as he pressed forward, he was glad of the extra lubrication. The tip of his cock just barely slid past her tight ass sphincter, making both Harry and Cho groan in pain. Harry knew that the only way to survive his little sexual romp with Cho was to get to his wand on the other side of the Owlery and cast the counter-spell. To do this however, he was going to have to slam his cock into her ass so hard that both he and Cho slid across the straw strewn floor to his wand. “Unghhhh!” grunted Harry, slamming another three inches into Cho before slowly pulling his cock back out of her and doing the same until he had made enough room to fit his entire five inches in her tiny ass. Cho had been in perpetual pain ever since Harry had entered her ass, but after he finally bottomed out and mashed his waist against her ass, she went through her
second orgasm of the morning. “Ahhhhh!” screamed Cho, as her pussy exploded, spraying her warm juices against Harry’s balls and legs. This nearly made Harry cum again, but he knew
that if he couldn’t reach his wand by the time he had cum for the third time, he’d be in real trouble. Harry therefore, continued to slam his cock into her ass as hard as he could, with each successive pummeling, pushing the pair farther across the room until Harry was in reaching distance of his wand. Harry grabbed hold of it while still pounding Cho’s ass from behind; there
was no sense in wasting another opportunity to cum when he already had his wand and knew that he was safe from death by fucking. After several more minutes of Harry banging Cho from behind, and after nearly passing out from exhaustion, Harry’s cock began to spasm for the third time. “UNGHHHH!” grunted Harry, just as Cho passed out from pleasure. Harry pasted her rectum with what little cum he had left, depositing a sizeable load deep within her. Satisfied that he had had his fun with his little Asian beauty, Harry pulled his cock out of her ass with a plop, flipped the unconscious Cho onto her back and buried his softening cock in her hot wet mouth; cleaning any cum he had left on his shaft. Happy, exhausted and ready for breakfast, Harry said “Attraculoff” and waved his wand to cast the counter-spell on Cho. The invisible light hit her in the chest and removed the powerful sex spell which had wholly controlled her actions. “Should I leave her naked, or should I re-dress her?” said Harry out loud, while throwing his clothes back on and getting ready to leave Cho, naked and full of his hot cum. Harry decided it would be best to re-dress her; if he didn’t, there would be too many questions to answer. He stuffed her torn
thong in his pants pocket before re-buttoning her dress shirt, throwing on her sweater and sliding her little skirt back on. Before he put her cloak on however, he lifted her skirt, got a good look at her pussy, and thrust two fingers up into her unconscious pussy. “I’ll be dreaming about that for the next week” Harry said to himself, before removing his fingers, licking them, and picking up her cloak and putting it back on her. He left the Owlery, shortly after throwing his invisibility
cloak on, leaving Cho alone and unknowingly impregnated. Cho woke an hour later, totally exhausted, with a headache and weird taste in her mouth. `I must of fell asleep’ Cho said to herself, unaware that she had just been pumped full of Harry Potter’s sticky cum. Cho stood up and couldn’t believe how much her ass hurt. She could barely stand, “Geez! I must of hit my ass hard when I fell over” Cho said to herself again, as she walked over to where she had evidently dropped her letter before calling down an owl and sending it on its way. “I hope my ass feels better before the Triwizard Cup begins” said Cho, leaving the Owlery with a small amount of Harry’s cum rolling down her leg unnoticed.
Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Twelve – The Feast
It was October 30th, and the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were going to arrive later in the afternoon for a feast and the introduction into the Triwizard Tournament. Fred and George Weasley had been very careful not to use the Spellbook of Desires too much since they had re-acquired it from Draco Malfoy. In fact, they hadn’t used it on another person at all, mainly because some of the teachers, including Professor Dumbledore, were becoming suspicious. The several sexual related cautions and sightings had increased dramatically since the start of the school year, and as the Triwizard Cup approached, they had become vigilant in finding the root of the source. Professor Dumbledore had, after fucking Hermione Granger, decided to tell the teachers to be on the lookout for a book containing explicit and dangerous sexual spells. He of course made no mention of his erotic experience with Hermione, who was obviously under the influence of a powerful sexual spell. It is under these circumstances that Fred and George Weasley had taken extra precautions; precautions which would take the focus off of them, while seriously increasing their pocket gold. Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes were about to become a lot more popular in the weeks to come, and Fred and George were sure that their business would be booming like never before. ‘Almost ready there Fred’ George asked his brother, who was stirring the last of some volatile materials into his cauldron. Fred and George had the Spellbook of Desires open and were mixing together some of the more interesting potions. They were going to mix the finished sex potions into their candy mixtures; tainting them and making them an extremely attractive product. This way, they’d be able to use the Spellbook of Desires whenever they wanted and sell sexually tainted candies to make gold, all while diverting any extra attention away from themselves. At the moment, they were in need of some willing female trial subjects for some of their more complex candies, but because some of the potions they would be selling were actually straight from the book, just re-packaged, they were ready to be sold. ‘This batch is ready to go George’ Fred responded, pouring the liquid from the cauldron into several small vials labeled, “Hot Sauceâ€, right on the cap of the bottle. On each bottle was a blank label wrapped around the middle; if Fred and George were going to draw attention away from themselves, they wouldn’t be able to leave any kind of description that any teacher could see. They therefore enchanted the blank label with the ‘Aperecium’ spell that kept the label blank until a special word was said. Just like the Marauders Map, all the buyer had to do was tap the label and say the magic words; which in this case was ‘Draco Malfoy is a prat’. As an added protection, they were going to force every customer to sign a special contract; one which would jinx the customer if they ever revealed who had sold them the product. If they did reveal the Weasley twins as the producers if caught, the word “HOMO†would be permanently written across their forehead in pimples. ‘Make sure the Aperecium spell is working before we start selling them George’ Fred said to his brother, pouring the last of the potion he had brewed into another small vial. ‘Draco Malfoy is a prat’ said George, tapping one of the bottles and revealing the potions description.
The description read:
Hot Sauce is the first brilliant concoction of our new line of sexually potent products. Sneak the contents of one of these vials into the object of your desire’s pumpkin juice or beverage, and she’ll be getting hot under the collar in no time at all. It will start off as a fever, forcing the drinker to remove their clothes in a matter of minutes to cool off. After another ten minutes, the only thing they want is a nice helping of soothing cum. In fact, the drinker will remain sexually charged and horny until they get a healthy serving of someone’s special sauce, so make sure you’re around to satisfy the drinker’s needs.
‘Works just fine brother’ said George, after looking over the label once to make sure everything was spelled right. For safety purposes, Fred and George had made sure the label would only remain visible for five minutes before becoming invisible again. With that, the twins left their room with a single vial of their very first Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes product. It didn’t take long for the twins to find their first customer either; Ron had just walked through the school portrait, in a hurry to get changed and ready for the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. They had only one vial to sell because they wanted to make sure it didn’t kill anyone with and their very first attempt. Ron seemed like the best possible choice for testing the potentially dangerous potion. ‘Hey Ron!’ shouted Fred, just as Ron ran past him. ‘What?’ Ron said, irritated that he was being stopped. Ron was in a hurry; the delegations from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were going to arriving at Hogwarts at any moment and he was going to miss it for anything. ‘How about testing out one of our newest products’ George replied, handing the bottle over to Ron. ‘Hot Sauce?’ asked Ron quizzically looking at the cap, not sure what Fred and George were up to. ‘What does it do and how much does it cost?’ he asked, now interested, turning the bottle around, looking at the blank label. ‘First sign here, stating that you won’t tell anyone who made the potion… If you do, the word HOMO will be permanently written across your forehead in pimples’ George said, making Ron sign a waiver in the process. ‘Just tap that label and say Draco Malfoy is a prat, and all your questions will be answered for free’ finished Fred, smiling with George, as they left Ron looking at the bottle and made their way outside to see the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang delegations arrive. They’d ask Ron who he used it on and how it worked out after the feast, later that night. They knew for sure that after reading the bottle’s label, he’d be using it as soon as he could. If it worked and Ron didn’t kill some random girl, they’d be selling the bottles to anyone who wanted them. If it didn’t work, Ron would be the one getting into trouble and they’d be off the hook. If Ron did tell anyone about who had made the potion, he’d have the word HOMO written across his face in pimples and that would surely be a decent trade for potentially being expelled from Hogwarts. ‘Draco Malfoy is a prat’ Ron said, tapping the blank label in the process. ‘Holy shit!’ he exclaimed moments later, after reading the description thoroughly. Ron’s mind raced with what he could do with such a potion. He also recognized the nature of the potion, which instantly reminded him of the Spellbook of Desires. Ron would have been more inquisitive, possibly even going up to their room and looking for the book, but because he didn’t want to miss the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, he didn’t have any time to sneak around. Ron put the bottle of Hot Sauce in his pocket and ran down outside, joining the rest of the Hogwarts students, who were already eagerly waiting. ‘Where have you been?’ asked Hermione, noticing Ron had a big smile on his face. Unbeknownst to Hermione, Ron had every intention of slipping his bottle of Hot Sauce into Hermione’s beverage as soon as he could. Ron knew that he’d finally get his opportunity to bed Hermione. ‘What are you smiling at Ron?’ Hermione asked, as Ron was deep in thought.
‘Nothing’ Ron responded still in reverie. Just as Ron started to fantasize about bending Hermione over and slamming his cock into her sweet teenage pussy, the Beauxbatons flying carriage arrived, followed shortly after by the Durmstrang submersible ship. Students from both schools made their way up the grounds to Hogwarts and its students. Harry, Ron and Hermione could tell immediately that every single student from Durmstrang was male, while almost every student from Beauxbatons was female. ‘Holy fuck!’ swore Ron and Harry together, as the Beauxbatons students came into view. The female students were nearly all perfect tens, and were all wearing sexy silk clothing. They had no cloaks; only very thin light blue silk tops and short light blue silk skirts. ‘Those are fucking short!’ Ron sighed, staring at a particularly beautiful set of long legs belonging to the most attractive Beauxbatons student by far. The students’ giantess headmistress said a few words to Dumbledore, before motioning for her freezing students to enter the Hogwarts castle and wait for the Durmstrang and Hogwarts students to join them. As they passed, Ron and Harry got a particularly amazing but fleeting view of the female Beauxbatons students’ back ends. They could just make out the bottom of their ass, and if they weren’t mistaken, each and every one of the female Beauxbatons students was wearing a thong underneath their incredibly short skirts. ‘A lot more liberal in France, aren’t they?’ Ron said smiling and still staring at the girls’ asses. Ron and Harry felt their respective cocks twinge and harden at the sight of the beautiful Beauxbatons girls. ‘HELLO!’ Hermione cried, obstructing Ron and Harry’s view and snapping them out of their gaze. Hermione was disgusted, offended, and envious of Ron and Harry’s gaze, as they snapped out of it and began to blush. Hermione may have been disgusted by Ron and Harry’s obvious and lustful gazes, but she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Ron on the other hand, had a tough decision to make; he could either use the Hot Sauce on Hermione or the beautiful Beauxbatons girl he had just seen.
After a cold look from Hermione; Harry and Ron watched the Durmstrang students walk up the Hogwarts grounds, and to their shock, Victor Krum was with them. Giggling, gawking and gaggling ensured for a few minutes, but after that, everybody went inside to enjoy the feast.
‘Who is that?’ Ron asked Harry, as they passed the Beauxbatons students and the beautiful long-legged girl. ‘I don’t know, but she kinda looks like one of those Veela we saw at the Quidditch World Cup’ replied Harry, staring at her long beautiful legs. ‘Her name is Fleur or something’ Hermione responded frostily, waving her hand if front of Ron’s eyes and stomping away is anger. Ron had hoped that the Beauxbatons girls would sit at their table, but after they took a seat at the Ravenclaw table, he became worried that he wouldn’t get his opportunity to slip his vial of potion in one of their drinks. The feast began, and just before Ron started to give up on using his Hot Sauce on Fleur; the gorgeous Beauxbatons girl started walking over to where he was sitting. She was stopping every few paces and asking every Gryffindor student for an extra helping of bouillabaisse; apparently, she really wanted some more. Ron had a great idea; he quickly emptied almost all of the bouillabaisse onto his plate before stealthily pouring his Hot Sauce into what was left of the bouillabaisse. This way, there was only one serving tainted with the Hot Sauce, and because Fleur was so intent on eating more, she would definitely be the one consuming it. ‘Excuse me, are you needing ze bouillabaisse?’ Fleur asked Ron and Harry, bending over in the process and giving them a perfect view of her cleavage. ‘Yeah… You can have what’s left!’ replied Ron, getting hard at the thought of what he’d be doing to her shortly. Fleur took the bowl from Ron, said thank you, and went back to the Ravenclaw table. Ron watched intently as Fleur poured the tainted bouillabaisse onto her plate and quickly devoured it.
‘I think I need to use the restroom’ announced Ron, realizing that Fleur would soon be overcome with a fever and eventually the need to remove all her clothes. She would surely leave the crowded Great Hall before the fever progressed and she started tearing off her clothes. The Hot Sauce would only start taking real effect after a few minutes, and if Ron was correct in his thinking, Fleur would be leaving for the girls’ lavatories soon. Ron walked quickly out of the Great Hall, making his way to the nearest girls’ restroom, hiding in one of the stalls, waiting patiently for Fleur. ‘Ohh my!’ groaned Fleur back in the Great Hall; the potion had hit her like a ton of bricks. She immediately felt hot under the collar, and with her fever rising, she quickly left the Great Hall, needing to splash water over her as soon as possible. After leaving the hall, she quickly found the nearest girls’ restroom. She entered it and ran to the nearest sink, where she splashed cold water against her face. The cool water did little to satisfy the burning hot sensation now running through her body. ‘Here it comes!’ Ron whispered to himself, peeping through the crack of a stall door and rubbing his shaft in the process. Ron had pulled his pants down to his ankles and in anticipation of getting some sweet teenage French pussy, he had began warming himself up. Ron was exactly right in his thinking; Fleur unable to stand the heat coursing through her body, tore off her silk top, quickly followed by her silk skirt. Ron nearly blew his load at the sight of Fleur’s gorgeous breasts. He could just make them out in the reflection of the mirror, and if he was seeing them right; she had the best tits he had ever seen. They were perfectly sized; developed, but not too big, with small rosy pink erect nipples capping each of them off. Her ass was just as perfect; Ron’s cock gave another twinge as he got a nice long look at her ass, perfectly framed in a small blue silk thong. ‘Mmmmmmm!’ moaned Fleur, rubbing her clit through her panties and staring at herself through the mirror. All of a sudden, her eyes caught a glimpse of Ron through one of the cracks in the stall door. ‘Who iz zat!’ groaned Fleur, still rubbing her pussy furiously, and walking over to the stall in question. She threw the door open, revealing a terrified Ron, whose hand was still pumping his six inch shaft at a torrid pace. He opened his mouth in horror, trying furiously to think of a way out of his embarrassing situation. ‘Just what I need!’ mumbled Fleur, getting on her knees and taking hold of Ron’s hard cock. Ron let go of his shaft as he felt Fleur’s petite fingers begin to move up and down it. Apparently the Hot Sauce had hit its final stage; forcing Fleur to seek the closest source of cum to sooth her aching burn. ‘Ohhh Fuck!’ groaned Ron, as Fleur quickly placed her lips on the tip of his cock and began bobbing her head up and down, engulfing most of it with passion. Fleur had only one thing on her mind by this point; she needed to get Ron’s hot cream or she’d burn up. Fleur used her hands to speed the process along as well, rubbing his shaft and squeezing his balls to Ron’s obvious delight. ‘Fuck me!’ Fleur moaned, pulling her hot mouth off of Ron’s cock after five minutes and turning around. She stayed on her knees, lifted her ass up, put her face to the ground and began wiggling her ass in anticipation. She pulled her blue silk thong to the side, exposing a very tight and tantalizing pussy to Ron, while still wiggling her ass. Ron stood there, so happy about his good fortune, he couldn’t move an inch. ‘SMACK! SMACK!’ Ron snapped out of his paralysis. Fleur was still wiggling her ass, but now had started smacking it for Ron to hurry up. Ron got onto his knees, grabbed his cock and guided his shaft towards Fleur’s sopping wet pussy. There was little resistance as he guided his shaft into her; she was so wet and ready, Ron slid into her with ease. ‘Mmmmmmmm!’ moaned Fleur, obviously enjoying Ron’s slow and deep penetration. Ron, sensing Fleur’s enjoyment, began to pick up his pace, using his hands to grab her waist and slam his hips into her faster and faster. Ron could feel Fleur’s pussy clenching his shaft every time he plunged into her. The constant stimulation eventually forced Fleur over the edge after ten minutes, causing her pussy to spasm, clutch Ron’s cock and explode all over his shaft. ‘Ahhhhhhh! C’est Bon!’ moaned Fleur, going through her orgasm, but still in need of a healthy and soothing serving of Ron’s hot cum. She was in luck, as Ron bucked his hips into her with increasing speed, signaling a nearing end. ‘I’m fixing to cum Fleur’ Ron groaned, primed and ready to blow. Fleur took her head off the bathroom floor and looked back at Ron, getting ready to accept a massive helping of his cream. Just before Ron exploded though; Fleur used her hand to push Ron back, before turning around and preparing herself to receive a face-full of his hot cum. There was no way she was going to let some random boy cum inside her; she may have been horny as hell, but that didn’t mean she had to get pregnant in the process. Fleur smiled up at Ron and gave the tip of his cock a quick flick with her tongue, pushing Ron over the edge in the process. ‘UNGHHHHHH!’ grunted Ron, sending stream after stream of his hot sticky cum onto Fleur’s tongue and face. Fleur opened her mouth and caught a few loads before Ron pasted the rest of her face with his sticky cream. With a final shudder and spasm, Ron fired off his last load, hitting Fleur in the right eye and collapsing backwards on his ass, exhausted from the ordeal.
‘Mmmmmmm! Zat iz so much better!’ moaned Fleur, licking her lips and cleaning off her face by scooping Ron’s cum off with her fingers and licking them clean. After finishing up, Fleur stood up and pulled off her blue silk thong, tossing it at the near unconscious Ron. Her thong hit Ron in the face, giving him a whiff of her pussy in the process. Fleur was a little surprised at what and who she had just done, but she didn’t regret it in the least before putting on her short skirt and top and leaving Ron on the girls’ bathroom floor. She had given him her thong as a memento of his conquest; she knew he’d never forget fucking her. ‘I gotta thank Fred and George!’ sighed a satisfied Ron, before pulling his pants back up and rejoining the feast, which had progressed to the desserts stage. Ron sat down and looked back over at Fleur, who was tucking in and eating some pudding. She looked over at Ron and gave him a quick wink.
‘What took you so long Ron?’ Hermione asked, snapping Ron back to reality. ‘Nothing… What?’ replied a confused Ron, looking down at some of the desserts in front of him. Hermione just shrugged him off and began eating her own dessert. ‘Yah… What took you so long?’ Harry whispered to Ron, elbowing him in the gut. Harry had obviously put the pieces together after both Fleur and Ron left the feast in a hurry. Harry knew that what had just happened, had something to do with his Spellbook of Desires, and he was determined to find out who had stolen it and where to find the book. ‘I’ll tell you later’ replied Ron, smiling and looking back over at Fleur in the process. After the feast, the introductions of the students, schools, and judges were made, followed by the presentation of the Triwizard Cup. Following some explanations about rules and procedures, all the students left for their sleeping quarters to prepare for an interesting Halloween the next day.
Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Thirteen – Hogwarts Pimp
The Triwizard Cup feast had gone off without any problems; Ron had used a wondrous little potion to seduce the beautiful Fleur Delacour, and Harry had finally picked up the trail of his missing Spellbook of Desires. Even Draco Malfoy had enjoyed himself at the feast; Victor Krum and the Durmstrang students had joined the Slytherin table during the feast and had taken a certain liking to Malfoy. There was good reason too; Malfoy had let Krum know about his little secret, even showing him a few pages he had copied from the Spellbook of Desires. Malfoy, noticing Krum’s interest and always wanting to establish as many connections with as many important and famous wizards as possible, pressed the matter, even telling him about a powerful spell he had performed on a sexy little witch. He pointed Hermione out to Krum, who was instantly taken by her beauty, even after Malfoy had told him about her Muggle heritage. He stared at her for the remainder of the evening, until Malfoy, noticing his attraction to Hermione, agreed to set up a little meeting, so Krum could get to know her a little more intimately. ‘You know, I could arrange a little get together if you like her’ said Malfoy, breaking Krum out of his reverie. ‘Vat?’ replied an embarrassed Krum. He was an international Quidditch star; he hardly needed to use magic to have his way with any witch of his choice. ‘It’s the only way to get a piece of that ass!’ replied Malfoy, looking over at Hermione. ‘Vell… I guess so’ replied Krum, not wanting to pass up such a great opportunity. ‘Meet me at the entrance of the Great Hall at midnight’ Malfoy told Krum, just as Dumbledore began explaining about the Triwizard Tournament. As the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students left the Great Hall for their respective sleeping quarters, Malfoy snuck up behind Hermione without her knowing. He had copied down a spell perfect for the situation at hand. He quickly pulled out a few small scrolls and re-read the spell he was about to use.
It read:
A spell, non-sexual in nature, which allows the caster to take control of the intended target’s body, allowing them to see through their eyes and control their movements. Cast this spell on the intended target and after ten minutes, the caster’s consciousness will move into their body until the caster willingly leaves the body. The spell will last as long as the caster wishes, granting them the ability to do anything they want with the target’s body, ANYTHING! Warning!!! Ten minutes after the casting of the spell, the caster consciousness will move into the target’s body, leaving the caster’s body unconscious and completely helpless!
Malfoy had copied down the correct wand movements as well. It was relatively quick and easy, he wouldn’t even have to say a word. Just as Hermione, Harry and Ron made it out of the Great Hall doors and towards the Grand Staircase, he made the wand movements and an invisible steam of magic hit Hermione in the back. For a second, Malfoy thought she had felt the spell hitting her, but after a few tense moments, she continued on her way back to Gryffindor Tower. Malfoy quickly ran down to the Slytherin common room and made it up to his bed before he began to feel light-headed, collapsing in a heap onto his bed. It was a strange sensation, as his consciousness left his body and traveled upwards through the floors towards Hermione’s body.
Hermione had just walked into her dorm room and had started taking off her clothes when a strange sensation overcame her and she blacked out. ‘Cool!’ Malfoy said, but not in his voice, in Hermione’s. He looked down at Hermione’s developing tits and began to squeeze them. It was strange; he knew he was feeling himself up but he couldn’t feel anything. Too bad, he thought, just before he noticed that he wasn’t alone. ‘What are you doing Hermione?’ Lavender Brown said, giggling as she did. She was getting changed herself and had noticed Hermione’s change of demeanor. ‘Ummmm!’ started Malfoy as Lavender continued to stare. Eventually Lavender shrugged it off and began to get undressed. Malfoy stared in disbelief as the young witch in front of him began disrobing until she was completely naked. Lavender had great tits, bigger than any Malfoy had ever had the pleasure of viewing. Her body was fit, with a tight pussy and a small trimmed strip of pubic hair. ‘What are you looking at Hermione?’ Lavender said, covering herself up with her nightgown and leaving the dorm for the common room. Malfoy knew he had time to kill and decided snooping around for incriminating evidence might be profitable for him in the future. He looked everywhere; under the bed, in her drawers and anywhere he could think of. He knew that any incriminating evidence would be in her trunk, but because it was magically sealed, he knew he had to do something else to embarrass her. He rifled through her drawers again, finding the sluttiest clothes he could. He slipped off the rest of Hermione’s clothes before pulling on a tight fitting white thong. He then found a skirt that should have belonged to a first year student and slipped it over the white thong, barely covering Hermione’s juicy ass. He then threw on a tight fitting dress shirt followed by a tie. He didn’t even bother putting on a bra before leaving Hermione’s room and walking down the stairs to the common room. There were still about twenty people in the common room, all too excited about the Triwizard Tournament to go to bed. ‘WHOA!’ shouted several Gryffindor students as they saw Hermione’s sexy little outfit. Fred and George Weasley had been signing up first and second year girls to test out their new batch of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes when they nearly fainted from excitement. Several other students continued to gawk at Hermione as Malfoy moved her around the common room, bending over every once and a while to re-tie her shoes. Everybody was treated to Hermione’s perfectly formed ass before Malfoy moved her out the portrait hole and down towards the Slytherin common room. After making several stops to show off Hermione’s slutty little outfit to every Hogwarts student he could find, Malfoy guided her to the Slytherin common room. ‘Pure-Blood!’ Draco said, saying the new Slytherin password and entering the common room. Like the Gryffindor common room, several Slytherin students were still up and excitedly talking about the Triwizard Cup and who would be putting their name in it. ‘Gryffindor SLUT!’ shouted several of the Slytherin students, pulling out their wands and pointing them at Hermione. ‘Wait!’ said Malfoy, ripping off Hermione’s top and making nearly every Slytherin in the room drop their wand. Malfoy quickly made Hermione run up the steps to his dormitory before the Slytherin students recovered. Just as Malfoy ran into to his room, he was treated to an unusual sight. ‘Mmmmm… Draco!’ Pansy moaned, riding his unconscious cock and enjoying it. He continued to watch in fascination as Pansy slammed her pussy up and down on his lap until she moaned out loud, exploding in orgasm and collapsing onto his chest. Malfoy concentrated hard, and his consciousness suddenly left Hermione’s body and re-entered his own. His cock was completely hard and fully impaled in Pansy’s soaking wet pussy. He could tell that he was nearly ready to cum as Pansy looked into his eyes and smiled. ‘What the fuck?’ cried Hermione, having woken up right in front of Pansy and Malfoy fucking in his bed. ‘Stupefy!’ cried Malfoy, before Hermione could put the pieces together. Her body crumpled to the ground before a few Slytherin boys ran into Malfoy’s room with their wands drawn. ‘It’s alright! She’s here at my request’ panted Malfoy, noticing that he was short of breath. The Slytherin boys smiled before leaving the unconscious Hermione at the hands of Malfoy and Pansy. ‘What the fuck is she doing here?’ sighed an exhausted Pansy, with Malfoy’s cock still impaled deep within her pussy. ‘I don’t know… Why the fuck are you on top of me’ replied Malfoy, not complaining, but curious to why she had started fucking him. ‘I couldn’t help myself Draco!’ moaned Pansy, beginning to bounce up and down on his cock once again. ‘Good enough for me’ replied Malfoy, knowing he still had another half an hour before his meeting with Krum. He began to thrust his hips upwards and after only a few short minutes he began to prematurely pant. Obviously Pansy had been riding his cock for sometime or he would’ve been able to hold out for far longer. Pansy didn’t seem to care however; she had cum several times since she had found Malfoy’s unconscious body. ‘God Draco… Pump me full of your hot cum! I wanna have your baby! I want it so bad!’ screamed Pansy, going through her own orgasm just as Malfoy began to spurt his sperm into her receptive pussy. ‘FUCK! TAKE IT ALL WHORE!’ grunted Malfoy shooting several wads of sticky cum into Pansy’s vulnerable womb. After jetting several streams of his potent seed into her, Pansy crumpled on top of Malfoy and fell asleep immediately. Satisfied that he had impregnated his dutiful whore, Malfoy pushed Pansy off of him and got dressed. He walked over to Hermione and took in her beauty before getting onto his knees and pulling her panties aside with his fingers. He then used his other fingers to penetrate her smooth, bald pussy. ‘Mmmm… Still tastes like a Mudblood!’ laughed Malfoy, sucking her pussy juices off his fingers and walking over to his trunk. He opened it and took out his invisibility cloak. He picked Hermione up, threw her over his shoulder and then covered both of them with the invisibility cloak before leaving his room and making his way out of the Slytherin common room and back up to the Great Hall. It was nearly midnight as he carried Hermione up the stone steps and towards the Great Hall. As he came into sight of the entrance, he saw that Krum was already waiting nervously. ‘I see you’re ready to go!’ laughed Malfoy, pulling off his invisibility cloak in the process and revealing Hermione’s juicy ass in a thong to Krum. Malfoy laid Hermione down in front of Krum before pointing his wand at her naked chest and saying, ‘Enervate!’ Hermione groggily began to open her eyes, but before she could, Malfoy said, ‘Mudblood’. Malfoy truly felt like a wizard pimp by this point; he could make a profitable little business by using the magic he had learned from the Spellbook of Desires. Before Krum could respond to anything Malfoy was doing, Hermione had gotten onto her knees and had begun to pull down Krum’s loose fitting pants. ‘Enjoy!’ Malfoy said, before disappearing beneath his invisibility cloak and leaving them to their fun. ‘Just say Muggle when you’re done with the slut and she won’t remember a thing’ Malfoy said, as he walked back towards the dungeons with a smile on his face. As Malfoy walked back down to his common room, Krum had his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the sensation of Hermione’s hot mouth engulfing his hardening shaft. ‘God… You’re so hot!’ moaned Krum, tearing off Hermione’s dress shirt in the process to reveal her pert teen tits. He reached down and began to massage one as he watched Hermione’s head bob back and forth over his cock. ‘Mmmmpf… Mmmpf…Mmmpf’ mumbled Hermione trying to respond with Krum’s cock still in her mouth. Krum bent over top of her and lifted up her short skirt to reveal her tiny white thong. Krum instinctively gave her juicy teen ass a hard slap before grabbing hold of her thong and ripping it off of her. He lifted it up to his nose and breathed in deeply, enjoying Hermione’s lovely aroma. Hermione had responded to Krum’s advances by using her hands to fondle his balls and shaft while continuing to engulf his now hard six inches. Just as Krum felt the pressure in his balls begin to build, Hermione stopped sucking his cock and pulled her head back. ‘I need you inside me!’ groaned Hermione, standing up, turning around and bending over so her ass came into direct contact with Krum’s extremely hard shaft. ‘You know just vat to say!’ moaned Krum, before guiding his shaft towards her tiny quivering ass. He slowly eased his wide shaft into her, eliciting moans from Hermione in the process. It was tight, but after some rocking back and forth, he was finally able to fit his entire six inches into her. ‘NOW FUCK ME!’ screamed Hermione, with Krum’s cock fully submerged in her quenching ass. Krum took hold of her waist with both hands and began to drill his hips into her ass at an ever-increasing speed. ‘HARDER!’ screamed Hermione, slamming her ass back into Krum’s thrusts. Hermione had only one thing on her mind, and that was getting fucked as hard and as long as she could. The moans and groans of Krum and Hermione were echoing off the walls in every direction; it hadn’t attracted any students, but it had attracted a stray ghost passing by. ‘Miss Granger!’ cried Nearly Headless Nick, who was astonished to see the uptight and usually reputable Hermione Granger being manhandled by Victor Krum. ‘You should not be doing such a thin—’ continued Nick before being cut off. ‘Ohhhhhh… Shut up Nick… You’re just jealous!’ groaned Hermione, laughing as she watched Nearly Headless Nick float away looking dejected.
‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Hermione, after five minutes of hard and sweaty fucking. Hermione had finally gone through an orgasm. The extra lubrication was more than Krum needed to reach his own climax. ‘Fuck I’m cumming!’ moaned Krum, warning Hermione of his end. ‘Cum on my face!’ she moaned, hoping to get a good taste of the Quidditch star’s tasty seed. Krum responded by pulling out of Hermione and forcing her to turn around and get on her knees. Hermione obediently got onto her knees and opened her mouth, ready to accept his hot load. ‘UNGHHHH!’ grunted Krum, jetting out several wads of hot sticky cum over Hermione’s beautiful facial features. Hermione didn’t even flinch as Krum unloaded several thick gooey streams of semen over her face. Hermione tried to swallow as much as possible, but couldn’t handle the massive amount of sperm being sprayed onto her face. ‘Muggle’ said Krum, just as Hermione began to lick the excess cum from his cock. Hermione just collapsed immediately, right in front of Krum. ‘Voa!’ sighed Krum, satisfied with his little sexual excursion. He could have just left Hermione there to be found by any passing student or teacher, but because he didn’t want her to get in any trouble, he got ready to clean her up, re-dress her and stash her somewhere nobody would find until she woke. That way no one would get into trouble and Hermione wouldn’t be the wiser. ‘Who’s there!’ called out a mysterious voice. Krum immediately realized who it was, it was his headmaster, Igor Karkaroff. ‘Vat is he doing here’ whispered Krum to himself, as he pulled his clothes on and stuffed Hermione’s torn panties in his pocket before running to the exit and making his way outside and towards his ship. Karkaroff had snuck into the castle to take a closer look at the Triwizard Cup; he didn’t want any surprises when his prized Victor Krum entered his name. It was his luck however, that had landed him the particularly great situation he was about to find himself in. ‘What the fuck?’ said Karkaroff, opening his eyes in surprise as Hermione’s naked and unconscious form came into view. He walked over to her and noticed a sizeable quantity of cum plastered on her face. ‘Hmmmm!’ Karkaroff mumbled to himself, pulling out his own cock and beating it off to her beautiful body. Karkaroff’s cock was only three inches hard and it took him only a couple of minutes before he began to cum. ‘ARGHHH!’ groaned Karkaroff, pointing the tip of his small cock at Hermione’s puffy and swollen little pink pussy. Three streams poured out of his shaft and painted her bald pussy with his sticky cum. Karkaroff quickly put his cock back into his pants and ran towards the exit, not wanting to be caught with his pants down and in the company of a female Hogwarts student covered in his cum. Karkaroff had been caught a little too often with young female students and couldn’t be found with another, especially during such an auspicious occasion as the Triwizard Tournament. A few minutes later, Hermione awoke and knew immediately that something was definitely wrong. Her pussy felt weird and she could both taste and smell something very odd. She licked her lips and knew immediately that Malfoy had struck again. She looked down at her bald pink pussy to make sure he hadn’t tried to impregnate her, and after making sure that no cum had entered her fertile teen body, she put on her torn dress shirt, pulled down her skirt as far as possible and ran towards the Gryffindor Tower, swearing that she would get her revenge on Malfoy. Hermione was tired of being Malfoy’s little fuck doll, and even though she felt strangely good after each sex session, she wasn’t going to let it happen again.
Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Fourteen – Test Subjects
The adult version of the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes had been deemed a complete success after Ron thanked Fred and George several times for the small bottle of Hot Sauce they had given him to test out. Ron had used it wisely, pasting the beautiful Fleur Delacour with a sizable load of hot cum. Hot Sauce was only the beginning however; they had an entire line ready for sale, but first they’d have to test out the miracle potions on willing girls. This was the part the twins had been waiting for; they were willing to take the risk in making sure the products were safe for consumer use. They posted sign-up sheets around the Gryffindor common room for this purpose.
They read:
Need some pocket gold to pay for your next trip to Hogsmeade; any female student can make some much needed gold by safely testing the newest products from Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. Perfectly safe and enjoyable, these tests are quick, safe and profitable for everyone.
They hadn’t even had the chance to post the sign when they met up with Ron on the way back to Gryffindor Tower, who couldn’t stop praising them and their miracle potion. The twins promised to sell him some more of their products as soon as they were able to test them. Ron graciously offered his help in testing out their new products, but Fred and George were more than sure they could handle the testing by themselves. They had already signed up several girls, including a number of first and second year students, when they saw Hermione walk down the staircase in the sluttiest clothes they had ever seen. They both nearly fainted at the sight, especially when she started bending over to tie her shoes. Both Fred and George were harder than diamonds before Hermione left the common room. The gaggle of girls surrounding them snapped them out of their fantasies, forcing them back to reality and the task at hand. After putting up their poster and signing up several more girls, the twins finally went to bed long after midnight; they were going to pick the first two test subjects the next morning. The twins woke up to a beautiful Saturday morning and went over their prospective list. It looked like they’d have several willing and fitting test subjects in the days to follow, but they both agreed that they would both pick their top prospects first and try out a couple of the more interesting potions they had come up with. Fred wanted to try the Hot Sauce, especially after Ron’s glowing description of its effects, but George made him try out another. Fred would be trying out a potion named Maturity. The label on the small bottle read:
A simple but effective twist on an aging potion, which is able to temporarily age a female drinker to perfect sexual maturity; usually around eighteen years old. The spell only lasts a single hour, but the drinker becomes addicted to sex for that hour, so make sure you’re as close to the drinker as possible! And don’t worry; the drinker will have no recollection of what happened to them when the potion wears off!
The potion would be perfect for Fred’s test subject; he had chosen a hot little tanned second year student named Romilda Vane, who had been sorted into their house the previous year. She had always been annoying and Fred was sure he had something perfect to shut her up.
George on the other hand, had chosen to use a heavy sleeping potion on his test subject called Dopey. The label on the bottle read:
A powerfully effective sleeping potion which will cause the drinker to fall into a deep and relaxing sleep. They may fall asleep, but your sexual advances on the sleeping beauty will be gladly accepted and they’ll remain unconscious for an entire hour! And don’t worry; the drinker will have no recollection of what happened to them when they wake!
George had picked a girl in the twins’ own year named Patricia Stimpson, a witch who had suffered a minor breakdown the previous year during the O.W.L. testing. George had remembered Patricia’s breakdown the previous year and was fairly certain that the Dopey potion would be perfect to help her relax. Like the vials of Hot Sauce, the labels on every single one of their handy little sex potions were enchanted to appear only when a secret phrase was uttered and the label tapped. They’d only reveal the secret password after the purchase was made and the contract they had made was signed. Because it was going to be such a beautiful Saturday; Fred and George knew that the best place to try out their newest products would be outside in the gorgeous sunlight. It was under these pretenses that they told Romilda and Patricia to meet them near the Whomping Willow, in a secluded and safe location. ‘Hello girls!’ said the twins together when both Patricia and Romilda came into earshot. ‘Hi!’ they replied cheerfully, walking over to the twins. Patricia dwarfed the tiny Romilda when walking side by side, but that was all about to change. George handed them both the contract they had to sign and told them the consequences of telling anybody about the use of the potions. The contracts were made for their soon-to-be customers, but they had decided that using it with test subjects would make just as much sense.
‘Here’s your promised gold’ said Fred, handing both girls two Galleons each before passing each of them the correct bottles to drink from. ‘Drink these and the reactions should be immediate’ smiled Fred. ‘Why did we have to meet all the way out here to test these things out…? Are they safe?’ Patricia asked, looking the bottle over questioningly. The label was blank and revealed nothing of the potion’s sinister nature. ‘There perfectly safe… We just didn’t want McGonagall snatching away our hard work!’ replied George with a smile. The girls seemed to take it as the truth before removing the potion stoppers and consuming the contents of both bottles in seconds.
‘I feel weir…’ started Patricia, before falling unconscious onto the ground. ‘I know what you mean… but it feels really good!’ replied Romilda, as her body began to change. Patricia remained unconscious while Romilda’s entire body transformed into a tall, tanned and unbelievably gorgeous eighteen year old girl. What made the situation even better was the fact that all of Romilda’s clothes were now far too small for her and accentuated her perfect body. Fred and George got immediately hard and Fred had to beat his brother off before he tried to fuck his prize. George looked down at his unconscious test subject and decided that it could have been worse, before pulling off his clothes and getting onto his knees in front of Patricia. ‘I’m so horny!’ moaned the adult sized Romilda, as she stroked her pussy through her skirt and panties. Fred basically tackled Romilda to the ground after saying she was horny, pinning her to the ground and helping her to remove her tight clothing. Fred tore off his own clothing as he lay on top of his prize, who was still in the process of rubbing her pussy. Fred proceeded by unclasping her tiny skirt and tearing off her dress shirt and tie. Fred was pleasantly surprised to find out that Romilda’s bust size had increased substantially. She hadn’t worn any bra before because she had nothing to support, so when he removed her shirt, her perfectly large tits were completely visible. Romilda gave him a quick wink before Fred straddled her chest and guided his shaft towards her beautiful mounds. He gave each one a playful squeeze before forcing them together and rutting his seven inch hard cock between them. It felt so good to both Fred and Romilda, who by this point loved the attention she was getting. Romilda may have looked like a hot and slutty eighteen year old, but in reality; she was a twelve year old virgin. Fred spat down onto his cock, helping it slide faster and smoother in between Romilda’s gorgeous globes. While Fred titty fucked the horny Romilda, George was occupied in removing Patricia’s school uniform. Patricia was a fairly attractive girl that George had long lusted for, but had never acted on his feelings. Now that she was completely defenseless to his advances, George was more than ready to take advantage of her situation. After getting her completely naked, George took a good long look at her attractive figures; her perfectly sized breasts, her tiny pink nipples and little fuzzy strip of brown pubic hair located just above her tight pink pussy were very attractive. George couldn’t be sure yet, but he had a nagging suspicion that Patricia was just as much of a virgin as Romilda.
‘Let’s see that ass!’ George said to the unconscious Patricia, flipping her over in the process and getting a great view of her big juicy ass. George was surprise by how much junk Patricia had in her trunk and couldn’t help but lie on top of her and begin to move his seven inch shaft in between her ass cheeks like Fred was doing with Romilda’s tits. ‘Ohhh Goddddd! It feels so good!’ groaned Romilda, enjoying the sensation of Fred’s cock as it moved like a piston between her sizeable tits. Fred couldn’t take it any longer and needed a taste of the beautiful Romilda. He got between her legs and watched as Romilda continued to move her fingers in and out of her panties. Fred bent his head down and got a great whiff of Romilda’s pussy before using his teeth to grab hold of the thin material and tear off her panties. He threw them aside and moved his mouth in closer, sticking the tip of his tongue as deep into her tight teen pussy as possible.
‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Romilda, never having a man’s long tongue penetrate her before, caused her to scream out in ecstasy. Fred continued to eat Romilda out for the next five minutes, only breaking away when she went through her two orgasms. The urge to fuck her overpowered Fred, and he made to pop Romilda’s cherry. Before he did however, he took a look over at the scene developing only feet away and was surprised to see that George had already beaten him to the punch. ‘Fuck this pussy is tight!’ moaned George, humping into the unconscious Patricia while she remained on her stomach. George had spread her legs and was slowly working more and more of his shaft into her tight teen pussy. After a few inches, he quickly realized that Patricia was in fact a virgin. He continued to thrust into her flexible hymen for another three minutes before he tore through it, causing her to bleed from her pussy and coat his cock. ‘That’s better!’ sighed a relieved George, as he started to pump his cock into her with a little more freedom. ‘How’s it going over there Fred?’ George said as he propped himself up with his hands on the ground. ‘She’s as tight as a twelve year old!’ laughed a pained Fred, as he tried to force his cock into the screaming Romilda. Romilda’s eyes were wide open in both pain and shock as her maidenhood was being stolen from her. She shut her eyes and just accepted her fate. She knew she wanted it, but didn’t really know why. Fred grabbed hold of her jiggling breasts and pushed his shaft as deep into her as possible, bursting through her elastic barrier and causing her to orgasm and scream in pain. ‘FUCK ME HARDER!!!’ moaned Romilda, as her orgasm subsided and the pleasure from Fred’s thrusting began to increase. She wondered why she had never done this before as she felt Fred twist her nipples and begin to kiss her neck. ‘SMACK!’ SMACK! SMACK!’ George gave Patricia’s juicy white ass a few sharp slaps to watch it jiggle even more as his cock continued to move in and out of her pussy. George could swear he could here Patricia moaning under her breath every time he thrust his cock into her and he was sure she was having one hell of a dream. Fred in the meantime had Romilda’s legs up over his shoulders and was pumping his cock into her as hard and as fast as he could. He knew it wouldn’t take him very long to reach his end and he wanted to make sure he would be able to get Romilda to reach hers at least one more time before he did. He was in luck too; just as he began to pant and near his end, he heard Romilda begin to squeal in pleasure before her juices enveloped his cock that continued sliding in and out of her. The added sensation of her pussy clutching and her juices coating his cock was more than enough to push Fred over the edge in the process. He had no intention to pull out of the young teenage slut, deciding that because she would transform back into her twelve year old body in only a few minutes, a healthy dose of potent seed into her womb would probably not impregnate her. Either way, he was willing to take the chance. ‘UNGHHHHH!’ grunted Fred, jetting several wads of hot sticky cum directly into Romilda’s bald eighteen year old pussy. Romilda closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt Fred fire several long thick strings of his warm semen directly into her for several seconds. ‘GOD! I can feel it shooting inside me!’ moaned Romilda, not realizing that if she had actually been eighteen, she would in fact have been impregnated by Fred’s large load of cum. Fred finally stopped cumming after several seconds of grunting and instead of pulling out of Romilda, he just remained inside of her and tried to catch his breath. As Fred finished going through his orgasm, George began to go through his own massive orgasm. Unlike Romilda however, Patricia was definitely impregnable, but George cared little for that as he began to pant. He and his brother had already impregnated Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet, so getting Patricia pregnant mattered little, especially when nobody would be able to prove his little act with Patricia after she awoke from her deep sleep. There was also the funny fact that in a few months time, Patricia would be dealing with another stressful issue; pregnancy, and both Fred and George would have a good laugh at that.
‘FUCK! I’M CUMMING!’ screamed George, as he slapped Patricia’s now red ass one more time and began cumming inside of her tight cunt. He painted Patricia’s womb with four thick strands of hot seed deep inside of her before collapsing on top of her in ecstasy and relief.
‘Stupefy!’ shouted Fred, hitting Romilda in the chest as he pulled his deflated cock from her cum-filled pussy. She was shocked when he pulled his wand on her, but after being hit, she simply fell unconscious. ‘That’ll make it easier to get her dressed and tidy things up a little’ replied Fred to George’s questioning look. ‘Good idea brother!’ said George, as he got dressed and re-dressed Patricia seconds later. Fred did the same with Romilda before they both picked up the empty bottles the girls had drank from and left them lying on the grass to change back to their normal states. Romilda’s body would turn back into her cute little twelve year old body while Patricia would wake with a baby growing inside her. ‘I think we can say those products work just fine George!’ Fred said to his brother, as they made their way back their bedroom and the massive assortment of vials of potions they had made for the adult oriented Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes line. ‘I love that book’ replied George, as they made it up to Gryffindor Tower and their bedroom to find a shocking and disturbing scene. ‘What the fuck!’ shouted both Fred and George together, when they saw that both their trunks had somehow been forced open. They were so shocked because they knew that they had magically sealed the trunks and forcing them open was impossible to their knowledge. They quickly checked each other’s trunk, knowing of only one valuable item that could have been stolen. Sure enough, the Spellbook of Desires was the only thing missing. ‘NOOOOOO!!!!!†groaned both Fred and George as they ran out of their room to see if they could find whoever had stolen their book. No one was in the common room and there was no evidence that anyone had been there when they had come in. They had been able to make several vials of their valuable potions and they still had the recipe for each of them, but they would never be able to make anything different without the wondrous Spellbook of Desires. ‘Dammit! Not again… We’ve got to find that book…We’ll search the entire school from top to bottom if we have to!’ exclaimed and angry Fred, as he and George ran out of the common room and down the stairs to look for the culprit and the book. Little did they know however, that the Spellbook of Desires was in fact only feet away from them. The book was now magically sealed in its rightful owner’s trunk and Harry Potter had a smile from ear to ear on his face as he sat in the Great Hall and watched students put their names into the Goblet of Fire.
Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Fifteen – Hogwarts Champion
The selection process for the Triwizard Cup had begun the night before, after the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. Any student over the age of eighteen and wanting to try their hand at being selected as Hogwarts Champion had only to throw a piece of paper with their name on it into the Triwizard Cup. So far, Harry had heard that Cedric Diggory and Angelina Johnson had placed their name in the cup, but because the age restriction was seventeen, not many had put their names in. Fred and George had tried to fool the age line Dumbledore had surrounded the cup with, but were rejected and thrown clear across the room. Harry had no intention of trying to fool the cup, even though he knew that if he somehow was able to slip his name in and was chosen, he’d definitely get any pussy he wanted. Getting pussy wouldn’t be much of a problem for Harry anymore because of his stealing back of his Spellbook of Desires. After Ron’s little excursion to the bathroom and the strangely good mood he had been in after it, Harry had used his invisibility cloak to listen in on the conversation Ron had with Fred and George back in the common room. After realizing that Fred and George had the book, he snuck up to their room and tried to force open their trunks to no avail. Later in the night he snuck down to the restricted section and studied up on how to break powerful locking spells. He found a few and after Fred and George left the common room early Saturday morning, he snuck back into their room, magically unsealed their trunks and found his beloved leather clad Spellbook of Desires. After locking the book back in his own trunk and using several even more powerful locking spells to ensure the book’s safety, Harry had made his way back down to the Great Hall where he watched a few seventeen year olds place their name in the Triwizard Cup. Harry anxiously waited for the feast that night and the choosing of the Triwizard Champions; secretly he was hoping Angelina would win, but his mind was largely occupied with what he was going to do next with the Spellbook of Desires. After several hours of waiting around, the feast began and Harry could tell after spying over at the twins that they were clearly pissed off about something. ‘Wonder what they’re so pissed off about’ mumbled Ron, as he shoveled a large helping of mashed potatoes into his mouth. ‘Hmmmm!’ shrugged Harry, knowing exactly why they were pissed. Harry, Ron and Hermione finished eating and after Dumbledore began the selection process, everybody was surprised to find that Harry had been selected as the fourth Triwizard Champion. Harry had no idea how his name could have made it into the cup, but like all the other champions, he shuffled off to the waiting area behind the Great Hall. As Harry walked into the back room, his eyes immediately focused on the beautiful and scantily clad Fleur Delacour, who was wearing only a thin blue top and a similar thin and very short blue skirt. Her skirt was so short in fact, that Harry could tell she was wearing a thong. Nobody took notice of Harry’s entrance, and Harry could tell why; Krum was staring directly at Fleur from across the room while Cedric Diggory was talking to her an absent-mindedly, staring down at her long beautiful legs every few seconds. Fleur was obviously attracted to Cedric too; she couldn’t help but look down at his growing bulge when he wasn’t watching. Cedric wasn’t the only one with a growing member either; Harry and Krum were both as hard as they could get from just looking at her. As Fleur and Cedric continued to talk, Harry made to interrupt their conversation and tell them that he had been chosen as the fourth Triwizard Champion when he noticed Fleur move her hand down to Cedric’s raging hard-on and rub the tip of it. ‘What iz ze doing ere?’ Fleur said to Harry, lifting her fingers away from Cedric’s knob as she did so. ‘Dammit!’ said Cedric, obviously angry about Harry’s interruption. Before Harry could say anything though, Dumbledore and a host of other people entered the room and discussed the circumstances behind Harry being chosen as a champion. Harry felt guilty for some reason; even though he knew he had never put his name in the Goblet of Fire. Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Tower and was pleasantly surprised to be pulled into the common room by a number of hands. Apparently Fred and George had put together a big party with almost every Gryffindor joining in on the fun and supporting the Triwizard Champion. Seamus had snuck in some firewhisky and Dean had put up some posters. Everybody forced Harry to drink to his future success and he did, sputtering and coughing after he did so. All Harry wanted to do was to go and hide back up in his room. Unfortunately he never got the chance and was even told off by Ron, who was obviously jealous of his success. Ron left the party early on and went to bed alone. ‘Hi Harry!!!’ Pavarti and Lavender said to Harry as he passed by them. Harry was receiving a lot of attention from the girls of Gryffindor during the party, which probably had a lot to do with his recent naming as a Triwizard Champion. Harry had his eye on someone else though; Ron’s little sister Ginny who was quietly sitting in a corner with Hermione, knocking back several shots of the potent firewhisky. Harry liked Ginny, and definitely liked fucking her, but his real goal was to get back at Ron and his snooty attitude towards Harry. Harry would just have to pay him back by fucking his little sister in the bed next to him. First he’d have to get her really plastered, but by the way she was knocking back the alcohol, she’d be drunk within minutes. ‘Oh hi Harry!’ said Ginny a little groggily, as she spilled some of her firewhiskey down the front of her shirt. Ginny had been drinking hard and fast that night to work up her courage and ask Harry out on a date. Little did she know however, that Harry intended to do her one better. ‘Hi Ginny… Hermione… How’s it going?’ asked Harry, strutting over to the two girls and sitting next to them. Hermione was tired and instead of sticking around and making sure her heavily intoxicated friend didn’t do something stupid, she left the two alone and walked up to her room. Harry probably could have closed the deal within minutes and gotten Ginny to follow him up to his room, but he wanted to make sure there was no doubt. Harry could tell she was definitely craving his cock again and by the end of the night she’d be bouncing up and down on his lap like a little red headed whore.
Harry proceeded to get her even drunker by playing a drinking game with her, easily beating her every time and forcing her to drink several more shots of the strong firewhiskey. By eleven o’clock, most of the students at the party were either drunk or dead tired and Harry knew that if he was going to make his move, he’d have to do it soon. He had noticed that Fred and George had already left, making it far easier to sneak Ginny up to his room without anyone noticing.
‘You wanna have some more fun Ginny?’ Harry said soberly to Ginny, who was swaying in her chair by that point. Ginny nodded her head yes and got up to leave with Harry. ‘Are you gonna take advantage of me?’ Ginny said in a drunken stupor, with an obvious smile on her face. ‘I sure am!’ replied Harry, grabbing Ginny’s tight little teen ass and guiding her towards the staircase in the process. ‘WHOOOOO… Go Harry! Fuck that little whore’ shouted a bunch of rowdy Gryffindor students as Harry guided Ginny up the stairs and into his room. It was extremely dark in the room and Harry could tell that Ron was the only one there. Ron was awake with his eyes closed, waiting for his chance to tell Harry off again. ‘Oh look… Harry Potter’s tricked another whore into his bed!’ said Ron, snickering as he did so, turning his back to them in the process. Harry covered Ginny’s mouth before she could respond and give away the little surprise he had planned for Ron. ‘Let’s play a little game Ginny… If you don’t make a peep, I’ll make sure you have the most fun you’ve ever had before’ whispered Harry into Ginny’s ear as he pushed her onto his bed and started undressing her. Ginny nodded her head in agreement, smiling as she did so. Harry pulled off her casual shirt and pants before climbing on his bed with her and pulling off his own clothes. Ginny slid off the bed and got down on her knees, preparing herself to take Harry’s manhood into her hot wet mouth. Harry threw his pants and underwear off in record time and swung his legs over the edge of his bed so Ginny could get to work on his semi-hard cock. Ginny took hold of Harry’s soft shaft with one hand and began stroking both his balls and cock with both of her hands. ‘Ohhh Goddd! That feels good!’ moaned Harry, making sure Ron could hear the fun he was having with his little red headed whore. Ginny continued to work over Harry’s cock for the next five minutes, lightly groping his balls while sliding her cold fingers up and down Harry’s now fully hard five inches. ‘Mmmm!’ Ginny mumbled quietly, fantasizing about sucking on Harry’s delicious cock as she continued to give him a good handjob. Harry had his eyes closed and was enjoying the sensation too much to notice that Ginny had actually made a sound. ‘Suck on it baby’ cried Harry, making sure again, that Ron could hear him enjoying the action he was getting. Ginny complied with Harry’s request and slowly opened her mouth and began engulfing more and more of Harry’s member. Harry moaned again at the soft yet warm sensation of Ginny’s wet mouth clamping down on his five inch shaft. ‘Faster’ groaned Harry, as Ginny began to move her mouth faster up and down on his cock, nearly gagging every time she deep-throated Harry’s five inches. Ron was forced to listen to the obvious fun Harry was having with some mysterious slut, clearly fucking Harry for the simple reason that he was a Triwizard Champion. He couldn’t see who was making all the noise with him, but knew she had to be one of the biggest sluts in the school. ‘Okay… Okay… I don’t want to cum yet!’ commanded Harry, extremely close to blowing his load all over Ginny’s pretty little face. ‘Your turn I guess’ finished Harry, getting off the bed and making Ginny take his spot. Ginny quickly tore off her bra before Harry spread her legs and removed her tiny white thong. Harry inhaled deeply, absorbing Ginny’s wondrous pussy aroma before stuffing her thong underneath his bed and stuffing his face in between her legs. Harry buried his tongue as deep into Ginny’s pussy as possible, making her coo quietly as Harry went to work on Ginny’s bald thirteen-year-old pussy. Ginny used her hands to push Harry’s head further into her crotch as Harry moved his hands up to her small but firm little breasts, where he began to kneed them and play with her tiny pink nipples. Harry continued moving his tongue in and out of her pussy for the next five minutes until he felt Ginny squeeze her legs together and her pussy shudder in orgasm. Harry could just make out a small squeak as she went through a massive orgasm and squirted a small amount of her tasty juices down onto Harry’s long tongue. ‘Time to fuck!’ said Harry, as he stood up and sat on the bed beside Ginny. Ginny dutifully slid one of her legs over Harry’s lap so she was sitting on his waist and was looking directly at him. Ginny gave Harry a long deep kiss, tasting her own juices on his tongue in the process before lifting herself up with Harry’s help and moving her tiny pussy towards Harry’s tall standing five inch cock. Harry could just make out Ginny smiling before he dropped her on the tip of his cock, using her weight to help her sink slowly down on his shaft. Both Harry and Ginny groaned at the tight fit, but endured the pain for the pleasure that would surely follow. Ron looked over at the two darkened figures sitting on Harry’s bed and knew that Harry was now fucking the slut. ‘You’ve got a real slut there, don’t you hero!’ quipped Ron as he watched the mysterious girl move up and down on Harry’s cock.
‘God… Have you gotten tighter since the last time I fucked you?’ asked Harry with pain plastered on his face. Harry could barely move as Ginny tried her hardest to work more and more of Harry’s cock into her clutching pussy. The tight fit and the constant friction was more than enough to push the easily excitable Ginny over the edge for the second time. ‘Mmmm’ groaned Ginny quietly, creaming for the second time, but this time lubricating Harry’s dry shaft with some much needed lubrication. The warm and wet juices finally allowed Harry to fit his entire cock into Ginny’s spasm stricken pussy. He moved her up and down on top of his cock using his hands on her hips to slam her up and down with ever increasing speed. ‘SMACK! SMACK!’ Ginny slapped her own ass a few times just as if she was riding a stallion. Her ass quickly turned red and garnered the attention of Ron again, who was slightly impressed by the slutty and experienced pussy Harry had been able to lure into his bed. After five minutes of Ginny bouncing up and down on his cock, Harry made Ginny get off him and give his cock a quick cleaning before they continued. Ginny again dutifully obeyed and sucked her own pussy juices off his cock while Harry stood up and got ready to change positions. After quickly cleaning off his cock, Ginny was guided onto her back on Harry’s bed. She then opened her legs wide so Harry could guide his five inches back into her again easily. ‘God I love fucking you!’ groaned Harry, as he moved in and guided the tip of his cock towards Ginny’s raw pink pussy. He slowly slid the tip of his cock into her, sliding the rest in with relative ease. Ginny again moaned at Harry’s deep penetration before Harry began rocking his hips back and forth into Ginny’s sweet teenage pussy. Harry took hold of Ginny’s thin waist and began rocking his hips into Ginny’s with increasing speed. He could feel his orgasm quickly approaching, but he wanted to get Ginny off one more time before he blew his massive load. ‘Ahhhhh!’ groaned Ginny, seconds later, coating Harry’s cock with her juices for the second time. Harry had a special ending in store for both Ginny and Ron’s sake as he felt the pressure building in his loins. ‘Get on your knees baby!’ shouted Harry, alerting both Ginny and Ron to his approaching end. ‘This one’s for you Ron!’ continued Harry, as Ginny got onto her knees, opened her mouth and stared up at Harry with her slutty little blue eyes. ‘I want it so bad… Cum on my face!’ moaned Ginny rather loudly, alerting Ron even more, who by this point was sitting up on his bed and trying to recall who that had sounded like. ‘LUMOS!’ cried Harry, pointing his wand directly up and illuminating the entire room in a bright light. ‘UNGHHHHH!’ grunted Harry, pasting Ginny’s beautiful face and mouth with a massive amount of his hot sticky cum. Stream after stream hit Ginny’s face and landed in her open mouth as Ron looked on in horror. He knew he had recognized Ginny’s voice as soon as she had spoken, but now that Harry was firing load after load onto her face in rapid succession, there was little he could do to stop him. ‘GINNY!’ shouted Ron, as Harry fired the remainder of his cum onto Ginny’s rosy cheeks and looked over at Ron with a sneer on his face. ‘Thanks Ginny… I’m sure your brother enjoyed the show!’ Harry laughed as Ginny scooped Harry’s cum from her face and greedily sucked it off her fingers. Ron, instead of jumping off his bed and attacking Harry, turned around and covered his head with pillow, thoroughly defeated. Ginny cleaned up the rest of Harry’s cum before hugging Harry and leaving Harry’s room completely naked. Harry ran out after her to cover her up from the prying eyes of the Gryffindor students still downstairs. ‘YEAH…. GO HARRY!’ screamed some adoring fans as Ginny stumbled out of his room naked with a satisfied look on her face and a little cum still in her hair. She gave them a clumsy bow before Harry covered her up and helped her towards her own staircase, where she walked up the steps with some difficulty and disappeared into her room. Harry gave a quick bow to his cheering crowd before running back into his room and crawling under his covers, thoroughly pleased with himself for fucking Ginny and showing Ron up for being such a stupid git. ‘See Ron… I don’t even need that stupid book to fuck your sister!’ Harry said proudly as Ron tried to shut out the sound of Harry’s voice with his pillow. Though Harry was pleased with the exhibition he had just put on for Ron, he was worried about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament and the first task he would have to compete in.
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