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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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Ron was gone.

Ron was gone, and he left an abysmal sense of pain, abandonment, and betrayal in both Hermione and Harry

For days Harry had repeated himself over and over again it was the fault of the Slytherin locket, Voldemort's horocrux, as Ron had used it too long, that the words spoken by the redhead in heated anger were not spoken truthfully. Because Ron had been the first friend he had made when he arrived in the wizarding world. His best friend

But during the following days the last Potter couldn't help but remember how jealous Ron was, like when he was put into the Triwizard tournament against his will and the Weasley believed that he cheated to enter that damn tournament, calling him a liar, a cheater, a bad friend and the redhead never apologized for it, with Harry letting him pass because he wanted to get his friend back. But that wasn't the only thing Harry remembered.

For days, James Potter's son remembered several times when the Weasley always proved to be the one who disappointed in the friendship of the three, as when Ron was responsible for Hermione being in the girls' bathroom for making her cry when the troll entered Hogwarts, when he hurt her and made her cry at the tournament's Yule Ball, or that he always fights with Hermione or spoke ill of her when Granger wasn't around.

As well as the time they spent together looking for Voldemort's horocruxes, with Ron always complaining about not eating enough when he ate much more than he or Hermione, about having to help put up magical barriers for his camp that several times Potter and Granger had to fix afterwards, that the magic tent and beds were not comfortable, that they don't cook as well as their mother or the house elves from Hogwarts, or why they couldn't find the other horcruxes quickly and much more.

Spending days remembering all of that had made Harry's sadness, as well as the pain he felt at Ron's departure, change to anger and fury against the Weasley, but while Harry had found that anger and fury that he now used to stand his ground and move on, Hermione had been incredibly sad, but Harry knew his best friend, she was also very angry, struggling with both feelings

However, over the next few days with Harry now not regretting that Ron is gone, so he tried to cheer Hermione up and they soon realized that they could talk much more easily without Ron around, as Ron had been constantly depressed, complaining, impatient and anxious for the search for the horcruxes to end quickly. They only had to spend a few more days without Ron, for them to realize that the atmosphere in the store was much more stable, and Harry along with Hermione began to relax into the same natural friendship that they had always shared with each other, reaching to the point where they could joke again, which they hadn't done since Dumbledore's death.

Realizing that now the search was much calmer, without having to endure the redhead complaining, without having to fix the chores that Weasley did reluctantly and poorly done at his camp which also caused arguments with Ron.

Even if they only had each other now in the months that had passed, Harry and Hermione had found a way to relax, ever since that day they danced around listening to the magical radio.

Being in each other's arms relaxed them, and Harry couldn't help but think more and more about Hermione, about having her in his arms, feeling her…

"No" Harry said as he quickly shook his head, he didn't want to ruin what he had with his best friend, his friendship with Hermione, but it was getting harder with each week, now that the feelings for her were changing.

Potter set out to think about other things, but it wasn't easy, because there wasn't much to think about, his friends could be dead, injured or captured, that would only worry or depress him and he didn't think about Ginny anymore since months ago looking at the Marauders' map, he had seen her with Dean in one of the Hogwarts closets and on another occasion with Seamus, both times after midnight. Harry wasn't such an idiot that he didn't realize what was happening.

But even if Harry tries to tell himself to think about other things, his mind wanders back to Hermione, but then he hears her walking inside the tent, so he turns to look at her from where he was sitting inside the tent, despite trying his best not to stare at Hermione as she turns on the radio, letting a soft tune play.

She turned to him before walking in his direction, without him looking away

"Harry?" said Hermione holding out her hand to Harry, who didn't need anything else to realize that she wanted to dance. So he stood up, taking her hand to start dancing in the center of the magic tent.

Soon one of his arms was around her waist as they danced to the song, both letting themselves be carried away by the melody, ignoring that everything that was wrong, as if Voldemort and the rest of the world did not exist…

Their little escape from the world.

It was just the two of them and it was all that mattered.

One song became two, two became three, three became four, and so on, losing count.

Harry had even closed his eyes a few songs back until he felt Hermione's hand on his face

"Hermione" he said her name as he looked into her eyes, before being shocked when she kissed him, which subconsciously his lips answered.

It took him a few seconds before he reacted and walked away from the kiss

“We shouldn't have done that.”

"Why not?" she asked as her arms wrapped around Harry's neck

"Not a good idea"

"Why isn't it?"

Harry tried to think of an answer, but the only one he could find was "Ron-"

"Fuck Ron," she interrupted, surprising Harry, then the black-haired man realized that she had the Slytherin locket

"Hermione is the locket, it's manipulating you"

She looked at him for a moment before removing the horcrux to throw it to another part of the tent and kiss him again.

“I want this, Harry. "I was stupid to take so long to realize that it's you who I love."

"What?"

"I love you Harry... I've been in love with you for years, but you never seemed interested in me, so I gave up," she replied, leaving him totally surprised by her confession “But since it's just you and me... I've seen how you look at me.”

"I-I.." Harry's voice choked, unable to respond congruently, so he kept quiet instead

“…”

"Harry?" she asked at his lack of response, but then he kissed her.

They were both somewhat clumsy with their actions, with the kiss, because they did not have much experience, Harry had only dated Cho very briefly and with Ginny, while Hermione had only dated Ron, and also because they stopped containing what they felt for the other

So they kissed as they moved around the tent so they could sit on one of the beds

Both loving to feel each other's lips and feel themselves in each other's arms.

They kissed for several moments as each other's hands moved over the other's body, Hermione's hands encircling his neck and caressing his head, while Harry's grabbed her hips and back, pulling her closer to him, bringing her body into his lap.

Losing track of time only stopping the kiss to breathe before resuming it, until each of their hands wandered so they could remove the other's clothes.

Harry's mind was momentarily clouded every time a new part of herself was revealed, making him realize that he had never known how beautiful she really was.

Being naked, each one's hands felt the other's body again, pressing against the other as they kissed again.

Hermione felt Harry's cock against her crotch, and tried to move as best she could to provoke him. He may have been rather clumsy in doing so, but Harry was quickly going crazy with it

"Mione" he moaned her name in the kiss as he felt her move and rub against his cock and chest, while his hands had moved down the back and waist of the brunette to feel her ass, which she began to squeeze gently

"Harry"

Again due to their lack of experience, the two of them just kept repeating the same actions, her rubbing against him and yet those actions were pushing them over the edge.

"Harry," she said, pulling away from him a little, as she felt his hard cock

"Hermione?" Harry curiously said her name, only to see her lift a little from his lap and see her move a hand to grab his cock and line it up against her pussy.

Just by rubbing and inserting the tip they both moaned again, but she put both arms on the Potter's shoulders.

"Let me do it, Harry," she said to the black-haired man, who only nodded before she began to slowly descend

Harry felt like he was going to explode the more he felt from the warm inside of the chestnut, until he felt like he was bumping into something

"One… two… three" she slammed into 3 before sinking deeper and breaking through her barrier, causing her to let out a faint cry of pain

"Are you ok?" Harry said worried about the scream she gave, taking away a little how excited he was.

"Just give me a moment," she said as she waited a bit for the pain to subside.

Harry wanted to help her, but the only thing he could think of was to kiss her again and they continued like this for a few minutes before she sank back into his cock

When she got it all the way in, she stayed there, adjusting to Harry's cock.

"Hermione?" the black-haired man asked as she breathed a little

“I'm fine,” the brunette responded before slowly rising until she felt that only the tip of Harry's cock was left inside her pussy and sinking completely again.

The next few seconds passed like this, as pleasure overwhelmed Harry, and any trace of pain Hermione might feel was slowly replaced by pleasure.

"Harry" moaned Granger

“Hermione” moaned Harry

It wasn't long before he reached the limit and exploded inside Hermione

"…I'm sorry, I couldn't," the last Potter began, embarrassed that he had too soon.

"It doesn't matter, birth control potions don't need more than a few hours to be ready, tomorrow I'll do it," Granger said confusing a bit as to why Harry was embarrassed

He couldn't respond when she kissed him again, pressing her body back against him, with Harry feeling how hard the chestnut's nipples were as she rubbed against him.

Then, he stopped worrying and let himself go, with Hermione feeling Harry's cock hardening back inside her, so she again began to move to get the black-haired man's cock in and out of her, with both of them being overwhelmed with pleasure for the next few moments, until she cummed.

But despite this, the two continued, they had the rest of the night to learn what they liked about sex.

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Chapter Text

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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Harry Potter, the boy who lived, has gone through situations that most wizards would not experience throughout their lives. From being orphaned when he was just one year old because he and his family were targeted by a dark wizard known as Voldemort, growing up as a slave with his uncles, almost dying several times during his first year at Hogwarts against a troll, a Cerberus, in a Quidditch match and more.

But it hasn't all been bad, because during her second year, Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, thanks to a letter from her own niece, Amelia Bones learned of the petrifications of the students, so an investigation was conducted, which ended up bringing in outside help when it was discovered that Salazar Slytherin's monster was a basilisk thousands of years old. And all of this brought a lot of changes to Hogwarts because the International Confederation of Wizards considered Hogwarts' standards to be extremely low and backward by several decades at best.

Changes that were still being made because education at Hogwarts needed to be extended by three years due to the decline that Albus Dumbledore had allowed since he obtained the position of headmaster, since then Hogwarts changed a lot, such as the dismissal of Snape and the divination teacher despite Dumbledore's protests, or that the headmaster himself almost lost his job in Hogeawarts with the dementors incident, although he did lose it when someone illegally put Harry in the triwizard tournament during his fifth year and the death of Cedric Diggory, in addition to losing his position in the International Confederation.

Besides, speaking of Dementors, that year also Cornelius Fudge lost his job over the brilliant idea of sending those vile creatures to Hogwarts, not to mention that with the International Confederation of Wizards' investigations into Hogwarts, the ministry, and Sirius Black's escape, where the foreign agents ended up discovering Black's innocence. And once any charges against Sirius were dropped, as well as having to go through therapy for his time at Azkaban, Harry was finally able to leave the Dursleys and go live with someone who truly loved and cared about him, someone he could truly call family.

But today, Harry Potter, in his eighth year, found himself in a new situation for him. He wasn't up against Voldemort who tried to resume his reign of terror only to be quickly toppled by the International Confederation of Wizards in just over a year, nor was he at the mercy of dementors like during his third year in a Quidditch match, or even a particularly nasty boggart… Nothing of that

He was in front of... Daphne Greengrass.

The girl known as the Ice Queen of Slytherin, who was rumored to currently rule the House of Snakes since the children of the Death Eaters lost any influence they may have over others since their own parents were arrested by the International Confederation who didn't care about their pure-blooded status to use veritaserum during interrogations, or that some of the children of the Death Eaters were arrested when they tried to emulate their parents inside Hogwarts…

The situation was the blonde, blue-eyed girl, considered one of the most beautiful witches within Hogwarts, now radiated... Unusual heat.

"Daphne…"

They had never exchanged words beyond working together on potions since Horace Slughorn was hired again since Snape's firing and were regularly paired during class. Sure, Harry had had fantasies about her, but now since the potions class disaster that occurred in the morning, where he and Daphne worked on the 'Love Potion', where they had somehow managed to create a very different concoction that ended up exploding and leaving his cauldron as a puddle of a pinkish-red goo. So, Professor Slughorn, usually jovial, had not been at all impressed, and both were expelled from the class to go to the infirmary to be checked.

But the moment they left the class, with each passing second a sense of longing and desire grew within Harry, which with the way to the infirmary on the other side of the castle was becoming an overwhelming and intoxicating feeling now that they were halfway there.

His green eyes met hers, the familiar cold blue now shining with something unreadable.

While they both walked in silence, Daphne's hand, cold and soft, brushed his as they crossed another hallway, and an electric shock went up his arm and he stumbled, but his hand instinctively reached for hers. She didn't pull away, instead her gaze locked on him and her lips parted slightly.

"Potter," she whispered, her voice hoarse with newfound emotion.

He couldn't speak, his throat suddenly closed, his mind consumed by the irresistible attraction he felt towards her. His hand, which was now holding hers, felt warm where his skin touched. Harry desperately wanted to be closer, to feel her warmth against him.

As if she’d been reading his thoughts, she walked closer. Her scent, usually fresh and clean, now had a taste that sent a shiver down his spine. The air around them crackled with an invisible energy, uniting them, urging them to succumb to the inexplicable attraction.

"Daphne," he managed to say in a harsh voice.

But just a second later, his lips found hers and a spark that seemed to light up the world. It was an innocent kiss, but it became intoxicating, a mixture of youth and pure passion. In that one instant, everything changed. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in the hallway.

The failed potion, intended for a different purpose, had created something different and at the same time similar. So now they were caught in a whirlwind of emotions fueled by the potent magic of their potion.

When they parted, they could only look at each other for a moment before Harry pressed his lips to Daphne's again, and she responded enthusiastically. Their bodies pressed together as they deepened the kiss, their hands wrapped around each other's body before they began to explore. Harry's heart raced as he felt Daphne's hand slide down his stomach, and he groaned as she pulled it back up to run her fingers across his chest.

But as much as they wanted to continue, they were both still aware of the risks. They were in a school full of students and teachers, and anyone could find them at any time. So, reluctantly, they separated, both panting lightly.

"Daphne... What-what was that?" asked the black-haired 18-year-old, confused and surprised by what had just happened

"I think… our failed potion… turned into one of lust" Daphne said, thinking a little about what was going on, but still feeling the effects of the poorly brewed potion

"We should… we should go to the infirmary," Potter said, trying to take her eyes off Daphne

"Yes, we should... or”

"Or?" said the green-eyed boy, surprised and excited by whatever Greengrass had thought

"Lust positions last for a limited time or lose their effect while those who drank them are…" Daphne stopped talking as she felt the excitement rise inside her, as well as the embarrassment of hearing herself suggesting that they surrender to the effects of the potion

"Are…?" he said encouraging her to continue, but she only gave him a look that only turned him on more. "Oh… then… we should go to a more private place," Harry said, his voice hoarse with desire.

Daphne nodded, her eyes shining with excitement and agreement ”'Yes… we should… do you know a place?”

Harry Potter never expected to find himself in this situation. But here he was, with Daphne Greengrass, but his mind was affected by the mistake in the potions class and now he just wanted to take Daphne to a place where no one would disturb them, and he quickly thought of the perfect place, the Room of Requirement that Luna showed him.

So, he took the beautiful blonde to said room using the Marauder's Map and the castle's secret passages to avoid detection.

As they made their way to the Room of Requirement, Harry's heart raced with excitement. He had never felt this way before and couldn't believe it was Daphne who made him feel this way. Even if it was due to the effects of his failed potion.

Daphne, on the other hand, was just as excited as Harry. She'd never told him, but she had a much better opinion of Harry than the other boys, though her rational side couldn't believe she was going to be alone with him, to have sex with him.

However, as they walked to the Room of Requirement, they had to use all their willpower not to pounce on the other, failing at times when he kissed and groped her desperately or she him.

But when they entered the Room of Requirement, Harry and Daphne could no longer get their hands off each other. They stumbled and groped their way, kissing and touching each other with feverish urgency, as the room took on the appearance they needed.

Each's clothes were almost ripped off by the other in desperation, but the moment they were both naked, they climbed onto the bed created by the room and she straddled Harry. There was no need for foreplay; not in the state they were in.

Daphne sank on Harry. At first there was a groan of pain as Daphne broke her hymen, but because of the lust and raw desire they felt, neither of them could wait more.

She rode him hard and fast, not controlling herself in the slightest. She got up and fell on top of him as fast as she could, seeking nothing but his immediate gratification, with him helping her by putting his hands on her hips to speed up her thrusts.

Harry just wanted to speed up the thrusts of both of them and fuck a little harder. Daphne didn't think any differently. And to Harry's surprise, she wasn't behaving as he would have expected the daughter of a traditionalist pure-blood family to react, but another part of him wasn't acting in any way like himself either.

"Yeeesss!" Daphne groaned. "Oh, Harry, it's so good!" While she kept her hands planted on the black-haired man's shoulders for support as she pulled out and sank onto his cock, at least until Potter flipped them both over, so he was on top of her and began to push his hips into her harder, while she surrounded his body with her legs.  “Harder! Harder!”

"Daph!"

Harry couldn't stop ramming her, it wasn't enough for him either, so he kissed her, while his hands played with her breasts, squeezing and kneading them to his liking. While she could only moan and wrap her arms around the black-haired man's neck.

"Harry" she moaned with some complaint as he pulled away, but he then turned Daphne over to get her on all fours and fuck her again

They continued like this for the rest of the day as their bodies released the effects of the potion, that for the next few hours, Harry and Daphne were lost in their own little world, unaware of the passage of time and the possible consequences of their actions.

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Overnight at Hogwarts

“Professor Slughorn” greeted the current healer Chiara Lobosca to the professor.

“Just Horace, Chiara, we are colleagues now. How many times do I have to tell you?” Slughorn said.

"I think a few more times," she replied with a smile, "Is something wrong?"

"I'm just here to see how Mr. Potter and Miss Greengrass are doing."

"Potter and Greengrass?... why are you asking about them?" said Chiara, somewhat confused

"Because after their accident with their potion, I sent them to the infirmary," now it was Slughorn's turn, it should be obvious because he was here

"They never came" now she was somewhat worried about how the two students mentioned might be

"What?! And where are they?!"

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Chapter Text

I don't own Harry Potter, it belongs to J. K. Rowling, I don't own DC, nor its characters, the same goes for any other material used for this fanfic, credits to their respective creators.

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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Much had changed for Harry Potter the boy who lived and now known as the man who lived in the last 6 years , since the death of Tom Marvolo Riddle, better known as Voldemort to the English wizarding world and vaguely to some of the other nations of wizarding Europe…

From helping in the rebuilding of Hogwarts and returning to finish his magical education, to joining the Aurors and being the right-hand woman to the current head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, a job Harry sometimes hated for the paperwork and occasional politics.

Additionally, among the many things that changed was the fact that his relationship with Ginny Weasley did not work out again, as she had become quite close to Colin Creevey during the reign of terror of Voldemort's followers at Hogwarts, so they decided to remain only friends, although the curious thing was that Ron and Molly were the most annoyed by that event when in any case it should be him.

Be that as it may, in recent years he had dated some girls like Susan Bones, Megan Jones, with Daphne Greengrass to the great disbelief of Ron and other of his former Hogwarts classmates, that particular time with Parvarti and Padma Patil at the same time and a few other girls, but none had worked.

Well, not exactly none, somehow he and Nymphadora had started a relationship a year ago, after a particularly annoying night and case, in which they were both left alone in the offices as the rest had withdrawn as soon as they closed the case. And wanting to relax a little they both decided to drink a little, only that a couple of drinks turned into several and one thing led to another... and both ended up in a Muggle hotel...

Although they still have some difficulty in fully remembering that night, but when the two woke up the next day, he and Dora agreed that it was a mistake that they would not repeat or talk about it again, as Tonks was a close friend, former mentor of his here in the Auror Department, and mother of his godson, Teddy. And they were basically family since she had moved back to Grimmauld Place with him since her spouse Remus Lupin was killed in the Battle of Hogwarts, along with Teddy and Andromeda.

But that didn't stop each one from looking at the other from that day, when they thought the other didn't realize it. Not to mention that Andromeda was the first to notice, since she lived with them, so she started joking or making comments about why he didn't invite Dora on a date or she him, jokingly saying that Dora should sleep with Harry. since there was no way he could abandon her like so many other men did once they found out she was a single mother.

And Andromeda became more insistent with her comments as the weeks went by and she encouraged Teddy to call him dad… Dora was torn between being upset and happy about it.

To this day they weren't sure if Andromeda used potions on them or not, so that they would stop dancing around each other and start dating...

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"Harry!" Nymphadora Tonks shouted as she cummed around his cock. She lay naked on her desk, her breasts and body pressed against the surface, while Harry just as naked fucked her from behind.

If it weren't for the privacy spells she had installed around her private office, they were sure that everyone in the Auror department would have been able to hear every word, moan, and cry of pleasure that either of them had made during the past thirty minutes.

Dora's hands gripped the edge of the desk tightly, several minutes ago she had thrown several papers, folders and other items that were on the desk. They were supposed to wait until they got off work, which was within 20 minutes, but by Merlin , there were days when they both acted like horny teenagers who want to take risks….

As she lost herself in a new orgasm, the firm grip Tonks usually had over her abilities as Metamorphmagus faded, her natural brown hair color shifting between hot pink and a bright red, with the latter being the one that lasted the longest, a definite sign of the pleasure she was feeling.

Feeling her tight ass clench around his cock, Harry slowed his thrusts and took a moment to appreciate the beautiful witch who was lying face down on his own desk.

With her abilities as Metamorphmagus, Tonks was able to make any fantasy come true that Harry could think of (although sometimes they seemed more hers than his). More than that, she is able to manipulate her body so that her pussy and ass were tighter than any virgin's and they could receive Harry's cock without any problem.

After a few minutes in which Dora breathed and recovered from her orgasm, she regained control over her hair color that returned to brown, and she threw Harry a lewd smile over her bare shoulder. "Why did you stop?" she said with desire. "Are you tired yet?"

That question that was only to incite him, so he didn't need to answer it, plus he will take away that false look of mockery and disappointment.

Smiling, Harry moved closer again, but to lean over her so he could give her a kiss on the lips, while rubbing his crotch against her butt during the kiss. "I thought you were the one who needed the break" he joked, as he entered inside her pussy.

Tonks almost looked offended, but Harry made her give her a slight groan as he slowly entered her "I'm just starting!" As if to emphasize her point, she made her pussy clench around Harry's cock before she began massaging the head of Harry's cock. "Do you think I need to rest?"

Harry laughed and reared his hips back before thrusting into Tonks. Although she loosened the grip her pussy had on his cock to allow his freedom of movement, she would now have a hard time getting it back as she let out loud moans as Harry filled her again and again.

"I don't know what I would do without you in my life," Harry admitted as he thrust into Tonks' pussy over and over again.

"Fuck," Tonks hissed with pleasure as Harry returned at a fast and strong pace.

"And you?" joked Harry.

Tonks bit her lower lip as she tried to think of what Harry said earlier, but stopped biting her lip as another moan came through her lips. Harry's hips hit his chubby butt, sending a rippling wave through his flesh. "I-I… wouldn't know… what to do either... without you" Tonks said between moans.

Harry leaned forward again to kiss her neck, although that made it difficult for him to maintain his relentless thrusts into Dora, so he had to change pace. So his hands stopped holding Nymphadora by the hip, to run over her body in order to grab and massage her tits

Tonks let out another cry of pleasure.

Harry stopped sucking and nibbling on his neck for a moment to ask Dora “Shall we continue here or at home?”

She was having a hard time focusing on the question due to the pleasure clouding part of her mind, so she didn't respond, so Harry began to slow down his movements.

"What are you...?" Tonks' pleading face looked at him again.

Harry stopped to ask again “Shall we continue here or at home?”

The next two seconds passed too slowly for Potter, while Tonks took a second to understand the question and another to think about the answer.

"Here" she said "we won't be able to do it at home, even if Teddy falls asleep early" she added, thinking that they had nothing to worry about in her office (although at work they still kept a secret what they really were), since her reputation had changed quite a bit in these years and was now somewhat similar to that of the late Amelia Bones, not on par with her former boss, but close enough, and everyone wanted to finish their shift and leave, while at home they would have to wait until their son fell asleep and they could lock themselves in their room, if they didn't lose heart.

Harry smiled at her before saying " We will make it up to him" when he finished speaking he gave Dora another short kiss, while continuing to push his cock inside her warm pussy. Tonks' mouth opened in a silent gasp of pleasure as she was filled again, even though the speed and force of Harry's thrusts were not as strong or fast as they had been moments ago.

Seizing the opportunity, Harry glued his mouth to hers, using his tongue to dominate her.

Tonks moaned as Harry kissed her and thrust into her tight pussy over and over again, s he tried to fight with her own tongue, but it was already difficult for her without Harry's hands that continued massaging her breasts.

With the grip Harry had on her body, he pushed her off the desk and one of Dora's hands went to Harry's face, as his thrusts became stronger and stronger once again, until he reached his limit and cummed inside Tonks.

"Shit!" growled Harry after breaking the kiss, as he pushed his hips forward, shooting every last bit of his cum inside her. When he was satiated, he breathed for a moment before pulling out of her and plopping down into the chair Dora had in her office.

Dora also took a moment to breathe before completely moving away from her desk to approach Harry and knelt in front of him , her hands grabbing his cock and she started massaging it for a few moments before her lips met his cock and she started licking it until it was clean.

"Dora" moaned Harry as she licked her shaft as she used her metamorphic abilities to enlarge her breasts to massage Harry’’s length by wrapping his cock between her breasts, with the tip sticking out, which she kept licking

Harry groaned, as he looked into her eyes and she looked into him, not losing focus on what she was doing.

After a few moments where she didn't stop massaging her bar and licking the tip, one of Harry's hands landed on her head to gently press her to swallow his cock.

Tonks pushed her tits aside so she could swallow her cock better, but they also returned to their natural size. Before long, Harry's hand was unnecessary as she moved her head up and down, with her tongue massaging his cock. But one hand from Dora's hands went down to her wet core to massage it, because Harry left her too close to her own orgasm when he cummed inside her.

When pleasure was once again reaching its limit, but not only in Dora's, since once again thanks to her metamorphic abilities to swallow and massage Harry's cock, she was pushing him to his limit as well.

In a short time they both came, she first than him for only about 3 seconds.

She swallowed everything she could keep from slipping out of her mouth, but when she finished she moved away from Harry's cock, then Dora climbed on the black-haired man's lap and began to move in his lap rubbing her pussy against his cock, while Harry used magic without a wand to clean Dora's body and her mouth.

Feeling Harry's cock getting hard again, Tonks kissed him as she lifted a little from his lap and he lined up his cock, before she sank in and started riding him...

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

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Alternative universe where Voldemort is dead, James and Lily Potter are alive. Hogwarts starts at 13 years old

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"Hurry up, Longbottom!" Susan Bones exclaimed, her voice echoing in the dimly lit hallway of one of the Hogwarts corridors with some annoyance, while her red hair swayed as she quickened her pace, the reason for her annoyance was because she and her three fellow prefects had arrived late for the night meeting, so the most convenient areas for night patrols had already been chosen by his other fellow prefects such as Hermione Granger of Ravenclaw.

"Calm down, Susan!" It was Harry Potter, the godson of his Aunt Amelia's husband and her boyfriend, who responded to Susan as the sound of his footsteps grew louder as he turned the corner to catch up with her. "It's not like we can change our patrol areas”

"And whose fault is it?" replied the 18-year-old redhead with a generous chest for her age that is characteristic of the women of the Bones family

"You didn't seem to be complaining a little while ago" replied the son of the savior of the wizarding world, Lily Potter, née Evans, the woman who had killed Lord Voldemort by turning the Potter home in Godric's Hollow into a deadly and explosive trap in case the the Fidelius charm wasn't enough to hide her family, while she and her husband and son escaped through a secret tunnel.

But before Susan could respond in any way that could take away from James Potter's son the smile he had, they were caught up with them by their respective fellow prefects from their own Hogwarts houses who were also their respective best friends, who in other words were Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott.

"Harry, Susan," Hannah said when she arrived with them, but before Harry could say anything, the niece of the head of the Aurores department did

"Well, we're almost there."

The other three watched her continue on the road before Neville and Hannah turned to see Harry

"What?" asked Potter to the duo's gaze

"Did you do anything to her to annoy her?" the two asked

"What?, No!"

"So?" asked the blonde from the badger house as they walked again to catch up with Susan

"I didn't do anything to her, she's just..." Harry began to say before he stopped as if thinking about what to say "... a little annoyed" But his answer only got a couple of skeptical looks from the other two, so Potter added the following while coming up with an idea "You know what?... why don't you better go ahead and patrol the greenhouses and I see that it bothers Susan?, Okay?, Great!” Harry gave them no time, nor a chance to respond before he quickened his pace to catch up with Susan

“Harry!” Neville and Susan raised their voices a little as they watched him walk away before they shared a look about whether they should go to the greenhouse area and patrol or catch up with their friends.

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"Susan," Harry said when he caught up with her and Susan realized that his friends weren't coming with him, so she was about to ask where they were, but the 18-year-old emerald-green eyed boy spoke again to answer the unasked question, "They said they were going to patrol the greenhouses, that leaves us with the towers, so let's patrol."

Susan looked at him with an incredulous look as he continued walking, Bones had a hard time believing what Lily Potter's son said, especially since she has known him since they were children since she had been raised by her aunt and her husband, Sirius Black, so she knows perfectly well the naughty streak Harry has that his father and godfather encourages when their respective wives are not looking. But all Susan did was snort before continuing and catching up with Harry who was leaving her behind.

But at first Susan's suspicions about Harry's intentions were that he wanted to give Neville and Susan alone time who are attracted to each other, only neither dares to ask the other out, but those suspicions were thrown out the window after a few minutes of patrol as they passed by a broom closet when Harry stopped to take a furtive look at his around.

The corridor was deserted and the only sound was the distant echo of her own footsteps that quickly faded as soon as she stopped too

"Harry?" was all Susan could say before he dragged her into the broom closet in the hallway.

Once inside, Harry didn't waste a moment, he closed the door without making noise before casting some spells on him, one was an alert spell, another to prevent the noise from coming out of the broom closet, another to lock and another to prevent anyone from paying attention to the door. Then Potter pushed Susan against the door, framing her face with his hands, their eyes met and she could see the desire burning in his gaze. Before she could protest, his lips were on hers, his kiss deep and demanding. She melted into him, her body responding instinctively to his touch.

However, when they separated after more than a minute, and despite Susan rolling her eyes, she couldn't help the smile that was drawn on her lips. "You know, we're supposed to set an example, not break the rules."

"Oh, I know," Harry said, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, "But who says we can't have a little fun while we're doing it?... like the last time we patrolled together"

Susan's cheeks flushed as she remembered the last time they had patrolled together almost a week ago... The way Harry had pinned her against the cold stone wall of another broom closet, his hand running across the fabric of her robe to take it off, finding the hem of her shirt, sliding under it... The way his lips had felt hot and hungry as he claimed her body in the shadows.

"Besides," Harry whispered, coming closer so that his breathing mingled, "I was dying to be alone with you again”

"We were alone two hours ago," Susan said, reminding him that it hadn't even been three hours since then

"Do you forget that Neville and Hannah interrupted us?... and for me it was too long," Harry said before kissing her

Susan's heart skipped a beat. The excitement of their secret encounters had only grown with each stolen kiss and each caress. They had been taking these risks for weeks, and the excitement of being discovered had only increased the appeal, especially when they were near the area patrolled by a professor.

Then Susan's hands wrapped around Harry's neck as they kissed again, grabbing the back of his head as if she wanted to keep him from walking away, and Harry's hands went down to his butt, as his tongue invaded her mouth.

When they parted again to catch their breath they were panting softly, but Harry began to open her robe. "We don't have much time" he muttered as he finished taking off her robe and began to take off his own with Susan's help.

"No, we don't," Susan said, her eyes dark with desire. She knew they had to be quick, but the urgency only served to increase the passion they felt at the time.

With both robes out, Harry's hands went to Susan's waist, pulling her closer, as well as going under the fabric of her shirt to start tracing circles with his thumbs on her hips, exposing her pale skin to fresh air. Susan shivered, but it wasn't because of the cold. The rising heat between them was palpable, a silent promise of what was to come.

They went deeper into the closet, Harry's hands moved in front of Susan and with deft fingers he began to unbutton Susan's shirt, without taking his eyes off hers. She felt somewhat exposed, vulnerable and more alive than ever, his touch was a mark, a statement of ownership that sent shivers down her spine, and her own hands found the buttons on his shirt, her hands trembled slightly as she opened it.

The warmth of her body bathed his, and he could feel her heart racing to the rhythm of his.

In a short time, Susan managed to remove his shirt to reveal a more athletic body than most wizards thanks to Potter's mother having insisted on preparing him in case Voldemort's followers or their children wanted revenge, enrolling Harry in dueling competitions for 4 years, as well as enrolling him in sports competitions with boys his age within the Muggle world in every school vacation, since before Harry started studying at Hogwarts.

Then their bodies collided again, this time with more urgency. Susan's large breasts were squished against Harry's chest, with the fabric of her bra as the only barrier. Soon after, Harry's hands found the clasp and unfastened it, freeing her heavy breasts. He cupped them, while his thumbs brushed against her sensitive nipples, prompting Susan to gasp softly, and the sensation sent a small wave of pleasure through her, so she arched to offer them to her, her hands gripping the back of his neck.

Harry took one nipple into his mouth, caressing it with his tongue and sucking it into a hard peak. Susan's eyes closed for a moment at the sensation and she groaned, with the sound echoing off the walls of the closet. Harry's other hand found its way into her skirt, groping the buttons until he could slide it over her hips, and she took a step back enough to drop it to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.

Susan reached for his belt, her own need drove her now, she had to have it, she had to feel it inside her again.

Harry's pants fell to the floor, revealing his hardened cock fighting his boxers, and with trembling hands she pushed the cloth down, not taking her eyes off the Potter’s.

Again their bodies pressed against each other, skin to skin and hearts racing as the black-haired wizard grabbed the witch by the back of the neck for a fierce kiss, while Harry's other hand slid into the moisture between Susan's legs and moaned against her mouth. She was already so wet for him that Potter slipped a finger into her that Susan squeezed and rubbed her body further against him, her hips looking for more friction.

It wasn't long before Harry's hands reached down to grab Susan's butt to lift her up, Susan's legs wrapped around his waist, he kissed her neck and gently nibbled on the tender skin there. She groaned, digging her nails into his back, he knew exactly how to make her beg for more.

"Harry~" Susan whispered hoarsely as a plea, so Harry didn't need any more stimulation, he pushed her against a wall so he could settle into the entrance of her pussy and push in, filling her completely with a slow and deliberate push.

Susan threw her head back, a high-pitched sound escaping her lips as she adjusted to her size. While Harry stood still for a moment, savoring the sensation of her warm, tight pussy enveloping him, before starting to move.

"Mmmm~"

The pace of the thrusts shifted from slow to moderate and steady, with the tapping of skin to skin disturbing the stillness of the night, but soon after Harry's hand found her clit and his thumb caressed it. Susan's voice as well as her breathing ragged as her warm insides tightened around his cock as her body was carried closer and closer to ecstasy.

Susan's eyes closed with her moans growing in intensity and frequency as Harry's pace became more frantic. She could feel the pleasure rise to the brink of ecstasy, knowing that her climax was near. "Harry~" she gasped, her voice barely a whisper.

"Look at me," Harry demanded with a voice full of lust, Susan's eyes widening and meeting hers full of desire. The intensity of his gaze only served to feed her own desire.

With each thrust, Harry's grip on Susan's hips tightened as he felt like he was getting closer and closer to cumming, but he didn't want to be the first to do it, so his thumb moved faster against her clitoris, and she loudly groaned while her body trembling with unbridled pleasure.

The out-of-the-closet world ceased to exist when Susan gave in to the sensations Harry was provoking in her. The only thing that mattered was the feeling of him inside her, the sound of their harsh breathing, and the pressure building up inside her core.

Her nails raked Harry's back as she felt she was about to peak, she bit her lower lip to suppress a cry of pleasure, but without taking her eyes off his. Harry's eyes were full dark with lust, his gaze holding hers as if he could read the depths of her soul.

"Harry~!" Susan gasped in a voice mixed with pleasure and despair.

Harry's pace didn't falter, if anything, it became more intense. He slammed into her, his hips meeting hers with desperate urgency.

If he were carrying her and pushing her against the door, they would make it tremble with every impact, even though in the state they were in they wouldn't have minded being discovered. The only thing that mattered was the pleasure and need between them.

Susan's legs tightened around Harry's waist, her heels dug into his back, her eyes closed and she threw her head back as much as she could due to her position, but with a loud moan as the orgasm crashed over her, waves of pleasure swept through her body like a tidal wave.

Harry moaned too, feeling Susan's inside throbbing around his cock and it was all he could take. He rammed into her one last time, burying himself to the bottom when he, too, peaked.

The warmth of his release filled her, and Susan clung to it, milking every last drop.

For a moment they remained like this, intertwined, panting and trembling with the aftershocks of their passion... Then, with a start, Susan realized the time and the situation. "Merlin's beard!" She hissed, pushing Harry away gently. "We have to go back to patrolling or they will come looking for us!"

"Okay," Harry murmured, his voice still heavy with desire, but he took a step back, allowing Susan to stand, even though her legs felt weak. They both moved quickly, putting their clothes back into place with trembling hands, but the scent of their sexual relations hung in the air, a potent reminder of what they had just shared.

They walked out of the closet, breathing still heavy, plus Susan's cheeks were a little flushed and Harry's hair was a worse mess than it already was from her eager fingers. It seemed like they had just been caught in a storm instead of a quiet night on patrol.

"We have to be more careful," Susan whispered, smoothing her hair, looking and listening if anyone was around.

Harry nodded, his eyes still glassy with the aftereffects of his climax. "You're right..." he agreed, tucking in his shirt and putting on his robe "But it's so hard to resist you."

Susan could feel herself blushing more at that comment, the way Harry was looking at her, and the ghostly feeling of his body on her body. But she struggled with that shame and desire, they had a job to do, and they couldn't let their desires get in the way of their responsibilities, and they couldn't let them be discovered in such a situation. With one last lingering glance, they set off down the hallway again, this time with slightly less frantic steps.

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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AU, Hogwarts begins at age 13, Lily Evans' parents are alive and raised Harry.

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Parvati smiled broadly and her eyes sparkled with joy as Harry twirled her in his arms around the dance floor. Harry smiled back at the witch of Indian descent, laughing as he raised his hand above her head to turn it over, her light red, almost pink dress moving slightly with the dance.

The Yule dance had been going on for more than three hours and turned out to be a lot more fun than Harry originally thought it would be. Before the dance began, he had feared that he would be forced to dance in front of everyone, make a mistake when dancing and make a fool of himself.

It's not like Harry had never danced before, he had, but it was always at smaller, more private parties that usually only had twenty to thirty guests, about 50 at most. But they were parties in the non-magical world, of his friends from the neighborhood of his grandparents William and Emily Evans, family parties as long as his aunt Petunia and her family did not ruin the party, as well as parties to which he was invited by one or another friend from his Muggle school before coming to Hogwarts with whom he maintained some contact during the holidays.

Parties different from those held by the inhabitants of the English magical world, which for the most part seems to have been stagnant for at least 100 or 150 years, parties that were not formal, nor the results of an event between 3 schools of magic.

But once the dance started, seeing the beautiful Indian girl smile, as well as laughing softly as they danced and her hands slipped over her hip, Harry's opinion changed, and his worries disappeared. Potter pulled her to him just as the song ended, her medium-sized breasts for her age pressed against his chest.

Both students from Hogwarts' Gryffindor house stood still for a moment, hugging each other while several other students applauded them, as the champions of the tournament had to open the Yule Ball and give three other dances in front of everyone at certain times. Although this was the last one where they were the center of attention, so several of the rest of the students and some teachers danced again.

But neither of them thought about leaving the dance floor, but rather about dancing to the next song and the next and the next to that. So after a few more songs Parvati looked at him with bright eyes, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving as she panted with effort.

"Witches and wizards, we'll take a little break and we'll be right back," the lead singer announced with somewhat labored breathing.

“Do you want to go for a drink, Parvati?” Harry asked her.

Parvati nodded and licked her lips, an action that caught Harry's attention for a moment before taking her hand and then leaving the dance floor, leading her to a drinks table. He poured her a glass of punch and handed it to her before pouring one for himself.

After enjoying her drinks, she noticed something, "Harry, there's Padma and Ron," she said, pointing to a table set aside in the corner.

Harry frowned as he followed her to where they stood, seeing that Ron was sitting with his back resting on the table and his arms crossed, looking disgruntled and annoyed, while Padma was sitting next to him, looking miserable as she played with her hands on her lap.

Parvati also noticed and went towards her twin sister, almost running as she did so, so Harry approached faster

"Ron," Harry said, drawing the redhead's attention to him.

“What does she think she is doing?” Ron asked, staring down at the dance floor

"Who?" Potter asked, looking around.

"Hermione!" Ron exclaimed, as if it were obvious "How could she go to the dance with him? He is the enemy!"

"Enemy?" Harry said confused

“Krum!”

The wizard raised by his maternal grandparents looked at Weasley in disbelief, was Ron unable to understand that he didn't want to be in the tournament in the first place?, Had Ron forgotten that someone put him in the tournament, probably because that someone wanted him to die during the competition?, Or did he not understand that Harry is in the tournament against his will?

A part of Harry thought that maybe he shouldn't be surprised, after all Ron accused him of cheating to enter the tournament and tried to turn the entire Gryffindor house against him for the first few days, but Potter brushed aside the annoyance and anger that was growing in him to try to make Ron come to his senses.  but it was mostly to not make a scene and/or ruin the night for Parvati who was still talking to her sister.

But for reasons like this he could hardly consider Ron a friend, and the only reason he didn't consider Dean and Seamus better friends than Weasley, is because despite belonging to the same year and Gryffindor, he didn't interact with them much. Neville on the other hand is Harry's best friend, and from what Potter has seen of Longbottom tonight, he has danced with Susan and Hannah from Hufflepuff, as well as the girl he invited to the Yule Ball, Luna Lovegood.

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"Are you okay?" Parvati asked Padma.

"I'm fine," she replied quietly.

While Parvati was boisterous and outgoing, Padma was much shyer and quieter. They might look identical, but they were very different in their way of acting. Parvati sighed, wishing Padma was more willing to speak her mind and feel.

"Has he danced with you yet?" Parvati asked, and her anger at Ron increased as she saw how bored and sad Padma looked

"No, he's been too busy staring at Hermione all night," Padma complained.

Parvati grunted and glared angrily at Ron as he talked to Harry, complaining about Granger dancing with Krum. This was supposed to be one of the most memorable nights of their lives, and he was ruining it for her sister.

The twin from the Gryffindor house wanted her sister to have a date as good as the one Harry was being for her, but that thought gave her an idea, so she grabbed Padma's hand, pulled her to her feet, and turned to look at Harry.

"Harry, Padma, and I have to go to the bathroom." We'll be back in a moment," he said and turned to leave.

"Huh, oh, yes, of course," Harry said before looking at them ignoring Ron, but then the black-haired wizard saw that she stopped and turned around to wait for him.

Harry didn't need to think about it or debate whether to stay with Ron and listen to him complain about Hermione dancing with another champion of the tournament or go to where the twins were, he walked away from Ron and quickly went to where they were.

"Is everything okay?" he asked, looking at Padma and then Parvati.

Parvati smiled at him, grateful that he showed concern or consideration for both her and Padma.

"It's all right. We're just going to have a little girls' talk," he assured her.

Harry nodded, but not believing it at all considering Ron's attitude and then seemed to hesitate about something for a moment, before leaning forward and kissing her gently on the cheek. When he pulled away, he was a little flushed in his cheeks and looked a little nervous, as if he had gone too far.

Parvati smiled at him and almost laughed when he visibly relaxed, but Harry's reaction made the idea she already had change a bit. So, hooking her arm with Padma's, he took her out of the Great Hall and down the hallway to the bathroom, once inside, she took out her wand and began to fix her makeup while waiting for the two sixth year girls from Hufflepuff and a seventh year girl from Ravenclaw who were there to leave.

Once alone, she closed the door and used a blocking spell with her wand and began to take off her dress.

"What are you doing?!" Padma exclaimed almost with a scandalized shriek.

"Take off your dress, Pad. Let's switch places," she said, taking off her dress and being left with only her matching black panties and strapless bra.

" What?! What do you mean by that?!" asked Padma confused as Parvati stood behind her and began to unzip her dress, but put up a little resistance for a moment

"I'm not going to let that idiot Weasley ruin your night and not dance with you or keep complaining about Hermione, when it's obvious to everyone that she likes Harry. We'll change places and you can dance with Harry for a while" she explained.

"I don't know if we should do this," she said hesitantly, though she didn't try to stop Parvati from undressing her. "What if you just ask him if he'd dance with me?"

"I could do it, but it's more fun that way," Parvati said before adding something else when she saw that her sister was going to say something. I know you like Harry," the twin of the lion house had to restrain herself from teasing her sister when she saw that Padma blushed, but she didn't say anything as she let her sister change clothes with her.

Once they changed dresses, Parvati spent another moment fixing their makeup, double checking that everything was fine, so once satisfied, Parvati took her sister out of the bathroom and took her back to the Great Hall.

"Well, maybe you should have the courage to ask someone, AND NOT AS A LAST RESORT!" They heard Hermione scream just as they entered.

Hermione quickly walked past them furious and sad, leaving Ron furiously staring at her back, while Harry looked at them exasperated and annoyed.

Putting aside what had happened, Parvati whispered in Padma's ear, "Go ask him to dance."

"Perhaps this is not a good time," Padma said timidly.

Parvati sighed and pushed her forward until the twin at Ravenclaw's house began to walk towards Harry on her own.

"Hum… Harry, could we dance?" Padma asked nervously, looking away instead of looking at him.

"Sure, I'd love to," the wizard replied, happy to have an excuse to get away from Ron, who when he saw him return to the party stomped off. “What about Padma? Is she okay?”

"She'll be fine," replied the aforementioned woman who pretended to be her twin

Padma had to admit that while it felt strange to pretend to be her sister as if they were still 8 years old, there was something about it that was quite exciting and funny.

Harry gently grabbed the attractive witch's hand and led her to the dance floor where the band had started again while the twins were in the bathroom and changing dresses. But at the time the band was playing a slow song, which Padma thought was better than the fast music of the last few songs Harry and Parvati had been dancing to about 20 or 30 minutes ago.

Things got even more exciting for Patil when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Padma nervously wrapped her arms around his neck and then rested her head on his shoulder to hide her flushed face as they swayed back and forth to the beat of the music. But as the song progressed, Padma relaxed more, enjoying the way his arms felt around her slender figure.

"You know, I'm having a lot more fun than I thought I would," Harry admitted the worries he'd had before he started dancing with Parvati, with his warm breath caressing Padma's neck and ear.

She knew he was talking about Parvati, but at the time she didn't care and it made her feel good that he also enjoyed dancing with her, as well as blushing from the chills she had thanks to his breath on her skin.

"Me too," she said, lifting her head from his shoulder to smile at him.

But as she looked at him, Harry leaned over. And before Padma realized what was about to happen, he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her softly.

Padma was shocked and froze for a moment, wondering what to do. Should he continue to pretend to be Parvati and kiss him back? It was what she thought as those questions flashed through her head over and over again, but her body reacted on its own, slowly kissing Potter back.

To Padma's surprise, Harry's tongue slipped between her lips and sank into her mouth. When they finally pulled away, Harry smiled happily at her as his hands stroked her back, Padma smiled back shyly and rested her head on his shoulder and it was a few more seconds before she realized what she had done.

So Patil's face burned with shame. She couldn't believe that she had just kissed her sister's date in the middle of the dance floor.

Padma also felt bad for lying to Harry and wondered if she should tell him the truth. But looking around and trying not to be obvious, she tried to find her sister before the two got further than a single kiss. It took her a minute, but she eventually found her twin by the drinks table, talking to Lavender.

"Harry, can we have a drink?" I'm thirsty again," she said, biting her lip.

"Sure," he replied.

Taking her hand, he intertwined his fingers with hers and guided her through the crowd of students who were still dancing.

"Hello girls," Harry said, greeting Parvati and Lavender.

"Hi Harry," they said in unison, then laughed.

Harry smiled at them, and Padma thought it was the first time she'd really seen him smile since his name came out of the cup.

"Are you okay, Padma?" Harry asked, looking at Parvati.

Again, Padma felt a small twinge of guilt for lying to her, but she was also happy that he was worried about her.

“I'm fine. Lavender encouraged me,” her sister responded, while the blonde with a generous breasts smiled knowingly at the real Padma.

"Padma, can we talk for a moment?" The real Padma asked in a hurry, grabbing Parvati arm and pulling her away to the bathroom before getting an answer “We'll be back right away!”

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Chapter Text

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

AU, Hogwarts begins at age 13, Lily Evans' parents are alive and raised Harry

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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"Are you okay, Padma?" Harry asked, looking at Parvati.

Again, Padma felt a small twinge of guilt for lying to her, but she was also happy that he was worried about her.

“I'm fine. Lavender encouraged me,” her sister responded, while the blonde with a generous breasts smiled knowingly at the real Padma.

"Padma, can we talk for a moment?" The real Padma asked in a hurry, grabbing Parvati arm and pulling her away to the bathroom before getting an answer “We'll be back right away!”

Padma quickly took her out of the Great Hall and carried her back to the bathroom where they had been a few minutes before. Fortunately, this time there was no one there, so Padma closed the door with her wand, and then paced back and forth nervously.

"What's wrong?" Parvati asked at how nervous her twin was.

"Harry kissed me!" Padma admitted, her face flushing

"Really?" How was it?” Parvati asked excitedly, as if the fact that her date for the tournament ball had kissed her own sister was just another one of the gossips she and Lavender usually talk about.

"What?!" Padma exclaimed, surprised by her twin's reaction before asking with doubt and surprise "Aren't you angry?"

"Of course not," replied the witch of the Gryffindor house with a snort before adding "I was the one who told you to pretend to be me, wasn't I?" Parvati gave her sister a moment, who just nodded her head slowly, "So… how was it?" She asked again, leaning against the sink and smiling at him both excitedly and curiously

"It was nice… great. At first... I didn't know what to do, but then, I don't know... I just reacted and kissed him too" Padma said, straining to describe what she felt during the kiss as she felt herself blushing a little again.

"Do you want to go dancing with him some more?" asked Parvati with a knowing smile, which only made her sister feel a little more embarrassed.

"No, no, it's okay, it was great dancing with him," Padma quickly responded, "That was enough and I don't like lying to him."

"Are you sure, Padma?" I doubt Harry would mind dancing a little more with you, even if he knew," Parvati told her, refraining from rolling her eyes at her twin's embarrassment, although as on several occasions before the witch of the Hogwarts lion house wished that Padma was more confident and less nervous

"I'm sure, really" she said, but her sister could tell that she wasn't really honest and again Parvati's annoyance that tonight was not what her twin expected returned, but she shrugged her shoulders and they both undressed to change their dresses and put back on their original clothes.

But then a new idea occurred to the braver and more daring sister of the two twins.

"Padma..." the aforementioned stopped before almost removing the blocking spell on the door and looked at her sister, but instantly became nervous when she recognized her sister's mischievous smile "You know... Harry's been good to us... what do you say if we're good to him~?"

"What do you mean, Parvarti?" the twin of the house of crows asked cautiously

"Well... I’m thinking that maybe..."

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When Parvati approached Harry to ask if they could go somewhere more private, the Potter raised by his maternal grandparents was drinking some punch and almost spits out his drink in surprise at realizing what those words could mean. After all, several pairs of students had dropped out and several teachers from all 3 schools had to follow them to prevent the students from doing anything unseemly, although most student couples seeking a more private place were half-bloods or Muggle-borns, as well as French.

Those who seemed to avoid looking for a place where they could spend the rest of the night in a pleasant way were those who were from very traditionalist families of the English wizarding world or the Durmstrang, although most of those who were behaving like this were the witches of those families. Or at least that's what Harry noticed as he left the Great Hall with the two witches of Indian descent, but also mentally kicking himself for having fantasized a few moments ago about his Gryffindor companion due to Padma going with them, so any possibility with Parvati disappeared from Potter's mind.

 Unbeknownst to him, Parvati had avoided showing his amusement at realizing what Potter may have imagined as he tried to avoid spitting and choking on the punch. Although also as they walked away from the Great Hall, Parvati looked at her sister and almost laughed when she saw the smile and the look on her face that varied between lost, nervous, blushing and excited every 2 or 3 seconds.

It didn't take a genius to guess what Padma was thinking.

"It seems that Padma likes Harry more than I thought" Parvati thought, remembering with a bit of amusement that despite how nervous and embarrassed Padma was after saying how they could thank Harry for tonight, her twin resisted that particular suggestion for several moments until her twin convinced her

"Are you okay Padma?" The green-eyed wizard asked, confused and somewhat worried by the constant changing of emotions on the witch's face.

"Yes, I'm fine, don't worry," replied the twin of the crow house too quickly that the other two barely understood what she said, besides that the witch despite her skin color had turned redder than the Weasleys' hair

"Are you sure?"

"I think she's worried that we find someone who is occupying any place we go, I mean many weren't discrete... or very smart" Parvarti replied saving his sister from answering, although referring mainly to those who several thought of using the carriages in the courtyard in front of the main gate of Hogwarts to have fun

"I don't..." Padma tried to say, but she closed her mouth when she realized that her sister was diverting attention from James Potter's son

"Well, in that case..." Harry began to say that they had thought that the girls wanted to talk in a quieter and quieter place than the Great Hall used for the party and dance, but stopping when he realized that possibility because he had thought of taking them to one of the abandoned classrooms, which were probably being used by a couple

Then he thought of another place they could use, the same place he had used to train since he was put into the tournament against his will and which he had known about for two years thanks to an old diary of his mother that she had left at her grandparents' house along with some other belongings before moving in with his father.

“Well… there's a place that must be alone”

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When Harry showed the Patil twins the Room of Requirement and how the hidden room worked, he did not imagine that it would become a bedroom with a large bed, nor that Parvati would push him towards it to sit on the edge while she simultaneously pulled her sister to sit on the bed, right next to Harry.

"Parvati?" said Potter in a voice mixed with excitement at what seemed to be about to happen, as well as confusion and nervousness at Padma's presence

"Shh," the aforementioned silenced him as she put a finger on Harry's lips as she sat on Potter's lap.

"But-" whatever the last Potter was going to say was avoided when she grabbed his face and kissed him while settling better on the wizard's lap before she started moving her hips to tease him, though that was a little difficult thanks to the dress she was wearing.

Harry took a few seconds before responding to the kiss because he could feel Padma's gaze on them, as well as he could feel her move a little thanks to the fact that she was sitting next to him, although in those seconds Parvati took the opportunity to stick her tongue in his mouth and caress his. And his hands also wrapped around the witch's body after another moment to bring her closer to his body, feeling her breasts pressing against him as they kissed.

The twin in the lion house continued to move on Harry's lap teasing and tempting him a little, achieving her goal when she felt the sensation of his arousal pressing against her rear, even if it was subtly due to the clothing. Meanwhile Padma watched her sister kiss Harry with great attention and some jealousy, but then Parvati's hand that is closer left Potter's face to caress her twin's and bring her face closer to theirs.

Then the bolder twin broke the kiss by turning slightly away from Harry and turned her head a little to look at her sister, with Harry imitating her, out of curiosity and light embarrassment that Padma was seeing them, although still trying to understand why Padma was there and his eyes almost widened when his date for the prom spoke

"What are you waiting for?, kiss him"

"Well, I think... ahm"

"For Merlin's sake, Padma, just do it!" Parvati interrupted her sister when she saw her hesitating and pushed her head even more to Harry's and also pushed Potter's a little towards the twin of the Ravenclaw house

The less courageous twin almost needed her sister to push her head back when her mouth was barely an inch from Harry's before she plucked up the courage to kiss the boy who lived

Unlike Parvati's daring kiss, Harry could feel that Padma's was clumsy and slow, although he didn't complain, after all it's not like he could say he had much experience, only with a neighbor his age from his grandparents' neighborhood had he gotten to date during the past vacation , just as he hung out for a while with some Hogwarts classmates last year being Lily Moon, Su Li and Lisa Turpin, but with none Potter had really had sex, just a handjob from Lily and a blowjob from her neighbor that was interrupted when his grandparents came home. (Note 1)

But now, he didn't know how this happened, how Padma and Parvati were okay with this , so the last thing Potter wanted at this time was to ruin it, so he took control of the kiss with Padma, reaching out to caress her face for a moment, which he then circled around the witch to draw her closer.

Meanwhile Parvati continued to move in his lap and feeling her butt despite her dress was incredible, although Harry felt the Gryffindor witch let go of his head and move away the hand that he still had touching her side, which was very close to her breast, but he didn't pay attention to what she was doing as he continued to kiss the twin.

Then Potter felt Padma wrap around his neck, but soon after he felt Parvati stop moving her hips, although he still felt her moving, so he was curious to know what she was doing, even more so when she got up and pulled away, but Padma's mouth on his own and the arms with which she wrapped around his neck and caressed his head prevented him from doing so.

Then they both heard a thud very close to them that made them stop for a moment in their kissing, but without taking their mouths away from the other

"Hey, don't hoard Harry just for yourself" they both heard the funny voice of the more daring twin so they broke the kiss and turned their heads towards her, so they could see that Parvati had taken off her dress and was now standing a few steps away from them only in her underwear "Well, sister~?... You forget that we're not just going to kiss him~”

Potter could feel that if Parvati's hip movements on his lap and kissing Padma hadn't put him on, he was now after hearing that. However, Harry didn't know whether to look at the half-naked body of the twin from his same Hogwarts' house or the twin from the Ravenclaw house who let go of him before getting up to take off her clothes

There were no provocative or tempting movements as Padma took off her own dress, only clumsiness and nervousness as she slowly ended up just as half-naked as Parvati, but for Harry it worked the same as he watched the confident Parvati who looked at him with a smile while she had her hands on her hips while breathing deeply to make her chest stand out and the very blushing Padma who covered herself with her arms.

"Do you see anything you like Harry?" said the twin who was Harry's date while hugging her body to make her breasts stand out a little more, at least until she decided to grab a shocked Padma to give Harry a privileged view as she pressed her breasts with those of her twin sister in an very intimate embrace.

"I..." Potter had no words, though they weren't really necessary, as if it wasn't obvious with the look on his face or the bulge in his pants

"Oh... I think he likes it, don't you think, Padma~?"

"Parvati!" exclaimed Padma with an embarrassed squeal as she felt her own sister press her body and rub against her at the same time trying to sound as sensual as possible

She ignored her sister as she began to run her hands over her twin's body, though keeping one around her body while the other went up to wrap around her neck, then she said "Why don't we put on a little show while Harry takes off his clothes?"

Both Harry and Padma were about to ask what show Parvati was talking about when she kissed her sister and began to grope her body, so Harry was left with his eyes wide open as well as his mouth in surprise, on the other hand, Padma was shocked and froze as her sister attacked her mouth, but slowly began to respond to the kiss which was quickly controlled by Parvati.

"Merlin..." was the only thing Harry could say and think as he watched the attractive twins kissing...

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Note 1:

There are several characters within the Harry Potter books and film franchise that were only mentioned or appeared basically once, the same goes for the Harry Potter video games, but Lily Moon, Su Li, and Lisa Turpin are characters that exist within the HP universe, they are not OCs

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

AU, Hogwarts begins at age 13, Lily Evans' parents are alive and raised Harry.

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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"Parvati!" exclaimed Padma with an embarrassed squeal as she felt her own sister press her body and rub against her at the same time trying to sound as sensual as possible

She ignored her sister as she began to run her hands over her twin's body, though keeping one around her body while the other went up to wrap around her neck, then she said "Why don't we put on a little show while Harry takes off his clothes?"

Both Harry and Padma were about to ask what show Parvati was talking about when she kissed her sister and began to grope her body, so Harry was left with his eyes wide open as well as his mouth in surprise, on the other hand, Padma was shocked and froze as her sister attacked her mouth, but slowly began to respond to the kiss which was quickly controlled by Parvati.

"Merlin..." was the only thing Harry could say and think as he saw the attractive twin sisters kissing, freezing there as he watched them with total attention that it took him a long moment to react and remember what Parvati said.

So Potter began to take off his clothes awkwardly, but with excitement at the exciting sight, starting at the top as the twins continued to kiss, with Parvati more decisively and confidently groping his sister's body that touched hers slowly and somewhat indecisively.

However, it was Padma who was getting the most aroused thanks to her own sister, letting out a small squeal when Parvati's hand gave her a squeeze on her butt, but the twin from the lion house took advantage of the moment to stick her tongue in her sister's mouth, with Padma opening her eyes wide as she felt it inside her mouth.

Parvati really gave a show to Harry, who thought the kiss between the two half-naked twins was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his entire life as he unbuttoned his pants. Both witches were attractive, but they stood out among the Hogwarts witches thanks to their Indian ancestry, which helped to highlight their beauty; they may not have breasts as large as Lavender Brown, Susan Bones or Hannah Abbott, the Hogwarts girls with the most generous breasts and dreamed of by the male population of Hogwarts students, but the Patil twins didn't have small breasts either, they were slightly above average.

But then his date for the dance, began to approach him while he was still kissing Padma, bringing her with her, although the twin at the Ravenclaw house stumbled at first when her sister pulled her towards her. And Harry wondered in his mind if he should step aside so that the girls would have a clear path to the bed while he took off his pants completely.

"Don't move Harry, just get on the bed more and stay seated" the Gryffindor witch answered the doubt that the aforementioned had, when she broke the kiss for a moment with her own sister before kissing her again when Padma was about to say something.

The last Potter did as Parvati said, climbed onto the bed to sit up, waiting curious and even more excited for what was about to happen, for whatever the girl he invited as his date for the tournament's Christmas dance was thinking.

So when Parvati's legs hit the edge of the bed, she broke the kiss again to climb on it and crawl towards Harry, while holding her sister's hand so that she would also come closer.

"Parvarti?" the twin in Rowena Ravenclaw's house said her sister's name being as curious as Harry about what her twin had in mind, as well as how excited she was despite not showing it due to her shyness, while also climbing and crawling on the bed.

Then both twins sat on Harry, with the bolder twin on his lap and the shyest on his legs so that Parvarti could lure her into a new kiss, as well as to grope her twin sister's body again, while she moved her hips over Potter's crotch.

"Oh, god~" Harry may be a wizard, but he was a half-blood who had grown up and lived most of his life in the non-magical world, so his exclamations of surprise and excitement were from both societies, as at that moment while biting his tongue trying not to let out a groan. Meanwhile Parvati continued moving her hips and rubbing her butt only covered by her panties that would be considered somewhat out of fashion for any witch both born and raised in the non-magical world and who hadn't completely moved away from it, though that didn't matter in Potter's mind as he sat and pressed himself against his date's back.

However, the twin who belongs to the lion house almost stopped touching her sister's body to grab her Gryffindor companion's hands and put them on her body, but Harry acted on his own before she did, bringing his hands to the front of the witch's body, grabbing her bra covered breasts while a part of his mind still couldn't believe that this was happening and that this is how he is going to stop being a virgin, with two beautiful twin witches.

However, some of Harry's thoughts were also on Padma's mind, who still couldn't believe that she was so excited about losing her virginity in a threesome with Harry and her own sister as she kept kissing Parvati, who kept touching and groping her, as well as she couldn't believe how much she was enjoying it.

"Mmmm"

They both moaned in the kiss, Padma thanks to her sister's determined and dominant mouth, as well as her touch while Parvati was running her hands behind her back before moving to the front of her body for squeezing her breasts for a moment, then lowering a hand and tucking it between her panties to caress her very excited and wet core, while the other hand lifted her bra to directly touch her breasts, pushing Padma further and further to her limit.

Meanwhile Parvati was moaning mainly from the friction she got from rubbing her butt only covered by her underwear against Harry's crotch only covered by his boxers, so she could feel how hard Potter's cock had become, which along with the green-eyed wizard touch on her breasts and the kisses on her back and neck. And Harry did it because of the incredible sensation against his hard member, along with the sensation of feeling her breasts with his hands.

"Mmmm"

"Parva-" Padma tried to tell her sister to stop because she was too close to making her cum, but her twin silenced her by continuing to attack her mouth and tongue while with one arm she prevented her from moving away by having surrounded part of her body "Mmmm" so the only thing the less daring twin could do was moan while her sister's fingers continued to caress her pussy and mouth muffled the moans together with the gasps until she came. "MMMMM!"

Padma screamed with pleasure into her sister's mouth that despite muffling the scream, it made Harry stop groping Parvati's breasts for a moment to look over her shoulder, but he couldn't see much until after a few more seconds that they broke the kiss, allowing the twin she had kissed during the dance to take a long gasp trying to catch her breath and Parvati let her walk away. But in doing so, the fourth champion of the tournament was able to see part of Padma's breasts thanks to the fact that her sister had moved her bra, but as the twin who had thought that the three of them would end the night like this, had not stopped moving in his lap, the green-eyed wizard was close to cumming inside his boxers.

But when Parvati pushed away the hand with which she had been touching her own twin sister's pussy, the three of them could see that her hand was covered with the juices of Padma who blushed intensely at the sight of them. Only, to the surprise and disbelief of both Harry and Padma, Parvarti put her hand in front of her face before sticking her tongue out and licking it slowly.

"Oh, Merlin/Morgana…" they both said as they watched Parvati. And the sight was so existent for Harry that he kept feeling Parvati's aroused pussy covered by her panties rubbing against his cock covered by his underwear, that Potter reached his limit and cummed inside his boxers.

A part of him felt a slight embarrassment to do it without even having started to fuck one of the two twins, while another part felt relieved that he would not explode as soon as he penetrated the pussy of one of the two witches.

Harry was about to say something when the witch on his lap turned her body a little to give him a passionate kiss, sharing the essence of her twin sister with him, which to Harry's surprise he enjoyed much more than he would have thought. But the kiss was broken so that the witch could kiss her twin, making her taste a little of her own essence that was still left in her mouth.

"Mmmm"

"Oh god," said the fourth champion with a half-moan as he watched the twins kiss once more, but he was almost certain that it was Parvati who moaned the loudest this time against her sister's mouth, not noticing that Parvati's underwear was suddenly becoming much wetter than it already was, but he did notice that the movement of the witch's hips slowed down until a few seconds later she stopped.

"Aahhh~" When they finished kissing, Padma was out of breath, but it was only slightly compared to how her sister was recovering from the euphoria of her own deep-breathing orgasm.

"Parvati?" Harry asked as he noticed the status of his date, her breathing mainly, but with a single glance at her sister, she made Padma understand to kiss Harry while she moved away from him.

The fourth champion of the tournament couldn't ask anything more when Padma started kissing him after approaching him, but it didn't take long for him to start running his hands over her body, lingering and returning to his cheerful balloons from time to time.

But after a long moment of kissing Padma, Harry could feel Parvati's lips kissing and sucking on his neck, while her hands touched his body at least until one descended to his hard tool, reaching into his boxers, causing the green-eyed magician's breath to jam for a moment. Surprisingly Padma took advantage of this moment to stick her tongue in him, although it was not as dominant as her twin's inside Harry's mouth.

However, Parvati's lips and the hand with which she caressed the rest of his body moved away from him, only for Padma to feel her sister's lips on her neck and skin this time as her other hand stroked her wet center.

“Parv~!” Padma broke the kiss and moaned her sister's incomplete name. “Stop provo-” she was going to tell her sister to stop provoking her, but her mouth was claimed once again by her twin, preventing her from saying it.

"Parvati~" But Harry had no problem moaning his date's name while she still had his hand inside her boxers and massaged his cock, while her other hand did the same with her sister's pussy, although she had a hard time coordinating the movements of both hands. Although with the moans of the other two, it didn't seem to be like that.

Then the aforementioned witch broke off the kiss with her sister only to kiss Harry and kiss her sister again after a long moment. The trio continued like this, kissing each other, but their bodies grew closer and closer as they continued to kiss in a tangle of lips and limbs, while the air in the room thickened with the smell of desire.

Their kiss became more frantic as the three of them lost themselves in the moment, even sharing for a moment a kiss between the three of them at the same time, which was more tongue against tongue. Then one of Harry's hands explored Parvati's body, his fingertips dancing over her bare skin, leaving his other hand doing the same with her twin while Padma's gentle touches on Harry's chest made him moan softly with pleasure. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths and the rustle of the remaining fabric of clothes being discarded piece by piece.

Parvati felt the warmth of Padma's breath against her neck, her soft lips leaving a trail of kisses along her collarbone. Meanwhile, Harry's hand slid down her thigh and his fingers brushing the edge of its warm center, sending a beam of electricity through her that was about to feel the hands of both of them.

Without breaking the kiss, Potter's other hand found its way to Padma's breasts, whose bra had been taken off by her sister, so Harry took one in his hand, his thumb moved over the sensitive beak, making her moan before his mouth was claimed by her. Parvati felt a twinge of jealousy, but it was quickly replaced by a shudder of excitement as her sister's and Harry's hands slowly caressed her pussy

"Aahhh~"

Parvati also realized as he moaned thanks to their fingers that she was now free to explore as well, so his own hand slipped into Gryffindor's wizard crotch, her fingers wrapping around his hard length, caressing it gently.

The room was a whirlwind of sensations, like the warmth of Potter's body as it pressed against each of the sisters' bodies for a few moments, the taste of each other's mouths, the softness of Padma's skin under his fingertips, the scent of mixed excitement wafting through the air like an intoxicating perfume, Parvati's fingers caressing his member and Harry's hand, along with Padma's hand caressing Parvati's excited pussy.

They had never felt so alive, it was as if the walls of the bedroom and the rest of the world had disappeared from existence, leaving only the three of them in a bubble of desire and passion.

But when Potter and the twin of Ravenclaw broke the kiss the sight of her sister's breasts, so similar to her own, caused a jolt of excitement in Padma, who leaned down to kiss one of them, sticking out her tongue to taste the soft skin, though causing Harry's hand caressing her breast to pull away.

Parvati's gasps and moans grew louder as Harry moved behind her to continue caressing her pussy with one hand despite his fingers occasionally colliding with Padma's, while the other hand caressed her other breast.

“Oh~… Morgana~”

Sensations of pleasure overwhelmed Parvati, her body was on fire and she couldn't decide where to focus her attention. Whether in the caresses of Harry's hands, on his lips kissing her neck, Padma's hand or on Padma's mouth exploring one of her breasts with her tongue, tracing patterns that sent shockwaves of pleasure to her core. And vaguely the twin of the lion house wondered her twin sister had also read certain books of her parents that she had also read secretly two years ago, in addition to the surprise at how sure the green-eyed wizard had become thanks to the desire and lust that were triggered in the three of them.

Then Padma turned away from her twin, though she got a groan of disappointment and looked at her with eyes dark with lust. "I think it's time for us to change," she murmured, with a mischievous smile on her lips that surprised Parvati "I think it's Harry's turn."

Padma's voice somehow pulled the aforementioned out of his lustful trance, stopping from stroking her date body for the dance and finally took a moment to see the twins as Padma pulled her sister so they could both stand next to the bed

The sight of the two naked twins before him was almost too much for Potter to handle, even more so with what he heard Padma say as she waved her finger, "Come closer, Harry." But so did the twins, who looked on with a mixture of wonder and hunger as they stared at his hard member.

The aforementioned moved on the bed and was about to get up for whatever Padma was planning when she spoke again

"Wait, stay seated, Harry~" but she did so with a purr tinged with lust that again surprised the other two and to the greater surprise of both Parvati and Harry, Padma was the first to act.

She knelt in front of Harry, not taking her eyes off his as she put his cock in his mouth "God!" Harry couldn't help but moan loudly, he had thought that the feeling of an attractive witch stroking his cock was incredible, but this was unlike anything Lily Potter's son had ever felt before, the warm wetness of the mouth, along with the soft lips, as well as Padma's soft tongue caressing his cock and together with the intensity of Parvati's barely blinking gaze, were driving him crazy.

As for Parvati, she watched, unable to take her eyes off her twin sister, sucking and licking the hard length of her date for the tournament dance, leaving her in no doubt that his sister had read the magical version of the magical world of India from the kamasutra books that his parents have in their home library or that perhaps Padma has other reading tastes that Parvati had no idea about.

But as the twin from the lion house watched them, her breaths slowly became choppy and came in shallow gasps as she moved a little to get a better view and felt the heat build up between her legs, along with the excitement of her pussy increasing. So she unconsciously wished she had a place to sit before feeling the edge of an armchair brushing against her calves, that surprised her for a moment and took her out of her concentration.

"Oh, Merlin~" but Harry's moans while Padma continued sucking and licking his cock attracted her attention again, that several seconds later Parvati ended up sitting in the armchair conjured up by the Room of Requirement and a short time later her own hands began to pass over her body enjoying the show.

Her soft hands passed at first over her breasts and belly, approaching her pussy before returning to her breasts, repeating that action a couple of times until gradually one of her hands began to caress her pussy while her other hand caressed one of her breasts, with her fingers sliding through her own wetness.

"Oh, sweet Morgana~" she moaned from the caresses she gave herself

“Ohh~” The eyes of the fourth champion of the tournament rolled with satisfaction before closing them while Padma's mouth gave him pleasure an unparalleled pleasure, her tongue swirled around the tip as she held his cock at the beginning of each time she took it inside her mouth and when she took it out Padma licked it from the tip to the base two or three times and at times she also kissed his testicles that she caressed with her other hand, and then swallowed his shaft again.

Meanwhile Parvati was very surprised that her twin didn't choke and that it came so naturally to her for Padma's first time sucking a cock that she wondered if her sister had practiced with a banana or something like that while she could feel her own arousal increase, the pressure growing with each pump of her fingers and the caresses on her breasts.

But when Harry opened his eyes to the glorious, tantalizing, erotic sight of Parvati pleasuring herself while watching her sister suck his cock, it brought him almost to the edge, just short of exploding. Her eyes met Potter's, and he saw the same need reflected in his gaze and her sister.

"Harry~" She began to moan his name while touching herself and hearing it made the magician no longer able to contain himself, and he ended up cumming inside Padma's mouth, who choked for a moment because she wasn't expecting it, so she had to move away, because of which Harry's cum ended up staining her face and breasts.

Seeing her sister smeared with Harry's cum was what was missing for Parvarti to reach her own orgasm, but not as strong as Potter's.

But once Harry stopped cumming, Padma grabbed some of the semen on her face to take it to her mouth and taste it to try checking some parts of the magical kamasutra books that a wizard's semen can be affected by the magic of a powerful wizard, although as they were still Hogwarts students perhaps it would not have the same result as if the fourth 17-year-old champion was a full-fledged wizard.

However, Padma was shocked to feel that the semen in her mouth was salty, she could also feel a very mild sweet taste. "It doesn't taste bad," Padma said after taking some time to enjoy the taste

"Really?" Padma asked between breaths before moving away from the couch to approach her sister and kneel next to her to take some of Harry's cum with her fingers before tasting it, being surprised to feel the same taste, since she had given blowjobs to her last two ex-boyfriends and only had sex with one, but the semen of both was only salty.

Then Parvati looked at Harry who had been aroused again by seeing them taste his cum, while Padma continued to wipe her face and put it in her mouth. But Parvati noticed Harry's cock shaking as it got hard again and that he was paying more attention to her sister, causing her to smile lustfully before pulling her sister back into a passionate kiss, invading her mouth with her tongue, only for her to break the kiss a few moments later to begin lapping up what was left of Harry's cum.

"Hey!" Padma complained that her sister 'stole' from her, but Parvati's lips over hers and that she dominated the kiss as before while her hands touched Padma's body again, ended any complaints

"Merlin~" Harry said, wondering what he did to be lucky enough to end up in this situation, if he was blessed or something. And when Parvati finished 'wiping' her sister's face she moved away from her, who with all the excitement she had, Padma let out a moan of complaint as she was left on the verge of orgasm.

"It's not fair," she complained before starting to caress herself, as she watched her sister push Harry on the bed only to climb on him and sit on his face.

“Harry~” Parvati let out a soft moan as Potter processed what she wanted and began to lick her pussy gently before she bent her body to suck his cock, making him completely hard again as she wiped his member with her mouth, while one hand moved to caress his balls.

The room was filled with the sounds of wet sucking and muffled gasps from both Harry and Parvati as Padma watched. The air was charged with lust, each breath was a silent plea for more, that Padma did not stare for long and went over to suck Harry's testicles, who was startled to feel her tongue joining to help Parvati's mouth.

If Harry died tonight, he would die as the happiest wizard in the world...

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I don't own Harry Potter, it belongs to J. K. Rowling, I don't own DC, nor its characters, the same goes for any other material used for this fanfic, credits to their respective creators.

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

"{Character speaking in another language}"

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AU, Hogwarts begins at age 13, Lily Evans' parents are alive and raised Harry.

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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"It's not fair," she complained before starting to caress herself, as she watched her sister push Harry on the bed only to climb on him and sit on his face.

“Harry~” Parvati let out a soft moan as Potter processed what she wanted and began to lick her pussy gently before she bent her body to suck his cock, making him completely hard again as she wiped his member with her mouth, while one hand moved to caress his balls.

 The room was filled with the sounds of wet sucking and muffled gasps from both Harry and Parvati as Padma watched. The air was charged with lust, each breath was a silent plea for more, that Padma did not stare for long and went over to suck Harry's testicles, who was startled to feel her tongue joining to help Parvati's mouth.

If Harry died tonight, he would die as the happiest boy in the world, but the last member of the Potter family could not stay like this, being the one who enjoyed the most, he could not let the beautiful twin witches do all the work while they pamper with their lips, mouths and tongue his hard length. So Potter sucked Parvati's pussy again, but with two witches sucking her cock and balls, it was easier said than done.

So Harry tried to eat the excited core of his Gryffindor housemate, trying to resist the moaning over and over again while sucking and licking her clitoris. There was no technique, no skill as it was the first time the green-eyed wizard did it, nor did he dislike it with all the desire that filled his being for twin witches and Parvati did not seem to care either, because she let out brief moans with the tongue of the fourth champion.

But as he tried to keep sucking, Harry let out gasps and moans against her warm center, the wizard suddenly moaned part of the witch's name over her clit "{Parva-ahhh}" but he didn't say it in English

"Ahh!" moaned Parvati when her face suddenly removed from his cock when she felt Harry's tongue vibrate for a moment

Even Padma stopped sucking Harry's balls as she was startled by the action and her sister's sudden gasp of pleasure "Parv?... what happened?" asked the witch of the Ravenclaw house, with her mind somewhat free of desire and lust due to surprise.

"Parvati?" The fourth champion of the tournament also stopped eating her pussy when she suddenly moved and said her name with some doubt, although given their positions his voice came out somewhat muffled as she felt his warm breath.

"It's nothing Padma..." The witch began to say, giving a deep breath at the end "... you can… go on…"

Padma stared at her for a moment before she was the one to use her mouth to suck the length of the green-eyed wizard, though slowly as her eyes were still focused on her twin sister. That was an exciting sight for Parvati, whose eyes were focused on her sister sucking Harry's cock, but she wanted to know what that sudden vibration was

"Harry… did you vibrate your tongue?" asked the witch lifting her body from the green-eyed champion's head so she could hear the wizard better, thinking that if somehow Potter was able to use magic without a wand to make his tongue vibrate and that if he was, perhaps Harry was not as calm a boy as he seems.

"Vibrate my... tongue?" the wizard said doubtfully, resisting a groan from the pleasure Padma kept giving him before saying "No, I was-ahh~... saying your name..." but he thought for a moment of Parvati's words "... But I think that..."

"What?" asked the witch and her sister was also paying attention

“… I think I spoke… in Parseltongue…" Harry answered the question after a moment of thinking about whether to say it or not, but the answer surprised the two young witches

Both girls stared at the young wizard, although it was quite an exciting sight because of the positions the two witches were in, Padma with half of his cock inside her mouth, very close to making him cum again while Parvati gave him the tempting view of her pussy and still he could also see her bare breasts.

"Parseltongue?" Parvati said while her sister thought about it, and as they had both grown up in the British wizarding world they knew how frowned upon that rare ability was, which was considered a trait or a sign of dark wizards thanks to Salazar Slytherin and Voldemort, but both also recalled that during the second year at Hogwarts Harry seemed to show that he had it, but no one ever saw him wear it again.

But both witches, having Indian ancestry and the fact that their home library has books from there, had made them both realize that the same is not thought in India and other parts of the world thanks to Padma, who was the one who read the family library the most.

"Could you use it?" And Harry along with Parvati were surprised again when Padma spoke after taking her mouth away from the fourth champion's cock

"Use it?" the two repeated as they looked at her

"Yes... to eat us," Padma said, resisting stuttering at the same time that she felt herself blush at the idea she suggested

"It's always the quiet ones" Parvati thought about her sister, since being one of the gossip lovers like her best friend Lavender, she had heard that phrase a few times about various older girls or her age who attend Hogwarts, as well as various gossip about comments and opinions of some wizards and witches about what Hermione Granger would be like in bed. At least that phrase seemed to apply perfectly to her sister at this time

But Parvati kept thinking about it and the idea of Harry's tongue vibrating as it eats her excited, wet pussy became more and more tempting the more she thought about it

"Well, I... " said Harry, trying to think of what to say, he would never have thought of using the ability he somehow got from Voldemort when he was a baby, nor was he sure he could use it if both girls kept making him moan

"Yes, use it. I want to know how it feel," Parvati said before her Christmas dance date could think of an answer, causing him to stare at her for a moment to say something, but only a pleasant sigh came out of his mouth as Padma sucked his shaft again

"I-ohh~... I'll try~" was the only thing Harry could say as he felt Padma's warm, moist mouth around his member at the same time he could feel her tongue getting a little playful as she licked the side of his member

Parvati smiled before lowering her soaked core back onto Potter's face who took a second to two to eat her core, sucking and licking, but not vibrating his tongue yet.

"Harry~" Still, the fourth champion managed to get some moans and sighs out of Patil because of the pleasure he was giving the witch sitting on his face while her sister continued to suck his cock, taking him to the edge

"Parvati" Harry would say trying to speak in Parseltongue, but without success "in my mouth"

As for Padma who continued to suck on Potter's hard phallus she had her eyes focused on her sister who was starting to move her hips a little, trying to get for more friction while still giving some moans and gasps that became more frequent while Potter was slowly learning to eat her excited core better, it was an exciting sight for the twin who lowered one of her hands over her own body to caress her pussy.

"Cum in my mouth-ooh~" but Harry found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on sucking his date's clitoris, while the another sister was about to make him, but he kept trying “Cumming” Potter again and again tried to speak in Parseltongue, unsuccessfully until for a moment he imagined in his mind that he was talking to a snake "{Cum in my mouth}"

"HARRY!" Parvati gave a cry of pleasure as she felt Harry's tongue vibrate against her pussy which was longer than the first time, but it was for a short time because the other twin finally made the wizard cum in her mouth, so he was distracted thanks to her sister while also letting out a deep moan. But Padma was also distracted by looking at her sister, so a good bit of Harry's cum leaked out of her mouth, staining the rest of her mouth as it ran down her chin.

"Don't waste it~" said the twin of the lion house after a moment and before once again leaning her body to suck Harry's cum while moving her hips against Potter's face again. Starting with the semen falling on Harry's body while her sister finished swallowing what she had in her mouth, but Parvati seeing that there was still something left on her sister's face attracted her to a brief kiss before licking what was left on her face.

The unwitting champion of the Triwizard tournament took a moment to understand his date's hint as the ecstasy of his orgasm subsided, only when his mind was not so flooded with pleasure did he return to his job of sucking and licking his fellow Gryffindor partner's pussy, but he managed to remember that he had imagined a snake in his mind "{Parvati}"

"AAHHH!" The witch gave a loud gasp, stopping sucking the cum that had escaped from her sister's mouth and stained her face "HARRY-Mmm" but her mouth was silenced by Padma

Thanks to having had his orgasm and cumming, Harry could concentrate better on eating Parvati, it also helped that at that moment neither of them was stimulating his cock , while he continued to occasionally imagine a snake in his mind to use Parseltongue to vibrate his tongue and make Parvati moan, while his cock slowly regained its hardness.

"Mmmmm~"

But he didn't last long like that, because after a few moments Harry once again felt the atractive twins' mouths on his dick and balls, making his member regain its full hardness quickly while Padma and Parvati began to take turns with the one who sucked the cock of the last Potter and who sucked his balls.

"Ahhhh~"

Only the witch who could do it most easily was the twin who wasn't sitting on the fourth champion's face, because it was easier for her to move from her position and because the wizard wasn't constantly making her moan with his mouth in her pussy. But every so often while both licked and sucked the length of the wizard, the lips or tongue of one sister brushed the mouth of the other , which led them to kiss for a few brief moments and then worship Harry's hard member again with their lustful mouths for a few moments before kissing again before sucking his cock again.

"Harry~" but the aforementioned wizard kept making Parvati moan, who at times was silenced by Parvati or her gasps and moans were muffled when her mouth was filled with the magician's shaft, but he was taking her to the edge thanks to the vibration of his tongue that only took a few more moments to make his date cum in his mouth.

Only, Harry, due to his lack of experience, did not notice the signs of a girl or woman about to cum, so he was taken by surprise when his date's juices flooded his mouth and stained his face. While it took Parvati a moment for her bliss of pleasure to subside, but Potter was still being carried to the next while Padma took care of the member whit her mouth, but she did it slowly because she was watching her sister catch her breath.

Then Parvati moved away from the green-eyed wizard's face, immediately noticing, like her sister, her juices staining Harry's face, who was taking a moment to taste her taste, but had to put it aside when one of the sisters moved

"My turn~" Padma said, taking her sister by surprise when she pushed her a little to be the one who will now sit on Harry's face, wanting to feel the same as her sister

"PahMgs," Potter's exclamation of surprise was drowned out as the witch felt his breath against her excited center. It didn't take long for the green-eyed wizard's brain to catch up and start eating her pussy, although he was starting to feel a slight feeling of tiredness in his jaw and tongue, but he ignored it and continued sucking and licking the wet core of the witch sitting on his face.

"Mmmm~.... Ahh~" Parvati who had been pushed by her sister, had ended up lying on the bed, feeling the pillows on her back as she caught her breath and watched her sister moan softly as she closed her eyes, thanks to Harry's mouth that he had not yet begun to use the tongue of the snakes with Padma.

But the feeling of tiredness that began to run through her body after the orgasms she had, did not prevent her from moving a hand to caress her wet center. As for Padma, she hadn't sat like her sister had done on Harry's face, but because part of the wizard's body was out of bed due the blowjob they gave, and because Parvati was further into bed when she had laid down, the moment Padma opened her eyes again she had a full view of her sister touching herself.

It was to be expected that their eyes would meet, but for each sister to see the other getting some pleasure only served to increase the lust each felt. That's why the twin of the lion house moved her free hand to start massaging one of her breasts under the watchful eye of her sister, while Padma kept letting out several moans and soft gasps that Harry's mouth made her make.

So the twin on the wizard's face placed one hand on Potter's head before leaning her body back slightly, trying to make her breasts stick out while her other hand began to massage one.

The fourth champion felt Padma's movement as well as her hand on his head, he may not have been able to tell what was going on between the two sisters, but he could hear their breaths getting heavier, as well as the gasps and moans they both let out

"Ohh~... yeees~... Keep it up... Harry~"

"Mmmm~... do you like this?~... do you like to see me touch myself, Pad~?”

"And you~?"

But Potter could hear both Padma's and Parvati's voices, so he wanted to know what they were doing or rather see it with his own eyes as his hands held the witch's legs to whom he gave pleasure with his mouth.

There was no doubt that the brotherly relationship between the two witches of Indian descent had changed completely, although only time could tell if this was only for once, while that their voices continued to excite Harry who tried to concentrate on keeping his mouth occupied with Padma's clitoris, but he himself felt that they were taking him back to the edge with their voices and the taste of the core of the witch on his face.

But feeling that he could not continue as he did with Parvati, Harry thought again of a snake so that he could vibrate his tongue again, taking a few seconds to achieve it

"HARRYYYYY!" when Parvati's date did, the other twin arched her body even more as her hand pulled Potter's head against her core reflexively, but lost the ability to stay upright as most of her body ended up falling onto Harry's body.

But the wizard did not stop, although he had to tilt his head a little towards his neck in order to continue delighting in Padma's pussy, without ceasing to vibrate his tongue and without caring that the witch stained his face just as his twin sister did

"AAHHH!"

Meanwhile Parvati had a front row seat to her sister being brought to orgasm thanks to Harry's wonderful and magical ability as she continued to touch herself, leading herself to another orgasm "Oh, Morgana~!"

But Padma only got a brief respite when Harry paused to breathe, but his breath hit Padma's center, and for a moment he tried to turn his head so he could see the witch he had invited to the ball, only managing to catch a glimpse of Parvati who was still touching herself

Then he felt Padma's hands touching his hands to push them away as she sat down on his face again, but her breathing was rather hectic. Harry was going to eat her soggy core again, even though his mouth felt tired, when she lifted her body so she could turn around before sitting back down on his face.

His date's sister tilted her body, so it didn't take long for Harry to feel Padma's breath against his cock and a moment later Potter began to feel her licking his shaft

"God!" Harry exclaimed against her core, knowing he wouldn't last long with how aroused he was before she made him cum, so he tried to breathe a little before returning to his work while trying not to moan, but without much success at it

"Ahh~... ohh~" Padma's moans didn't take long to return as she ran her tongue over his hard member and left a few wet kisses along his phallus and at the tip, managing to make Potter cum in no time as her tongue ran along the side of his length, so she ended up with a smeared face.

Harry stopped when he cum as he gave a long gasp, but he only got a real reprieve when she moved away from his cock a little, allowing him to try and refocus on vibrating his tongue again.

But neither Padma nor Harry had noticed when Parvati moved on the bed again, not with the pleasure that ran through their bodies and minds, nor with the exhaustion that was growing in them, it only happened because the other twin had moved on the bed so she could be next to her sister, and this noticed her when she felt her hand touch her face and make her turn to see her.

"Parv-" Padma couldn't finish speaking when Parvati kissed her before starting to 'wipe off' what stained her twin's face, only to share it with her when she kissed her again.

Padma's hands went to her sister's body, trying to pull her closer so she could touch her, with Parvati doing the same, with her hands caressing her twin's breasts, while she had her arms around her, with one hand caressing the skin on her back while the other was going to grab her butt.

The kiss they had became quite passionate while they felt the taste of Harry's essence, with the wizard being able to hear the sound of his kissing, although he did not identify it as he was still concentrated in the wet core of Padma, but still unable to use the snakes' tongue again due to the fatigue in his mouth and tongue. And it became more difficult for him to achieve when he felt a hand caressing his member.

It was Parvati, who had pulled one of her hands away from her sister's breasts to make Harry's length regain its hardness while her mouth muffled the moans her sister let out from time to time.

Meanwhile her twin continued to run her hands over her body, leaving her back to go to her breasts, but one of Padma's hands only caressed them for a moment before descending down Parvati's body to caress her center, eliciting a slightly louder moans to her twin just by caressing her lower lips before inserting two fingers inside her

"Pad~" gasped the sister for a brief moment as she broke the kiss and the more studious sister's fingers went in and out of her warm, as well as very soaked pussy while the magician was still busy getting a few moans out of Padma.

But even though the wizard was unable to use the gift he had since he was a baby again, Harry managed to make the witch on his face cum.

"Mmmmm!"

Parvati held her sister when the new orgasm hit her, but she took advantage of the moment to dominate the kiss while continuing to stroke the green-eyed black-haired wizard's cock. As for Padma, it took her a moment to regain her breath and strength thanks to the fact that it wasn't as intense without Harry's vibrating tongue, which allowed her sister to move away before placing herself on top of Potter's hard shaft.

Harry could feel his date's movement as he stood under Padma who was breathing heavily, but not really knowing what Parvati was about to do. That's why she opened her eyes wide when she felt her date grab her member to position it against the entrance of her dripping pussy, rubbing the tip for a moment before starting to go down

"Merlin~" Parvati moaned as Harry's hard member stretched her insides, taking a moment to get to the bottom and she could feel her sister's gaze as she kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the sensation.

"Oh, god!" The wizard raised most of his life in the world without magic couldn't believe the feeling of being inside Parvati, nothing he had ever experienced could compare to it, the closest had been his very recent experience of both witches licking and sucking his cock, along with his balls.

But now, while pleasure ran through his body like powerful waves every time his Gryffindor housemate began to get up and down on his cock, Harry found it harder to eat the other sister's pussy again, who felt Potter's breath again and again every time he let out a moan or a gasp and only felt a few caresses with his tongue at times.

Only he was not the only one, Parvati was also in a bliss of pleasure running through her body while she continued bouncing on his cock, wanting to reach her next orgasm. However, the fatigue she felt began to overwhelm her, so her bounces were losing strength and speed

"Ahh~... Parvati?" said Padma after another soft moan, but with heavy breathing, as she noticed her sister riding Harry slower and slower

"It's nothing~... alone~... I feel a little tired"

Padma could understand, she also felt just as exhausted or more, because unlike her sister this was her first time and she had never felt so much pleasure, or stasis in her life that ran through her body. But she wasn't done yet so she drew her sister into another kiss, with her twin starting to grope her breasts while maintaining a soft, slow smooching.

The green-eyed wizard had managed to hear what his date said, but his brain was slow to understand what he heard and he also felt the same, Harry didn't think he could hold out much longer for his first time. But it would be a first time he would never forget, besides the heavenly sensation of Parvati's pussy caressing his cock, he knew it wouldn't last much longer before he cum again.

Padma was in the same situation, with the touch of her twin, the kiss with her and with Harry who was still trying to give her a little more oral pleasure, she was very close to cumming after another moment, being the first of the three, so she ended up leaning against her sister while catching her breath. And her twin stopped riding Potter while holding her while Harry had been about to explode inside her.

It took a long moment for Parvati's sister to pull away from her with the sound of her breathing filling Parvati's ears, but once she did, her sister was able to bounce again on Potter's cock, with both of them taking less than a minute to cum again.

"My... my turn," said Padma, who was still looking at her sister who was taking several tired breaths

Parvati could barely give a little snort and say "He's yours" then she stepped away and moved on the bed to lie down, she had no energy to continue while Harry still had a little bit left because they were the ones who made the most effort while one witch mounted his cock and the other rubbed his wet pussy against face, while he had been sitting and lying on the bed all the time, but he was also near the end.

The same could be said of Padma who sat on his now soft member before starting to move her hips, rubbing against him, only it was awkwardly and slowly from her tiredness.

"Padma~" Harry said with a groan, enjoying the feeling as he brought his hands to the witch's breasts. But due to the tiredness of both, Potter was slow to get hard again, however the witch began to lean over him, with the wizard noticing the tiredness in her eyes.

The voice of the fourth champion brought a momentary clarity to Padma who continued to move her hips, trying to resist the exhaustion that overwhelmed her, succeeding for a brief moment in which Harry's member was almost hard again "I can... I can still go on"

"Are... Are you sure?" asked the wizard, but he received no answer other than the movements of Padma's hips that continued to rub against his length, but these were getting slower and slower until they stopped and seconds later she was inert on top of him. And Potter could only hear her soft breathing

"Padma?" Potter's exhausted voice got no answer and when he turned his head to see the other twin he realized that Parvati had fallen asleep too.

Harry stayed like this for a moment, trying to catch some breath and what he did afterwards was to give a long, tired sigh before trying to settle better on the bed with what little strength he had left, also trying to accommodate Padma. But after a moment the witch ended up between him and her sister when Potter lay down next to her to finally rest, only before Harry closed his eyes he looked at Padma with some doubt for a few seconds, but after a moment he hugged her and closed his eyes too, barely managing to think of making the room feel warmer.

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Chapter Text

I don't own Harry Potter, it belongs to J. K. Rowling, I don't own DC, nor its characters, the same goes for any other material used for this fanfic, credits to their respective creators.

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

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Inside the renovated 12 Grimmauld Place, once the ancestral home of the Black family, but now home to the Potter family, in the Potters' room was Ginny Potter, née Weasley, lying on her bed with the soft cotton sheets wrapping around her body like a warm embrace. Where small rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room, as the redheaded 28-year-old woman ran her hand over her belly slowly, unable to help but smile, feeling the flutter of excitement that came with the knowledge of a new life that had undoubtedly begun to grow within her.

For some time now, almost a year to be more exact, she had felt that the flame of her marriage was beginning to go out, due to how busy her husband was with his job as an Auror, so she had decided to rekindle it. And since they didn't have much privacy or time just for themselves since the births of James and Albus, Ginny had asked her mother if she could watch her children for the weekend, which Molly was delighted, as was her father, Arthur Weasley, because they found their home a bit lonely since all their children had made their own lives years ago and the old Weasley house was only lively during family gatherings.

Harry didn't suspect anything as soon as she told him that James and Albus wanted to see their grandparents after he returned exhausted from work, at least not until the next day…

The events of the previous day were still playing like a vivid Muggle movie in her mind.

Ginny remembered the morning, with the sweet smell of the food prepared by Harry.

The savior of the wizarding world may have learned to cook while living as a slave to his Muggle family, but now Harry cooks because he likes it and it relaxes him.

When Ginny entered the kitchen, the famous magician was standing by the stove, his emerald green eyes focused on the breakfast he was preparing. His rebellious black hair was disheveled as always, not realizing that his red-haired wife was at the entrance to the kitchen with her red hair fell down her back and framing her freckled face and bright brown eyes.

A mischievous smile was drawn on her lips as she watched Harry work his magic, along with a hint of desire, they only had the weekend and Ginny didn't want to waste time.

As the food simmered, filling the kitchen with its intoxicating fragrance, Harry sensed Ginny's presence behind him. Her delicate hands wrapped around his waist, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Gin" the black-haired man said before turning to look at her, finding her gaze filled with a primal hunger that surprised him for a brief moment, but was quickly received.

Their lips met in a fiery kiss, quickly igniting the passion that Ginny thought was fading in her marriage. Their bodies squeezed together, fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.

The kitchen faded into the background, the only sound was the crackling of the fire and the sound of food slowly boiling. But the smell of the food reminded Harry of what was on the stove, so he removed one of his hands from his wife's body to quickly turn off the stove before his hand, along with the other, slid down Ginny's curves, tracing the familiar territory of her body with reverence and hunger. Her skin was warm to his touch, every inch was a canvas he knew and loved.

Ginny's hands ran down Harry's back, the fabric of his t-shirt a barrier she was eager to remove. In one swift motion, she pulled the garment over his head, revealing a body in better condition than the average wizard and faint scars from some spells he couldn't completely avoid or block in his job as an Auror. Her fingers traced the lines of his body, running through every contour and every muscle as if memorizing them.

In silent agreement, they moved in unison toward the kitchen table, their urgency palpable in the air. Ginny sat on the sturdy surface, pulling Harry into a kiss with a hunger that matched his own. Their lips met in need, the taste of the other slowly driving them to the brink of madness.

The clothes were stripped off in a flurry of movements, the discarded garments without looking where. Harry's hands adored Ginny's body, his soft yet firm touch as he scanned every inch of her with reverence. Each caress elicited a gasp or a moan that only fueled his desire even more.

Before long Ginny leaned against the hard, cold surface of the kitchen counter, legs spread and head thrown back, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, each breath attracting Harry's attention who began to leave a trail of kisses as it descended her body. Ginny's eyes were closed tightly and her face flushed with desire and anticipation.

"Harry!"

But Harry took a long moment on her breasts that grew from her cup B to C, thanks to the two pregnancies Ginny had, before descending to her sex, where he was deliberately slow to get there

"Harry!"

He smiled as he heard the annoyance in his wife's voice, as his eyes stared at her, then he began to eat her pussy slowly

"Aaaahhh!" Ginny let out a moan of both pleasure and annoyance, while Harry's tongue moved slowly, knowing what he was doing, he would drive her crazy with impatience, taking more time if she showed how much she wanted him to eat her, then she had to do her best to endure that impatience for a few minutes while the pleasure grew.

After a few tortuous but pleasurable minutes, seeing that she refused to show how much she wanted this, Harry accepted his small defeat, before using the only 'gift' he got from Voldemort.

"HARRY!" Ginny yelled as he started using Parseltongue

Potter didn't give his wife 'mercy', he gave her what she wanted, with his tongue he drove her crazy with pleasure , making it faster and more vibrant, only to continue like this for the next three minutes, causing her to have several orgasms, while he enjoyed the taste of her.

Ginny's mind and eyes were clouded with sensation and pleasure, so she barely registered that Harry pulled away and moved to start rubbing his cock against her pussy, only until he got some moans out of her again as he slowly moved inside her, Ginny reacted.

"Fast, Faster, Harry" she said, with the wizard doing as she asked.

In brief moments Harry was moving at a fast pace as the pleasure of both grew again

"Ginny"

Harry's thrusts grew deeper and harder as he neared his climax, his breathing coming out in irregular gasps. While Ginny tried to match each thrust, but it was difficult to move her body when she was on the table and with her own orgasm building inside her. He could feel the familiar tightness in his stomach and the heat pooling between his legs. He wanted this to go on forever, but he knew it couldn't be like this.

With his body showing the first traces of sweat, Harry pushed inside his red-haired wife with a moan. He pounded into her again and again, setting the pace as he fucked her against the kitchen counter.

“Gin!”

“Harry”

She arches her back, her hands gripping his shoulders as he thrusts into her. His hips move needily, as Ginny's legs wrap around Harry. The smell of their sweat mixes with the now cooling food, creating a heady aroma that fills the air for them.

The pace of Harry's thrusts quickens, his breathing becoming labored as he nears his climax. He buries his face in her neck, biting it gently as he feels her body beneath him. With a growl, he releases himself deep within her, their united bodies shuddering in shared ecstasy. The redhead moans, her fingers digging into her shoulders as the wave of pleasure floods her.

They stare at each other for a few moments before he pulls out until he leans against another part of the kitchen and strokes his cock to get hard again, then kisses Ginny for a moment when she approaches and moves his hand away so she can massage his cock

Ginny smiles into the kiss when she hears him moan, as her tongue invades Harry's mouth, only to be surprised for a brief moment when Harry turns her around and pushes her against another piece of furniture in the kitchen to ram her again, but this time through her back entrance.

"HARRY!" Ginny Weasley screams with pleasure as she is bent over piece of furniture in the kitchen as her husband thrusts into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

The furniture was cold against her bare breasts, but she barely felt it as she moaned. Their movements echoed through the empty house, the only sound besides their heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin. The smell of breakfast, now forgotten, almost vanished into the air, as what remained mixed with the smell of sweat and sex that filled the room.

"Ginny!"

Harry's onslaught grew more urgent, more desperate as he felt his release approaching. He gripped Ginny tighter, before leaning his body so his lips met her earlobe, sucking and nibbling as he tried to get them both over the edge. Ginny arched her back, and rolled her neck to make it easier for Harry, as each of his thrusts resulted in moans, her body tensing as she felt herself getting closer and closer to climax.

The kitchen became the center of a whirlwind of sensations: the cold surface of the furniture beneath her, the rough heat of Harry's hands, the taste of her skin on his tongue, the smell of the long-forgotten dinner. She could feel every inch of Harry's length buried inside her, feel the way he trembled with each thrust, the way his muscles tensed and relaxed at the same time as hers. And then, as if they had been moving in unison the whole time, they peaked together, their bodies trembling with release, and their screams mingling in the room.

"HARRY"

"GINNY!"

Harry collapsed against Ginny's back, panting, their skin slick with sweat. He kissed her shoulder, neck, earlobe, and his hands gently circled her hips. She turned her head again to rest her forehead on Harry’s, while sighing with her eyes closed for a moment, before looking Harry in the eye

"I love you," she breathed, the words coming out quickly. "I love you so much."

"And I you"

They stayed like this for a moment, until the black-haired man noticed that Ginny's desire and need remained the same in her eyes, and the mage felt a chill run down his spine.

"I have some resistance potions in our bedroom," she said in her voice hoarse with desire

"How many?" the savior of the English wizarding world took two or three seconds to respond with another question, not knowing if he should be surprised or anxious

"Enough"

It wasn't an exact answer, but it didn't matter when she moved to get up, which only made Harry moan briefly as he was still inside her butt, before retreating and getting one out of Ginny.

He then followed her while enjoying the view of her bare butt, until they reached their bedroom, where Ginny quickly pulled out 6 small jars, 3 for each...

………

As they came together in a tangle of limbs and passion, the Potter house became a place where time and all other worries or thoughts disappeared and only the two of them existed. Where wooden furniture creaked under his weight, while their symphony of desire echoed throughout the house.

Their bodies moved together in a primitive dance. The sounds of their love filled the room in a symphony of pleasure and ecstasy that built to a climax, only to begin again.

As they lay entangled in each other's embrace in the living room in one of the armchairs, with their passion lingering in the air, Harry pressed a tender kiss on Ginny's shoulder, her emerald eyes filled with love and adoration. But the intoxicating aroma of their love was far from over.

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

I hope it is acceptable and your criticisms, to see where I have to improve

Alternate Universe where Volvemort died the night he attacked the Potters and Lily survived and Hogwarts begins at the age of 13.

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Lavender Brown, about to turn eighteen, is a young witch of undoubted beauty with hair of a golden hue that was reminiscent of the morning light filtering through the curtains of the bedrooms of Gryffindor Tower, falling in soft waves over her shoulders. Her figure, remarkably curvy for her age, was the object of glances and comments, even exaggerated comparisons such as the one that said she was as voluptuous as the Quidditch Cup itself.

That afternoon, she sat in one of the farthest corners of the Gryffindor common room, wrapped in a scarlet wool blanket, her eyes lost in the flickering embers of the fireplace while the room, normally filled with laughter, murmurs, and the comforting crackle of the fire, seemed to him at that moment unbearably noisy.

Each sound was a cruel reminder of the recent wound that still throbbed within her, and Lavender's gaze was distant, almost empty, but deep in her eyes swirled far more intense emotions: a bitter mixture of sadness, humiliation, and barely contained fury.

Ron Weasley, her now ex-boyfriend, had decided to forget her with a speed that bordered on the offensive, because as soon as the relationship had ended and with the same awkwardness with which he played magic chess, he was already hovering around Hermione Granger. But the Gryffindor prefect seemed unaware of the red-haired man's growing interest in her, more busy organizing scrolls and solving an advanced arithmancy problem than noticing the dreamy eyes with which Ron followed her through the halls.

Only despite being like that, seeing them together, or rather seeing Ron behind Granger, was like getting punched in the stomach for Lavender... unexpected, cruel and strong enough to take her breath away. The metallic taste of betrayal rose through his throat every time he passed him in the hallways, sharing his smiles as if their story had never existed.

But Lavender Brown wasn't the type of witch who gave up without a fight, she was a Gryffindor after all, she wasn't a withered flower left at the bottom of a vase.

No, if there was something he had to spare, it was determination with what he wanted... as well as a keen sense for spectacle and gossip, but that is not much to the point. She had a plan, one that if everything went as she imagined, would not only capture the attention of the entire school, but might even make Ron deeply regret his hasty decision to break with her.

So the eyes of the voluptuous blonde witch slowly slid to Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the son of the legendary Lily Potter, the muggle-born witch who changed the course of the English wizarding world and became a symbol of hope after the fall of Voldemort... and more importantly at the time, Ronald Weasley's best friend.

Harry, with his characteristic black hair like a crow's wing, eternally messy, and those green eyes so intense they looked like they could see through the incantations, had always had something that attracted various witches, whichwas driven by his fame.

But another thought also popped into her mind, if she couldn't have Ron, she would have the next best thing, not as a simple consolation, but as a strategy as the foolish Ronald likes to say ‘A perfect chess move’, one that would hurt like a well-cast curse due their connection impossible to ignore, especially for someone as impulsive and emotional as Ron.

The wheels of her mind began to turn, each thought more calculated than the last, she would seduce Harry, show him a night he would never forget, and leave him wanting more. It was a simple, but deliciously vindictive plan.

So Lavender stood up before walking, her body swaying with the grace of a cobra, and approached Harry, who was engrossed in a Quidditch magazine a few steps away from her sitting in one of the armchairs near the fireplace.

"Hello, Harry," she cooed with a smile on her lips, her voice sweet as honey... and with the same potential to cause toothache or indigestion to someone if not handled carefully.

The young wizard looked up and his eyes opened slightly behind his glasses at the sight of her, surprised not only by her sudden appearance, but by the closeness with which she settled seconds later next to him.

Lavender sat so close that their thighs brushed against each other, generating a slight contact that seemed casual... put it was calculated to the millimeter, she also leaned slightly towards him, letting her hair brush her shoulder, and subtly moved her chest, as if she was only looking to be more comfortable, although she knew well what she was doing to attract his attention.

Harry's cheeks turned a deep red, darker than the scarlet of Gryffindor. He blinked a couple of times, without turning away, though it was clear he wasn't expecting that kind of attention.

Lavender smiled to herself, the ‘spell’ apparently already starting to take effect.

"What's the matter, Lavender?" Harry asked, trying to make his voice sound firm, although it came out faster than he intended.

Lily Potter's son knew, as did almost everyone in the common room, that Lavender was upset with two of his four best friends: Ron and Hermione... so he didn't expect was this sudden closeness.

So it wasn't surprising that the intensity in her eyes and the way she sat so close to him... everything was new, different, and disconcerting to the Potter heir.

Still, Harry couldn't help but wander his gaze, even for a moment, to the chest area where the school robe was stretched against Lavender's bust. It wasn't the first time he'd wondered if she hadn't bought a new tunic that year, or if that garment had simply lost the battle against its owner's curves.

Lavender, for hes part, gave him a knowing smile, charged with a confidence that left Harry unsure whether he should feel confident or worried.

"Oh, Harry~" he purred "I was thinking about how much we love Quidditch... Especially you, aren't you?" Her hand, soft and warm, slid naturally to rest on the young wizard's knee, causing him a slight start.

It wasn't a scandalous gesture, but it was unexpected enough to make Potter stiffen.

"And I had an idea for the next party when you make us win against Slytherin" she continued, with a barely perceptible wink at the end of those words. "We could... find a way to keep spirits high, strong and vigorous~... if you know what I mean"

Harry looked at her, his heart beating faster than usual and at first, it took him a few seconds to fully understand the meaning of his words, but the subtle touch of his hand that now slowly slid down his leg with an almost artistic delicacy, cleared any doubts he might have had.

He knew what Lavender was implying and with that certainty, came a whirlwind of emotions for the green-eyed wizard, his loyalty to Ron holding him back like an invisible enchantment but at the same time, he couldn't deny that Brown had a charm hard to resist.

A part of him wanted to back off. Another, quieter but more honest, did not want to move a millimeter.

However, the temptation that Lavender represented was quickly gaining ground and Harry could almost hear his mother's voice in his mind, scolding him for letting his hormones take control. "Don't let them control you, Harry, and don't listen to your godfather's silly and absurd advice. Use the right head!", that echo resounded inside him, like a warning.

But those words began to fade, as if a spell of silence was slowly extinguishing them, so the only thing James Potter's son could do at that moment was swallow hard, while the lump in his throat made it impossible for him to relax.

In addition to the fact that the Potter heir felt a pressure in his chest and for an instant, he wondered if what he was experiencing was real or just the product of his racing mind, but with Lavender's hand continuing its journey, a little closer to another, more sensitive part of his body, he knew that he was not imagining things.

"What... What did you have in mind? He managed to articulate, surprised that he had managed to get the words to come out with a certain firmness and coherence, without overflowing into a nervous squeal and Harry also congratulated himself for staying calm, although his mind was still in chaos. Every word she said seemed like one more step toward a precipice, and his body reacted involuntarily, unable to stem the torrent of confused thoughts as he settled better into his seat to disguise his body's natural reaction.

Lavender's smile widened, revealing a set of perfect, gleaming teeth. It wasn't just a charming smile; it was a smile that a small part of his mind said to Harry, "Watch out, you idiot!"

"Well..." she began, lowering her voice to a whisper, but it resonated clearly for him amid the din that filled the common room, despite the lively din of the students, her voice seemed to cut through the air, directed solely at him.

However, Parvati and Ginny were the only ones who seemed to realize what was going on between the two, and the younger Weasley frowned, but stayed away, unable to do anything to stop Lavender because Ron's sister had devised her own plan weeks ago to make Potter jealous and that was to date Seamus, hoping Harry would notice her

So what Ginny did was lean over to Seamus, taking his face with determination, and kissed him hard. It was a loud, theatrical, dramatic kiss, designed to get Potter's attention, but it wasn't Harry who reacted... it was Ron.

"GINNY?!" Ron exclaimed, standing up so fast that his chair hit the table where Granger was sitting solving his arithmancy problem. Drama quickly unfolded, with Ron beginning a confrontation with Seamus over his sister's kiss, while murmurs multiplied around them.

“RON!”

However, the mess created by the Weasley family was not enough to divert Harry's attention who could not help but notice that Lavender was getting closer and closer to his face, getting closer and closer to him with each passing second, as her breasts pressed gently against his arm, and he liked the closeness of her body more than he wanted to admit.

Lavender, deciding to ignore the drama unfolding around him, smiled more confidently and said quietly to Potter as she brought her face even closer to his, so that Harry could feel her warm breath crash against his face "I could use a little... more encouragement... and I think you might need it too~"

The scent of her perfume and shampoo reached the nostrils of Lily Potter's son, something slightly floral with a hint of sweet vanilla, wafted around him, enveloping Harry like an invisible spell. The fragrance got into his mind and lungs, so Harry felt his resolve begin to crumble, growing weaker with each word and with each second more.

"What do you mean?" He managed to ask, his voice hoarse, full of confusion mixed with some excitement and desire that grew in him for his friend's ex and a pinch of insecurity that barely made him remember that it was a bad idea, but Potter didn't know what else to say or how to react.

Lavender's eyes shone with palpable mischief, and her smile widened as her lips curled into an unspoken promise.

"I mean..." she said, making sure to use a voice so silky that it was almost impossible not to hear the challenge that came with it, her tone of voice was a mixture of sweetness and malice, which seemed to envelop Harry like a spell "that we could have a... small private celebration, just the two of us~"

There was also the way her hand slowly slid up his thigh that was as subtle as it was daring, and for a moment, Harry couldn't ignore the heat that was building up between them. And his breathing became more irregular, discomfort mixed with a strange sense of temptation as thoughts ran over his head, each struggling to dominate.

"What do you say?" She whispered, her face so close to his that Harry that if it weren't for the Weasleys attracting the attention of the occupants in Gryffindor Tower, anyone would think she was about to kiss him … and he wouldn't complain if it happened

Furthermore, the rest of the room that is normally filled with laughter and conversation, seemed to fade away around him along with the drama provided by the red-haired brothers' argument, erased by the intensity of what was occurring between them. The murmurs and bustle of the other students became a distant echo, as if the room had completely emptied, leaving just the two of them in a private bubble.

But Harry was still experiencing a cocktail of emotions that mixed inside him: guilt, for even considering the idea of giving in and hurting Ron; emotion, at the prospect of being with such an attractive young witch... and above all, confusion, because of the suddenness of everything. How had he gotten to this point? What was happening with his strange luck?

Only that the warmth of her touch and the scent of her hair were too tempting to resist, Harry took a deep breath, feeling his mind fog up as his head said he should reject her, but his body told him to give in, so with a mixture of confusion and surrender, he nodded.

"Remember, Harry…" she said, clearly aware of her doubts, her look sly as her hand slid down her cheek, caressing her gently. "It's just a little fun, there's nothing to worry about"

Her eyes stared at him, looking for any sign of hesitation, but Harry, though his heart was pounding like a drum in the Quidditch World Cup final, nodded again, feeling a pressure in his chest that he didn't know how to calm.

Lavender slowly pulled away from him before rising from the chair and leaving, her figure gliding toward the exit as her smile remained intact, triumphant.

Harry watched her walk away, but after a long moment "DON'T do anything stupid," he said to himself in his voice like an urgent whisper, as if those words were the last line of defense left between him and the temptation that was Brown. "Don’t do anything stupid, don’t do anything stupid"

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The following days were a real martyrdom for the heir to the Potter house and the boy who lived... although, at that moment, he looked more like the boy who suffered, because Lavender had not finished with her game, on the contrary, she intensified it.

She tempted him at every opportunity, in ways as subtle as they were provocative, such as the suggestive look as she bit her lip, an almost accidental caress as she passed him, a slightly steeper forward incline as she sat across from him.

Sometimes, she would simply take a deeper breath when she noticed Harry watching her, causing her breasts to rise almost theatrically, while at other times she would walk ahead of him in the corridors of the castle shaking her hips a little more, knowing full well that he was looking at her. And while they expected most of her actions to go unnoticed... it was not like that because several students began to notice the tension.... except Ron, ironically the only one who should have noticed.

Neville, always attentive and another of his best friends, approached Harry on more than one occasion to warn him to be careful, but with an embarrassed voice. Hermione was more direct: she looked at him with that disapproving expression of concern and told him clearly that he must avoid Lavender at all costs.

But for them it was easy to say, but for Harry, it had to be repeated over and over again in his head that he must not give in to Brown's provocations, that he must resist temptation. He knew, he knew, that Lavender was trying to get revenge on Ron, and that he was just a piece on that board... but he was also a young wizard of almost eighteen, who for all his fame and exploits, did not have much experience with relationships.

In addition to the fact that his mother was one of the teachers at Hogwarts and a strict teacher who despite her fame and beauty could intimidate young wizards and witches with a single glance to make them behave, and that she always kept an eye on her only son, which made it difficult for him to have a girlfriend.

Of course, Potter had dated some witches during his years at Hogwarts: Megan Jones, Susan Bones, Tracey Davis... and Luna Lovegood.

Luna had been his first official girlfriend, but they only dated for a few weeks, because Harry soon realized that something wasn't right. Despite the affection he had for the sweet blonde, he never felt comfortable in that role with her, not because Luna was not special, she was profoundly, but because deep down he saw her more as a sister than as a girlfriend.

Maybe it was because her mother was Luna's godmother, and so there was always a close bond with Luna. That first experience taught Harry that feelings are really confusing and not all confusing feelings were about being in love or not.

While with the other three witches it was only Susan and Tracey with whom he really got to experience sex, being Bones with whom he lost his virginity and she with him... much to the anger of his mother, Amelia Bones, and Sirius' amusement once they found out months later when Amelia met them in the middle of the act by accident; and only Tracey was the only one of them who was openly flirting with him.

Either way, the day of the match between the Gryffindor team and the Slytherin team, did not arrive fast enough for the heir to the Potter house who was more than motivated and eager to finish the match as quickly as he could, but once he was on the field, he was actively looking for the snitch and did not pay the slightest attention to Draco Malfoy with any of them. his provocations, which only made Narcissa Malfoy's son angrier at being ignored.

But because he was paying more attention to Harry Potter, Sirius Black's nephew didn't realize that the snitch was flying close to him unlike his uncle's godson who immediately noticed and wasted no time in going after it, catching it and making Gryffindor win by more than 150 points. And when the night and the party at Hogwars house arrived, Gryffindor Tower was a riot of color, celebration and laughter.

The students at the house had gone all out with the decorations and the feasting, turning the place into a magical wonderland as if they were determined to embarrass the Yule Ball.

As soon as Harry and Lavender mingled separately with the party for a while, but their glances met from time to time across the room, and every time his eyes fell on her lips, he felt a shudder of anticipation run through him, as he tried to be discreet in looking at her.

But after enjoying the party for a while, the time finally came and under the pretext of needing 'fresh air', Lavender left the Gryffindor tower with Potter also leaving shortly after, then Brown took Harry to an unused classroom. Once inside, the door closed with a soft thud, and they were left alone in the dimly lit room by the light that came in through one of the old windows, while the only sound was the distant echoes that came in through the doors or through the door.

She turned to look at him, her tight robe clinging to her curves like a second skin, while Harry's throat dried as they grew closer to each other, and the desire he'd been struggling with all night threatened to overwhelm him.

"So, Harry~..." She purred as she walked toward him temptingly as she cast a spell to block out the sound coming out the door "...are you ready to have a little fun?" But without waiting for a response from her target, she finished approaching before pressing her body against his.

Her large, soft breasts were crushed against his chest, as he began to feel the warmth of her body through her robes while at the same time he began to feel the room slowly heating up , although the latter was the work of Brown and her wand.

Harry tried to think of something to say, some witty quip or magical wisdom, but all that came out was a strangled "Lavender..."

She didn't seem to mind his momentary lack of wit as her hands positioned themselves almost level with Potter's neck, then gently and deliberately moved both her hands and fingers down Harry's neck, causing him a few shivers until she stopped and put her arms around his neck, so he had to bend down a little.

 Sirius Black's godson could feel the witch's hands glide through his hair while he could also feel Brown's breath against his mouth and nose, recognizing a faint aroma of fire whiskey that lingers incognito in the celebrations at Gryffindor Tower.

She tilted her head a little as they brought their faces closer and their lips met in a kiss that started slowly, but quickly grew in passion and need until it was more ardent than the breath of a dragon.

It was a kiss that conveyed the rage that the witch still felt against her ex-boyfriend and desire for the black-haired wizard with green eyes, a kiss that promised a night of passionate revenge. Harry only responded with desire, his arms wrapped around her waist as she leaned against him, her curves fitting against him like two puzzle pieces.

Her tongue slipped into his mouth, in an attempt to subdue the kiss and he tasted the sweetness of her anger. It was intoxicating, but that didn't make Potter allow her to set the course and follow her obediently, thought he kissed her back as fiercely as he could, deeper, hotter.

It was a kiss that spoke of all the things they didn't say, of all the feelings that had been repressed, from the moment Ron had chosen Hermione over her and of the green-eyed magician's own desire for the beautiful, voluptuous blonde.

Lily Potter's son's hands ran over Lavender's body as each tried to dominate the kiss, until they stopped at the witch's bottom and he began to squeeze her buttocks with great satisfaction. That helped the black-haired wizard a little in getting a little advantage in the kiss, since Lavender liked his touch as Harry squeezed her butt, taking out a brief and soft gasp that he did not miss so that his tongue dominated hers.

The Lavender Brown's hands were still caressing the head of the green-eyed wizard, but the witch was also moving her body to rub her breasts against her body, but after a long moment her hands left his head to run a little over his body and she separated long enough to whisper

"You're not bad... Harry~... now... I'll show you what he's missing," she said between a few breaths as she tried to catch her breath after all the time they were kissing without stopping to breathe.

But at that moment, even though she was referring to Ron, with the lust and desire her voice was like a siren song, which Harry felt he was being swept away by the waves of her 'vengeful plan', then a second or two later she pulled him against her body as they kissed again while they stumbled toward the desks, knocking over some dusty sheets of parchment and some abandoned feathers.

Their Hogwarts robes were discarded and fell to the floor, revealing the Muggle clothes they had worn underneath, Harry with a simple red T-shirt of a rock band from the non-magical world and jeans while she wore a simple, tight and rather thin button-down blouse, simple jeans, as well as her lace lingerie that left little to the imagination and would surprise Potter once he sees it, meanwhile the fabric adhered to her like a second skin, and highlighted her ample breasts.

Harry's eyes locked on her like a moth to a flame, and he couldn't help but feel a new twinge of excitement for the great night that was just beginning.

"Just give me a moment," she said pulling him out of where his mind wandered, but before any more clothes were discarded, she pulled out her wand and with a movement a brief glow appeared in the window to prevent nothing from being seen inside if someone looked at the window, even if the two of them weren't near it.

Then she cast another spell to block the door that she had forgotten to cast earlier, with a noise-canceling spell two seconds later, then she used a spell to prevent anyone on the other side from paying attention to that door, a spell that wasn't even in the curriculum, but that she and others had bribed the Weasley twins to teach them long ago.

For his part, Harry wanted to hit himself on the head for having overlooked those details, if Brown hadn't remembered them in that moment, they ran the risk of someone coming and finding them while they were in the middle of the passion.

"I help you," Potter said, putting those thoughts aside before casting a few spells himself to darken the classroom he leaves a little more, followed by another spell for small spheres of soft light that floated around the place, then another to clean up the place a little, followed by another to give a soft, sweet scent before transfiguring the desk into something more comfortable.

She blinked a little due to Potter performing all the spells without pronouncing the name of the enchantment or spell and in quick succession, unlike her, but the magic was about the intention and at that moment Harry had reason to be motivated, although for a moment she didn't say anything as she settled into the bed that used to be the desk just now

"Wow, Harry... if you surprise me more... maybe... we can celebrate again... another day~" she said as she gave him her best and provocative smile.

"Surprise you..." Potter said without thinking and almost in a whisper, understanding well what Brown meant, but the head on his shoulders was not the one that was guiding the black-haired wizard at that moment, so he bit his tongue so as not to act like an idiot and not let himself be totally guided by his second head.

The blonde witch could barely raise her hand and make the gesture with her fingers for him to come closer again, because she was very close to her when he reclaimed her mouth with a hunger that surprised her.

Although a small part of his mind kept telling the wizard that this was a bad idea and that he should better leave, but that voice was quite small in his mind while another louder one that sounded suspiciously like his godfather was telling him not to disappoint the witch and leave her wanting to repeat tonight. And he listened to that voice as his hands ran over Lavender's body again, but this time across the front of her body.

“ahm” a muffled moan from their mouths escaped the witch while the hands of Lily Potter's son caressed her breasts over her blouse, but her own hands did not remain idle, they also moved to run over Harry's body

Their tongues were again fighting each other as their hands ran over each other's bodies, with Harry's hands cupping and kneading Lavender's soft breasts, taking a while to feel the blonde's nipples harden with her arousal. But once he realized what they were, his thumbs brushed her nipples through the fabric, hardening them into tiny peaks.

They barely broke the kiss to catch their breath before one of them claimed the other's mouth again, but their breathing became heavier and more erratic as they continued. Lavender's hands, which had been exploring Harry's body, moved up to his shoulders before moving back down only to slide to the hem of his shirt.

Without a doubt popping into his mind, she lifted his t-shirt, interrupting the kiss just long enough to take it off his head before tossing it to her right without paying attention to where the cloth fell. Now without the t-shirt, her palms brushed the warm and soft skin of his chest and very slightly marked abs and she could not help but trace the lines of his muscles with her fingertips.

However, Lavender was surprised to feel that Potter was in better physical condition than she had thought "Harry" that she ended up breaking the kiss again and saying his name, but he wouldn't let her speak because his mouth attacked hers again and his tongue invaded her again as well.

Not that you could blame the voluptuous young witch, after all wizards are not known for physical exertion and their main sport consists of sitting on a flying broomstick.

But the heir to House Potter is a half-blood whom his mother preferred to keep in the non-magical world when he was younger, while Lilly Potter works hard to change the magical world; taking advantage of the fact that Voldermort's former followers have a complete lack of knowledge about the Muggle world so they could not track either of them after taking action against any magical tracking.

That's why the almost 18-year-old wizard knew about real athletes and tried as hard as he could to be in shape. Of course, he was far from being at the level of an Olympic athlete, but he was far ahead of any wizard, which had helped him a lot in magic tournaments in which he had participated since he was 15 years old by having better reflexes and moved faster.

But that didn't matter at the time and it wasn't even something the blonde witch thought about as the sensation of her body under her hands was intoxicating, and she felt a surge of desire and lust as well as 'power' and satisfaction knowing that it was Potter she was about to have sex with, who even in Hogwarts robes was clearly in better physical condition than Ronald Weasley.

Meanwhile Harry's eyes had darkened with desire, and he let out a low growl before pulling Brown's body closer to him, as his own hands unbuttoned the buttons of her blouse and rubbed his crotch against hers, increasing the soft moans she let out every so often "Ahh~"

With each button that gave way, a new half inch of her pale, creamy skin was exposed, and Harry had to suppress the urge to rip off her garment in one fell swoop, so he took his time, savoring every moment, watching as a slight, faint blush spread across her cheeks and neck as he revealed more of her to his hungry gaze, but that she quickly controlled.

When her blouse was open, he pulled it away from her shoulders and fell to the floor, leaving her alone with the lace bra that left little for the imagination, but to see her in the dim light of the spheres that luminescent as he stepped back a little to better observe one of the most beautiful witches of the Hogwarts students at the same time that she acquired a more tempting pose by bringing her arms together a little with taking a deep breath to enhance the size of her breasts before saying, "Do you see anything you like... Harry~?”

That was enough to send any thought of Potter's mind flying, which leaned against her again to kiss her with almost animalistic hunger, as well as rubbing her crotches more forcefully while a hand kneaded her breast again in a more abrupt way, and he could feel her shiver with pleasure and excitement.

Which only served to please the wizard, although he was vaguely aware of it...

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"Character Talking"

"Character thinking"

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It was the first day of school of his sixth year, the selection ceremony was over, and Harry sighed as he stuffed the Marauders' Map into his robe as he made his way back to the Gryffindor common room as he returned after having spoken to the Enchantment teacher from the first 3 years of Hogwarts, his mother had had that job since he was 9 years old.

The portrait of the Fat Lady opened as Harry approached, and he walked up the entrance, greeted by the warmth and familiarity of the Gryffindor common room. A few students looked at the door upon his arrival, but most were too engrossed in their conversations to pay attention to him.

Harry's gaze swept across the room, searching for the familiar faces of his friends. In the far corner, he saw Seamus, Dean, and Neville huddled around a small table, engrossed in a magical card game. The letters floated in the air, shuffling each other and occasionally emitting puffs of colored smoke.

"Harry!" shouted Seamus, beckoning him to come closer “Will you join us for a few rounds?

Neville looked up, frowning in concentration as he studied the cards in front of him. "Yes, Harry, we could use a fourth player."

Harry nodded, eager for a distraction. "Sure, why not?" he said, sliding into an empty chair at the table.

The cards were reshuffled and a new hand materialized before Harry. He studied the cards carefully, thinking about his next move, when a sudden knock in the hole in the portrait startled them all.

"I'm coming," Harry said, rising from his chair. He crossed the room and opened the portrait, revealing a wide-eyed Colin Creevey on the other side.

"Harry!" exclaimed Colin, a little out of breath, "Professor McGonagall needs to see you in her office right away."

A murmur of speculation spread through the common room, but Harry simply nodded. "Alright, thank you for letting me know." He turned to his friends and shrugged apologetically. "Duty calls, I suppose. Do you keep my place?"

Seamus smiled and waved a disdainful hand. "Don't worry about it, buddy. We'll keep the seat warm for you."

With one last shake of his head, Harry walked out and headed toward Professor McGonagall's office, his mind full of curiosity. What could the Transfiguration teacher want at this hour?

As he made his way down the hallway, he passed some students who gave him curious looks, but no one dared to ask him what was going on.

When he finally arrived at Professor McGonagall's office, he knocked on the "Forward" door and entered at her invitation. The familiar scent of parchment and ink filled his nostrils as he gazed out into the cozy, book-lined study. The teacher sat at her desk, her eyes fixed on him, expectant.

"Ah, Potter, please sit down," she said, pointing to the chair in front of her.

Harry sat down, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Yes, teacher, I am," he admitted. “Is everything all right?”

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm afraid I have to apologize for the selection of Gryffindor's prefects this year, Mr. Potter. It looks like there was a mistake. Hermione Granger informed me of her doubts regarding Ron Weasley's suitability for the position, and upon further investigation, it appears she was right.

Harry was stunned. He didn't know Ron very well even though the Weasleys and his own parents had been part of the Order of the Phoenix. He had only known Ron as a good Quidditch player since joining the team last year and he had matured very little of who he was during the early years, but he had never considered him as a prefect. The idea of Ron being one was almost ridiculous.

"But why did you choose it in the first place, Professor?" He asked, genuinely curious. "I mean, he's not exactly the most responsible person I know."

Professor McGonagall sighed. "I'm afraid Headmaster Dumbledore had something to do with that decision. He insisted that Ron be given a chance to prove himself. I'm sorry for any confusion I may have caused."

Harry nodded, trying to process this information. He couldn't help but wonder why Dumbledore would have wanted Ron as prefect. Maybe there was something missing.

"I understand, Professor," Harry said, carefully avoiding any mention of Dumbledore's involvement. "Thank you for letting me know." He paused, then asked, "Then who will take Ron's place as prefect?"

Professor McGonagall smiled, "Well, Potter, I think you know that Miss Granger was my first choice for prefect... and you. You two have proven to be great members of Gryffindor and talented Hogwarts students, I am delighted to say that you will both now serve as Gryffindor prefects"

Harry wasn't surprised that Granger was chosen, plus he already knew, his friend told him, after all Hermione became his friend in freshman year when he met her and her parents while shopping in Diagon Alley, plus Granger ended up admiring his mother Lily when she learned that Lily Potter defeated Voldemort because she turned the Potter house into Godric's Hollow as a death trap, after all, his mother, along with his grandparents, Dorea and Charlus, were quite skeptical of Dumbledore's abilities in confronting Voldemort. And to this day, purists were still burning with rage that a mudblood had defeated Voldemort.

Not to mention, Hermione was one of the smartest and most hardworking students Harry knew, and he was sure she would make an excellent prefect. But Potter was also surprised that McGonagall chose him as prefect, after all he had emulated some of the activities of his father, Sirius and Remus, not to the level of Fred or George, but enough to doubt that he would be chosen. Although Harry couldn't help but wonder how Weasley would react to the news.

"Thank you, Professor," he said sincerely, "I'm honored to serve with Hermione as prefect," was all he could say, as he brushed aside his doubts

Professor McGonagall nodded. "In fact, I have every confidence in the two of you. Now, as for Mr Weasley, I have spoken to him as well. He is aware that his responsibilities as prefect have been revoked, and I am confident that he will take this news in stride."

Harry wasn't sure about that, since he didn't know how much Ron had matured since last year, plus he was curious about what Dumbledore had seen in Ron that had made him think he was capable of being a prefect. Harry couldn't help but wonder if there was more to Ron outdoing himself or something. Perhaps the headmaster had some specific reason for wanting Ron in the position or his mother and grandparents' view that Dumbledore had become senile was true.

As he pondered this, he turned his attention back to Professor McGonagall, who was now explaining the details of his patrol duties. So Harry listened intently, taking in every word, but thinking that maybe his younger sisters Iris and Heather should carry on the tradition of the Weasley twins and the marauders, since he won't be able to this year, or the next, although if his mother found out that he gave the idea to his sisters, he would be the one in trouble.

There was a knock on the door before he heard Hermione's voice and Minerva told him that he could retire to begin his prefect duties. With a deep breath, Harry left the office and met with Hermione. They walked briskly down the hall, their footsteps echoing against the cold stone walls.

"You know, Harry," Hermione said thoughtfully as they walked, "I've wondered why Dumbledore wanted Ron as prefect."

Harry shrugged. "Maybe he just saw something in him that we don't," he suggested.

Hermione glanced at him sideways, considering his words. "Maybe you're right," he said after a moment. " I mean, Ron can be a little annoying sometimes, but he's not a complete annoyance like Malfoy and others" she said, but she was thinking about some of Professor Lily Evans' opinions about the Hogwarts headmaster.

They had just arrived at the entrance of the Great Hall when they noticed a first-year Ravenclaw, who looked lost and a little scared. "Excuse me, can you help me find the Ravenclaw common room?" the girl asked, her voice trembling.

Hermione smiled warmly. "Of course. Follow me."

She led the girl down the hallway, pointing to several paintings along the way. "You'll need to know how to get around Hogwarts to find your way back and forth between classes."

"I'll continue with the patrol," Harry said

"Okay," Granger replied, before turning her attention back to the girl to explain how to get around Hogwarts

As he walked, Harry continued his patrol, making his way down another hallway. Passing by various groups from the four Hogwarts houses on their way to their own common rooms, but as he passed a group of Slytherins, Harry was on the lookout for any signs of troubles.

Harry continued to patrol as the night progressed, even after the time had passed when students were allowed to roam Hogwarts, so he began searching for those who were still outside their common rooms.

Harry Potter's fingers danced on the scroll, tracing the familiar lines and turns that made up the map of Hogwarts Castle. The candlelight flickered softly, casting shadows on the gray walls. His eyes swept across the map, looking for any sign of activity. And then, something caught his attention. The name Lavender Brown, his Gryffindor companion, was moving away from the dormitories.

Intrigued, Harry folded the map carefully and walked out after her, making his way through the dimly lit corridors, determined to discover whatever it was that had driven Lavender Brown away from the Gryffindor dormitories.

As Potter made his way through the halls, the flickering light of torches dancing eerily through the walls, suddenly, he heard a soft chuckle echoing down the hallway, piercing the silence like a knife cutting through butter. Curiosity got the better of him, so Harry quickened his pace, following the sound to its source.

Turning a corner, he saw a familiar figure, Gryffindor's blonde, Lavender Brown. She seemed to be in quite a hurry, her blonde hair swirling around her face as she ran down the hall. "Lavender!" he shouted, trying to get her attention. "Wait!" She stopped abruptly, her heart-shaped face flushed with a deep crimson hue as she turned to look at him. "Oh, hello Harry," she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"What are you doing?" asked Harry, genuinely curious. "You seem to be in quite a hurry."

Lavender hesitated for a moment, biting her lower lip as she thought. "Well," she began, looking nervously over her shoulder, "I was on my way to meet someone..." Her voice trailed off, leaving Harry wondering who she might meet at this hour.

"Oh, really?" he said, feigning indifference. "And who could it be?"

"It's a secret, Harry."

"I don't think so Lav, I need to know"

At Harry's response, the attractive blonde looked at him confused, "Why?"

"Because as your prefect, I should know anyway, since you're supposed to be in the Gryffindor common room by now." The Lavender face turned as red as a beet as she realized her mistake.

And Brown's eyes widened in surprise. "You... you wouldn't tell anyone, would you, Harry? We’re friends" she asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. "It's a secret, you know?"

Harry just stared at her, causing her to squirm where she was standing.

"Oh... Uh... yes..." Stammered. "Well, I was just... going... see..." Her voice trailed off again, and she bit her lip nervously. Then, she came up with a peculiar idea before looking Harry up and down for a moment, much to the confusion of the black-haired man, then gathering courage, she approached Harry before hugging him, her ample breasts pressing against his chest. "I have a... idea for convincing you to ignore that I was here," she breathed, her warm breath tickling his ear "and I think you might like it." Her hand reached out to caress his cheek, tracing his jaw before caressing his face.

Harry couldn't believe what was happening. He felt a mixture of surprise, confusion, and some excitement coursing through his veins, but with the first two emotions predominating in him, he couldn't respond before Lavender started pulling him in another direction than she was going in the first place...

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