Harry moved in the direction of the room where the champions were sent after the drawing. There was a great deal of applause, most of it coming from the females members of all three schools. The green eyed wizard walked forward as he saw several eyes on him.
'I hate you, so very much,' Harry thought to Jaime through the bond link.
'Why, because I'm right?' Jaime thought back to him with amusement in her voice as he crept down the hallway she couldn't help but add. 'Actually, you shouldn't be so self-loathing Harry.'
'Yes, it's unhealthy,' Amanda commented through the bond link.
'Hey, no comments from the peanut gallery,' Harry remarked to her as he kept making his way to his destination.
Diana kept her attention on him and a smile crossed her face. She gave Harry a sympathetic smile although she was glad that she got to compete against someone that gave her a challenge. Not that she was saying anything against the other champions but Harry was on a different level and would actually allow her to have a challenge she could sink her teeth into. Her blue eyes followed him.
'So….this is unexpected,' Diana commented but the blonde, Fleur, turned her expression towards Harry.
Her expression was rather haughty and her gaze focused on Harry's, before she spoke in a completely thick and rather exaggerated accent. "What, do they need us at the Great Hall?"
Fleur looked towards him and Harry was about to explain what was going on. Vega, being on the inside track, knew it as well but the cartoonish figure of Ludo Bagman made his way inside the entry hall.
"Ladies…..I'm proud to introduce to you, as odd as it is to believe, the fourth and unexpected champion, Mr. Harry Potter," Ludo commented with a wide expression on his face and there was a moment where time seemed to stand still and everyone was silent.
Maxime and Karkaroff observed the situation, both Heads trying to wrap their heads around what happened. Dumbledore, Moody, Lucretia, and Minerva all showed up and Crouch slumped into the background.
Harry observed his surroundings, Crouch looked like that he had a bad case of the flu, although given some of the underhanded things that the man did in the name of advancing his career, it was hard to feel too sorry for him. Still he was there.
Fleur gave a musical laugh as she tossed her hair back. "Oh that is a very funny joke, Meester Bagman."
"Joke, hardly, Harry's name has come out of the Goblet," Bagman commented with a wide smile on his face, looking like Christmas came early.
Fleur's face fell and she was incensed beyond all belief. She had spent a couple of years preparing herself, training herself for the Triwizard Tournament, and trying to prove that she was more than just a pretty face. This was going to be her legacy, with the fame, the glory, and the prize money a cherry on top of the sundae.
She breathed a sigh of relief after Victor Krum did not get drawn into the tournament. He would have taken over a fair share of the spotlight but now….she was overshadowed by Harry Potter.
"Madam Maxime….they're saying that this leetle boy iz allowed to compete," Fleur commented in a half whiny voice.
She was a spoiled child; her father gave her the best of everything, before he succumbed to a magical illness about a few years back Everyone at the school followed her around like a lost puppy dog, the boys wanted her and the girls wanted to be her. Yet, she was out to prove herself and now….Harry Potter was there standing in her spotlight.
"Wait a minute, little boy?" Diana asked as she stood up to her full height, ready to fight her.
'I wonder if she needs a pair of glasses,' Faora thought through the bond link.
'She'd look good in them,' Karen commented and there was a few seconds where she smiled at the thought.
'She's being a snotty little bint, she needs an attitude adjustment,' Kara thought to them, angered beyond belief that she insulted her husband so much and she was not about to let her get away with doing so for even a moment.
Harry took it in stride, as there were some complains by the foreign heads.
"I can tell you that Harry was with me and Kara the entire day," Diana told them with a smile. "Therefore, maybe you should look into who's been tampering with the Goblet."
"Well it's obvious that someone wishes to give Hogwarts an extra bite of ze apple," Maxime commented with a shrug.
"I'd agree…."
"Yes, because we know you're an upstanding judge of character," Harry remarked as he kept his eyes on Karkaroff and the nasty man's temper flared up.
"Are you trying to accuse me of something, Mr. Potter?" Karkaroff asked.
It was Moody who responded. "Yes, because it's scum like who get away and think that you can hold some kind of moral high ground. There are certain spots…."
"Alastor!" Dumbledore stated in a commanding tone and Moody's gaze moved away from Karkaroff although there was an undercurrent of hostility that never left his eyes.
He might be more paranoid than the man himself, but it was obvious that he seemed to know more then what he was saying.
"So, my name came out of the Goblet, despite the fact that I didn't enter it," Harry remarked to them.
"That is correct, it's your handwriting," Lucretia commented quietly, as she realized the one fundamental flaw in magically binding contracts.
"Seems like someone could have gotten that off of a piece of homework," Harry told them in a calm tone of voice.
"Yes….well magical law indicates that you have to compete," Crouch commented in a rough tone of voice.
Harry's expression was not a happy one. If he calculated things right, that meant that he would have to stay at Hogwarts for far longer than he would have normally. The tournament rules stipulated that once a champion was drawn, he could not leave the premises of the school, holidays being the lone exception to this rule of course.
"So, let me get this straight, just because my name just happened to come out of the Goblet of Fire, I have to compete in this circus of a tournament," Harry remarked to them and Diana tightened her arm around him but he was not done. "So….if I got Draco Malfoy's name, in his handwriting, and entered him into an agreement where he would be forced to dress in drag and do the hula for our amusement, it would be binding, under penalty of losing his magic."
"Yes, it's a flaw but it's possible," Dumbledore commented, he was amused by the idea of Draco Malfoy dressing in drag although everyone else seemed disturbed.
Except for Lucretia, who seen it before and was desensitized by the entire thing because it was just another weekend at Malfoy Manor.
"Well, guess, I'm going to have to compete," Harry commented to them as he looked at the other two champions and Diana. "May the best person win."
Harry smiled on the outside but on the inside, he was frustrated beyond all belief. He could not believe that this happened.
"I believe you should give them instructions," Bagman stated to Crouch and Crouch nodded, looking rather pale.
"Right, right….the first task, well it will test your daring and ability to fight in the face of the unknown, therefore….you will not know what the task is going in," Crouch informed them in a low voice. "Due to the straining nature of the tasks, you will not be required to take your end of the year examinations."
'But I will,' Harry thought, he was not going to allow this tournament inconvenience him.
'You're nuts, I love you, but you're nuts,' Daphne thought to him through the link and Harry smiled.
'Family trait,' Harry thought back to them.
'For sure,' Faora thought as she sensed her brother's aggressions threatening to bubble through. The dark haired Kryptonian decided to give him an honest piece of advice. 'I would advise you to do something to exercise your frustrations before they overwhelm you.'
'Already on it,' Harry thought as he looked over his shoulder and strolled off without any more words.
He could tell that there was some celebrations but he made his way outside the school. The autumn breeze blew in his face as he kept walking closer to the destination of where he planned to do. His green eyes flickered towards the Whomping Willow.
He activated the knot which froze the limbs and he slipped inside, walking down the worn tunnel to the Shrieking Shack. His mind was still calm although the winds kicked up outside as an indirect side effect to his magic. His green eyes narrowed from one side as a frustrated flicker spread across his face. He strolled closer to his destination.
Harry was in the Shrieking Shack, he stood, with an all too gaze in his eyes.
He let it all out, his frustrations for being entered into the Tournament and being forced to remain at Hogwarts for about six more months. The furniture exploded as did the glass of the windows. The paint peeled off of the walls as the Shrieking Shack was ripped apart slowly, piece by piece. Nails came up, along with boards as his eyes flashed with power and anger. He kept his expression completely stoic but the actions around him told a different story.
He was calm, well calmer.
'Fucking idiots, can't even close up an obvious fucking loophole,' Harry thought, turning around to leave the carnage in his wake.
He left the smoking shrieking shack, slipping off into the night, frustration in his eyes but he was much calmer then he'd been before.
Fleur walked down the hallway in a haughty manner as her head was thrown back as she started to shake her head. She could not believe it but it was true. The blonde's face contorted into a frustrated expression.
She had to agree with Potter in a sense, although she didn't know why he annoyed her so much. Fleur crossed her arms, the fact that Harry Potter was nothing like she suspected was grinding at her nerves. The blonde's expression flickered with more annoyance yet as she could not help but think of his green eyes and his strong body.
Fleur snorted, despite being a Veela and not being starved for any attention, she had gotten very little in the way of action. The biggest problem was that most men….they devolved into a drooling mess next to her, thus taking the fun out of everything.
The blonde thought about her lot in life and what she needed to do to get some excitement in it, with young French Veela trying to figure out what she wanted to do.
The wind seemed to be blowing rapidly behind her causing her to pause, stop and stare. After scanning her surroundings for a moment and finding nothing, she turned back to continue on her way only for the wind to suddenly act up once more and then it stopped right behind her.
Fleur felt a draft as her robes her pulled up and she yelled as someone started to spank her hard and fast on the ass.
The blonde's expression was in shock and astonishment, she had no idea who dared to do this but she was panting heavily as the person in question sped off in the opposite direction. She was completely shaken by what occurred to her, not to mention extremely aroused.
Kara snickered as she rushed off in the other direction, the perfect crime having been gotten away with, well for all intents and purposes. She thought that Fleur would do well with being taught a lesson about that little crack she made earlier about Harry. Even if it was made due to her annoyance, rudeness was something that she felt she should discourage at all points, especially if it was directed towards her husband.
'They're going to have to surgically remove the smile off your face,' Faora thought through the bond link with amusement.
'Well, given what I just got away with, it's just as well,' Kara projected back to her as she kept up the pace as she switched thoughts. She tried to get a lock onto her husband. 'Harry, are you okay?'
'I'm fine,' Harry thought through the link as he took in a breath and let it out.
'That's good, I was worried for a second,' Kara thought in a fretful tone but Harry's grin spread across his face.
'No, I'm fine, I'm more than fine actually,' Harry thought as he made his way back up to the school. 'I'll be up to our room in a little bit; I've just got to calm my nerves down a little more.'
'That's good, that's really good,' Kara thought to him as she decided to go through the trunk on the ground and made her way through her things to find something to wear for Harry. 'I think we should celebrate Diana being picked for the tournament.'
Harry was glad that Kara mentioned Diana. His competitive spirit would not allow him to forfeit to his wife. The green eyes of Harry Potter swam with excitement, about her competing.
'Congratulations Diana,' Harry thought to her. 'See you in a little bit.'
Harry made his way up to the room, hearing the clapping of several people who were standing around in the hallway. He made his way to the location and Harry saw Rose in the hallway.
"Harry….I don't think that anyone truly thinks that you entered yourself into the tournament," Rose remarked to him as she stepped towards him. The red haired woman's smile crossed her face. "It wouldn't be you if you weren't in the thick of things."
Rose placed her hands on the side of her head before she gave a calm and cordial expression towards Harry. Her expression twisted into a slight smile as she added.
"I think that you'll be the highlight of the tournament, with all due respect to Diana and Vega," Rose commented as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him as her lips connected to his with a searing kiss.
Harry returned the kiss, although he did wonder about many things. The Goblet's security was compromised but surely the guard would have noticed it. Unless….the guard himself was the one who was involved in the conspiracy.
"Be careful around Moody," Harry whispered as Rose backed off. "There's something…off about him."
"Shouldn't you let Dumbledore know about this?" Rose asked to Harry.
Harry's expression remained rather cool and cordial as his eyes kept locking onto Rose's before he shook his head. "You know, they say that Dumbledore and Moody were old friends. I would think that Dumbledore would know that something is wrong with his old friend."
'Unless he's gone as senile as people thinks he is,' Faora thought, as she smiled in amusement. 'The sooner you put him out of the misery, the better. It's kind of embarrassing to his own legacy.'
'Didn't know you care,' Harry remarked to her but Faora scoffed.
'I don't,' Faora commented to him in a dismissive tone.
'All heart,' Kara thought as she tapped her feet and waiting for Harry's return.
Harry entered the room along with Rose, he was thinking about the Moody situation but all thoughts of scarred paranoid ex-Aurors flowed straight out of his mind as he saw Kara sitting there, dressed in lacy black lingerie that barely covered what needed to be covered. Her breasts overflowed from the cups of the bra, her smooth stomach was ready for him to run his hands over. He saw the hints of her pussy lips out from behind her panties that were thong style. She wore black stockings and a seductive smile across her face as she licked her lips.
Diana wore the same thing, only it was blue. Harry could not take his eyes off of their bodies although he managed to push himself forward. Numbly, Harry walked over towards them and he grabbed them around the waist, pulling them into each other.
"Ladies, shall we begin our celebration?" Harry asked them with a smile crossing his face as his expression turned to Rose. "Rose, would you like to join us?"
Rose nodded her head numbly, a smile crossing her face as she walked over in a robotic fashion and Harry pulled her over towards him.
"I think you're overdressed," Kara commented as she waved her hand and stripped her off the clothes of the woman.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
"Why don't you warm me up?" Harry asked Rose and Rose nodded her head, with a lustful smile crossing her face as she dropped to her knees before him and removed his pants.
She dug his cock out of his pants and saw it standing before her. She clenched her hand tightly around his throbbing length and slowly pumped up and down him, causing him an immense amount of pleasure.
Rose pumped his length into her mouth and it tasted wonderful. She could hardly believe that she ever lived without such a hunk of manhood in her life. Her nephew was blessed.
"Oh, Kara,' Diana breathed as Kara found herself down beneath Diana's legs and she licked her pussy. The Amazon felt waves of pleasure going against her as the Kryptonian used her tongue to stimulate the girl. Diana placed her hands on the back of Kara's head and pushed her face into her dripping wet mound.
Kara turned herself around and Diana pulled her panties down. With a deft moment, she stuck her tongue deep into Kara's dripping wet cunt, using her tongue to work into her. The blonde's expression was one of sheer amazement and passion, as both hot females worked their tongues into each other's dripping cunts.
"Damn, Rose, suck me, oh so good, so fucking good," Harry panted as she worked her lips around him and kept pushing her mouth down him. His throbbing cock hit the back of her throat as she pulled back and continued to drill her throat down him. He reached around and grabbed her hips.
Rose's pussy dripped and hungered for his meat, she could hardly live without it. She pulled her mouth off of him and Harry scooped her up.
He swung her in mid air, slammed her onto his cock, and fell back, to allow her to ride him.
"Yes," Rose yelled as she speared herself down onto Harry and her thighs tightened around him. She rode up and down on his throbbing prick as Harry reached over and cupped her breasts as she continued to pick up the pace and a steady pattern.
"Work me with that cunt, Rose," Harry growled as he grabbed her breasts and kissed her hard on the mouth. Rose returned the kiss eagerly as her tight cunt worked around his invading prick. The redhead was causing him even more pleasure than ever before as she pumped herself up and down upon his prick, riding him for everything that he was worth.
Kara and Diana rested in a sixty nine position with each other and continued to lick each other out, using their tongues to work the juices out of each other and they were extremely into it. It was an informal competition to get the other to cum the fastest and both intensified their licks.
The blonde was determined to make the raven haired Amazon princess, her face was buried firmly between Diana's thighs as she kept licking and slurping at her. The blonde's expression was widened.
Harry watched this erotic sight as Rose continued to ride his cock. The erotic dream riding his cock was also amazing, her tight twat snugly wrapped around him as she raised herself up and lowered herself onto him. She kept bouncing rather hard onto him and Harry reached around, cupping her breasts.
"Yes, Harry, into me," Rose breathed as she felt the sensations of his thick cock burying into her dripping pussy. The redhead was riding him for everything that he was worth and she bent down, capturing his lips into a burning kiss that caused him to light up.
"Keep it up Rose, oh yes, my love, squeeze me with your….yes," Harry grunted as her tight pussy wrapped around him and he kept burying his cock up into her snug snatch.
Kara twisted her position, both hers and Diana's pussies were dripping wet. Both the blonde and the raven haired woman started to rub their pussies together, causing a delicious amount of friction. Their hands clamped against their asses and Kara rammed her tongue into Diana's mouth.
Diana returned the heated kiss and she saw her husband being ridden by his aunt off to the side. She watched his talented hands all over her breasts and wished that it was her turn. She attacked Kara's lips and continued to drive her tongue into her mouth, the dark haired woman was assaulting the mouth of the blonde, pushing their lips against each other. She gripped her buttcheeks and slowly slid a finger into her which caused Diana to squeal into her mouth.
"That's really….fucking hot," Rose stated as she started to wobble but she managed to hang on onto Harry. She teasingly rubbed his abs but he grabbed her and pushed his head forward, to suck on her nipples. They tasted delicious and Harry could not get enough of them in his mouth as he licked and suckled at the wonderful flesh that was going in and out of his mouth.
"Yes, it really fucking is," Harry told her as he continued to work his cock into his aunt but she was a bit spent. "Rose, honey, do you need to tag out?"
"I'll take over," Diana commented as she had Kara tied up with the lasso.
"Hey, no fair!" Kara whined.
Diana smiled as she threw her arms around the waist of her husband and straddled his lap. Her lips met his to give him a nice and long kiss, the flaming passion between the two of them could not be matched. She wrapped herself around him, tightening him into the embrace. The dark haired princess allowed his cock to be teased between her stomach, brushing against the taut flesh rubbing him was pleasurable for both.
"Oh, I've missed this a lot," Diana commented as she pulled herself up and sunk down onto his cock, as Harry rested his head on her amazing breasts.
"Yes, it's missed you…too," Harry panted as her hips worked a path around his throbbing cock, raising up and sinking down onto the stone hard flesh pole that was between his legs. She wrapped herself around him.
Kara pouted for a brief second but Rose smiled and spread her legs.
"Gives you something to do, before you wait your turn," Rose commented in a sultry voice.
Kara would have to agree with that and found herself burying her face between Rose's lovely thighs, getting a taste of the warm and tasty juices that dribbled down her thighs. She worked her tongue deep into Rose, working out even more of the sexual frustrations than she could and she eagerly munched on Rose's pussy.
Diana was having a grand old time as she raised herself up and bounced herself down on Harry's throbbing cock. He allowed her to pin his arms to the bed as she rode his cock. After allowing Diana to have her fun for about a minute, Harry reversed the position.
"Oh yes, Har, treat me like I'm yours," Diana panted as his lips violently attacked hers with a kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth and the raven haired princess greedily returned the favor as their two tongues clashed next to each other.
"You are mine," Harry stated as he pushed his cock up and out of her at super speed, a blur passing between the two of them as their centers met each other. Diana squealed loudly as her pussy tightened around his throbbing length and he worked into her.
Kara was slurping at Rose's pussy but Harry turned up behind her.
"You've been a good girl," Harry stated as he pushed his finger into her dripping cunt and smiled. "Hasn't she, Auntie?"
"Yes, a very good girl," Rose confirmed as she prepared herself to see her nephew's cock invade Kara from behind whilst Kara ate her out.
"Harry, I need this," Kara begged him.
Harry was not about to let her wait, he grabbed her around the hips and speared into her from behind. His thick length speared into her tight, soaking center and the blonde felt super warm around him. The pulsing heat between her legs was more than enough as he drilled his cock into her from behind as his fingers ran down her body, skimming down her tight and toned stomach and playing with her breasts.
Kara moaned as she was tied up and fucked hard from behind. His throbbing cock entering her was good, as she lapped the tasty juices that rolled down the thighs of Rose. The blonde tightened her grip around the head of Rose as she continued to push herself up to meet the incoming thrusts of the tongue.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard," Diana groaned as Harry grabbed her legs and sank his nails into the hips which only drove her to deeper enjoyment.
Harry smiled as he grabbed her hips around and started to drill her sopping cunt over and over again. His throbbing length entered her dripping slit and Diana's eyes bugged out as her back arched with the pleasure. His balls slapped against her thighs and he continued to pick up the pace, working into her. The dark haired Princess closed her eyes and felt the rush course through her, his length pushing between her. Her eyes fluttered shut with the pleasure getting even deeper into her as he passed his cock through her.
The wizard was in heaven as her tight center wrapped even more around him. She milked his thrusts as he rammed into her. Her tight pussy wrapped around him was great and anyone who decided to step into the bond at this moment would be getting pleasure beyond all amazing measure. His green eyes flooded with thinly veiled lust as he grabbed her hips and kept drilling into her. His thrusts got even deeper as he passed her tight cunt and his balls slammed against her.
Diana could not believe Harry's thickness as it entered her, yes it was amazing, she could not….she must have every single inch of him burying into her. The dark haired woman closed her eyes as Harry continued to work into her.
Kara screamed out loud.
"Use that tight cunt, oh that's it," Harry told her as he bit down on Kara's ear and the blonde's expression as his hands groped her tits. The blonde's eyes kept fluttering in and out as he ran every single inch of her body up and down her. Her sexy muscles were amazing as he buried into her.
Rose watched her nephew as he exerted his dominance over both of these women, as she patiently waited for her turn.
The first round was closing up as Harry drilled his throbbing length into both Kara and Diana from different positions. This caused her to get hot and the celebration intensified.
Harry grunted and his cock speared into the tight center of the Amazon as he kept pumping into her.
Both Kryptonian and Amazon had extremely powerful orgasms as Harry shot his fluids into tight cunts. They saw stars as Harry pumped into her tight pussy, as Kara and Diana milked his thrusts.
The good news about being him was that Harry was not soft for long and the dance picked up anew.
Smut/Lemon Ends.
"Harry, I've been doing some research."
That was a sentence that filled Harry with a tiny bit of dread, especially when it was Hermione who said it. Call him crazy, but there were times when Hermione got going and she over thought some things. The brunette woman locked her eyes on Harry, as he stood with Diana, Daphne, Tracey, and Kara one day after class.
"It's about….house elves," Hermione remarked as she turned to Harry.
"Is this about what happened to that one house elf at the world cup when she was found by Crouch in the debris?" Kara asked to her.
Hermione's expression became bold and fairly determined; it was almost scary how she looked.
"Yes, Crouch decided to fire that house elf because she was scared and disobeyed an order," Hermione offered to the group as Daphne and Tracey exchanged a "here we go" look with them. "And….."
"Hermione, listen before you try and stir up some kind of revolution," Harry told Hermione and Hermione listened, even though there was a slight hint of annoyance through her eyes. "House elves….well I won't lie that some of them are mistreated by their masters. You don't need to look too further than Dobby."
"However, most of the house elves are treated well and the mistreated ones are the exception rather than the rule," Daphne continued to Harry. The Greengrasses had three house elves and all were extremely happy with what they did.
"But they're enslaved," Hermione argued.
"They did that willingly, because if they didn't, they would have died out a long time ago," Harry informed Hermione and the brunette's expression became wide eyed. "House elf magic without a binding….it's wild and unpredictable and it's too much for them to handle."
"A house elf's temperament depends on the person that they are bonded to," Daphne continued with a smile on her face. "Most house elves are the happiest creatures on Earth."
'And Kreacher was bugfuck nuts because our aunt was crazy,' Bellatrix thought in a serene voice.
'Is this a case of the cauldron calling the goblet black, Bella dear?' Narcissa thought through the bond in amusement.
'Okay ladies,' Harry thought to them.
'I don't know what you're doing but Lucius is sweating like a pig in an overcoat,' Narcissa projected to Harry and a smile crossed his face.
'I'll explain what's going on later, I need to educate Hermione,' Harry thought to her.
'I wish you the best of luck,' Andromeda thought to him through the link and Harry turned his undivided attention to Hermione once more.
"Hermione….I understand you want the best for them, and I think that there are people out there abusing their house elves," Harry told her and Hermione opened her mouth. "However, if you to try to do this in a heavy handed way, you're going to turn off people from the offset and they won't listen to a word that you're saying."
Hermione's eyes kept onto Harry's and there was a protest that was forming in her mind.
"House elves….I won't say it's a most ideal arrangement but that's the way their society has worked, that's the way their society has always worked," Harry told to Hermione. "There are books at the library about it, how house elves have unstable magic. It needs to be grounded. They realized that they would have died out and taken out people with them if they refused to do so."
Hermione's mind was going a few miles a moment and she opened her mouth with a protest, but Harry placed his hand on her mouth.
"If you wish to work to help the plight of house elves….the one that are abused, so be it….but we have to do this slowly and within their own broken system," Harry remarked as he looked at Hermione. "You're at a disadvantage already aren't you?"
Hermione hated to admit it but she was.
Daphne's gaze turned towards her. "Hermione, your people skills leave a lot to be desired. If you try and force sudden revolution and changes with house elves, you will get buried so deep that not even Harry will be able to help you."
"Most of them are happy, very happy," Tracey added with a smile on her face. "And those who aren't….well….exception to the rule."
Hermione had more than enough to think about and she was trying to get everything through her mind.
"You were about to make up badges and try and badger people with them, weren't you?" Kara asked to Hermione.
Hermione placed her hands up to her face as she had a sheepish expression on her face. The brunette witch felt embarrassment flood her body and she tried to keep things cool, even though she was kind of shaky.
"Oh Hermione," Harry commented to her in an exasperated voice but he could not resist it, no matter how hard he tried to do so "Honestly Hermione….did you think that would work out that well?"
Hermione opened her mouth to protest again but she could not say anything more than that. Her brown eyes swam with frustration.
"Prepare research that might contradict what I've told you but any books on house elf culture will tell you about the same thing," Harry remarked to Hermione and the brunette's expression became rather wide eyed but she nodded despite that fact. She thought that it would be best if she could keep an open mind even though it was hard because the magical world contradicted everything that she knew and then more. "I don't want to….I don't want you to do something that you might regret."
"I'll look into things…better," Hermione stated in a shaky tone of voice.
"That's all I ask of you, but don't….don't try and do anything that might piss people off," Harry told her. He was trying not to overtly upset the apple cart, it was better to subtly do things from the shadows, using their own damaged system against them.
Hermione's jaw was set with a frustrated tone but she nodded.
"I've got…."
"To go to the library," Kara concluded in a cheerful tone and Hermione's arms folded but Kara's expression contorted into a smile as she blew Hermione a slight kiss goodbye. "See you later."
Hermione walked off and Daphne turned to Harry.
"Did you ever think of sedating her?" Daphne whispered to Harry.
"I'm not sure if that would even prevent Hermione from studying," Harry said with a smile as he turned his full attention to Daphne.
'And I've got your businesses in order, before Lucius could get his hands on them,' Harry thought to the Greengrass female through the bond link and Daphne's face twisted into an excited smile.
'Oh that's good,' Daphne offered to him as she could practically rub her hands together with glee but Harry was not done yet.
'Lucius Malfoy….foul person that he is, offered me numerous resources that I can exploit to make some people's lives a little bit more difficult,' Harry thought to all of his bonded that had jumped on through the bond link.
'And this wouldn't have to have anything to do with the fact that three known Lucius Malfoy supporters in the Wizengamot was arrested after evidence of crimes presented themselves,' Amanda commented through the link.
'You know it has everything to do with them,' Astoria remarked through the link.
'Good, fucker deserves it,' Ginny thought to them through the link as she crossed her arms together.
'Keeping that grudge alive," Amanda commented through the link as she placed her hands on her head from where she was sitting. 'Can't say I blame you, given what happened.'
'It's just the beginning,' Andromeda thought. She made good on her promise to ruin Lucius Malfoy and the fool thought that she was just messing around when she said something about that, giving him a baseless threat. No, Andromeda Tonks did not fool around, not even for a second. Slowly, one thing at a time, he was losing more and more of his power as time moved went on.
'He's losing his allies in the Ministry and his power structure is shaken,' Harry remarked to him. 'Couldn't say I'm disappointed by it at all.'
Harry had a plan, sure he had the rights of conquest based on what that twit Draco did during their first year. However, while he could take everything from Lucius in one fell swoop, he wanted to make it sink in and make him realize who he was fucking with.
It was thanks to Lucius that he got a Basilisk fang to a shoulder, it was thanks to Lucius that an eleven year old girl nearly died. Harry could not get over that, not that he did not try to do so. He reflected the thoughts in his head about that.
Slowly, his allies would disappear one by one. Either they were ousted out from the Ministry in disgrace, with their reputations destroyed or they would be picked off. Already, Bellatrix was making a list of Death Eaters that she would pay a cheerful visit to.
'I can't decide who I want to pick off first, Avery or Yaxley,' Bellatrix thought to herself along these lines.
'Well what one do you hate the most?' Astoria asked helpfully. 'Because I'd figure that you'd want to pop off the one that you hate the least first, make it a quick death. Then take the one that you hate the most second and make his end slow and agonizing.'
'Seems reasonable,' Faora thought through the bond link.
'I agree….it's a tough one,' Bellatrix thought to the rest of the group as she pondered. She magically sharpened a dagger and she had the schedule of both of them learned well as she pondered everything. 'Avery always cried like a little bitch, so fuck him. But….Yaxley wasn't that good, in fact he's got the better paying job, so he sold out more people. Therefore he's a bigger coward."
"So, Yaxley gets his death drawn out,' Harry remarked slowly and Bellatrix nodded with a wide and sadistic grin as everything dripped from her tone in amusement.
'Well, everyone needs a hobby,' Narcissa thought to herself as she set back. 'Do you wish to give the word for the goblins to start seizing the vaults?'
'No, I'll do the honors,' Harry commented through the bond link, with a thinly veiled smirk that he barely kept off of his face.
He reached into his cloak and pulled the communication mirror from it. The green eyes of Harry Potter flickered.
"Princess Sersi," Harry told her and the image of Sersi appeared on the communication mirror before him. A smile crossed her face.
"Yes, Lord Potter," Sersi remarked.
"Pull Malfoy Vault 12 and transfer all contents into the main Potter vault," Harry said as he smiled.
"You do realize that Malfoy vault 12 is…."
"Draco Malfoy's personal trust vault, yes I know," Harry replied with a wicked grin and he was doing this a couple of weeks before a Hogsmeade trip which might be considered a douchebag move to end all douchebag moves but he didn't care.
Dear Harry,
Security isn't what it used to be. Seriously, you really got hosed being put in the tournament like that but….at least you're good enough to make the most of its.
Stupid things like this are why my father doesn't like the British Ministry. I don't think he has ever had a kind word to say about them and it's obvious to see why, isn't it? They're a bunch of idiots, no two ways about it.
Although I'm trying to get my father to allow me to make the trip to Hogwarts so I can watch the tasks. Fingers crossed but he's kind of going back and forth after everything that happened at the world cup. I can understand it, my mother died, and I'm not sure if he was ever the same again. He's always so serious.
Could be worse though, he could be Sirius.
Yeah, I think that joke has been beaten into the ground so far that we could have struck it rich by now but that's just life isn't it.
Other than that, my lessons are good….you know the offer to join me after Hogwarts is still open. My father would be happy to have you, given that we're….well we might be married in a few years. Nothing says welcoming someone like the family in knocking them around in a mock duel.
Anyway, I know that you're preparing for the tournament, even though you've been dealt a shitty set of cards.
So anyway, best of luck, talk to you soon, all that good stuck.
Zatanna.
Harry read over her letter, a smile barely fading from his face as he continued to look it over. Without another word, Harry began to indulge himself in the letter once again.
Zee,
There are a few good people in this world but sadly they are threatened to be drowned by sheer stupidity. There's really not much more than I can offer it than that. Just got to deal with these things one day at a time.
I'm glad you're doing well with your father….don't get frustrated if his lessons are going to batter you from head to toe.
I wish that I had something more interesting to do here then prepare for the tournament. Granted, I know what the task is going to be. They're going to have to deal with a dragon. The good news is that Penny is coming here to help out as part of her internship credit. She's less than halfway there but she's at the point where they've weeded out the people who are actually serious about becoming a healer from those who are in it for a laugh.
So yes, just preparing for the tournament the best I can. Diana's intense about it but then again, that's her culture, training and competitions and all that stuff.
Will hope to talk to you real soon. And if I see you, I'll see you.
Sincerely,
Harry.
There were two more letters on the pile, it was like clockwork that they came in in spurts.
Harry,
You must have come into a contact with a reverse four leaf clover with all of the bad luck you've been having lately. Oh well, it keeps you on your toes, doesn't it?
Not much to say in the old private school in Gotham City, which is strange considering where I am….you know in Gotham City and things like that. I suppose I got to keep my head up and my shoulders straight. Otherwise, they might get blown off, literally considering this is Gotham. I hope that things get interesting.
And by interesting, I mean something that doesn't get me shot at.
Pamela likely sent a letter but if she got buried on the class load she took on, I feel like it's my duty as a friend to tell you that she said "hi", if she didn't.
I hope you're doing well and good luck in the tournament. Not you need luck.
See you soon,
Barbara.
With that letter read, Harry smiled.
Barbara,
The tournament is what it is, I think. It keeps me at this school about six months more than I wanted to. Although the more I think about it, the more that the magically binding contract could be abused so much.
Then again, the Goblet of Fire is a one of a kind object, the likes of which that has never been seen since before it and likely will never been seen again. There have been a few vague references that it was actually invented by a wizard that even predated the Hogwarts founders and modified slightly for use of this tournament. Then again, you never know what is legit and what is bull.
Do not get shot, bullet wounds won't look good on you.
I got one from Pamela, but it's the thought that counts.
Yeah, I might not need the luck but the sentiment is appreciated.
Hope that you do well on your upcoming term of classes. I'm preparing to take those nasty NEWTs myself. Hermione is preparing to work herself into a dither about them. I'm contemplating making her take about six months off before having her head off to my old private school. Six months without any studying.
Think that might drive her nuts?
Talk to you soon,
Harry.
Sure enough Harry had one final letter and Hedwig waited once again. He tossed her a treat and she looked at him with a prideful look.
'Sometimes, I think that owl shares your modesty,' Faora thought.
'It would technically be your modesty as well,' Harry thought with a smile as he prepared to open up the letter and read it.
Dear Harry,
Sorry if this seems hurried but….busy, busy, here. I can hardly catch my breath after everything that's happened around here these days.
The good news is, if you can call it good news, is that I'm the top of my class yet again this year. Granted, it's only been two months.
Someone bought the old Gotham City Botanical Gardens.
It was there where Harry's face contorted into a grin as Kara, Karen, Faora, and a few others who were in on what exactly was going on offered snickers through the bond link.
'So are you going to tell her?' Kara inquired.
'And spoil the surprise, what's the fun in that?' Harry projected through the bond link in thinly veiled amusement.
'You raise a good point,' Faora admitted but Harry returned to the letter that was in front of his face and prepared to read it.
And I really hope it isn't Lionel Luthor, because that would just be the salt in the wound. Knowing my like it's likely some pretty boy billionaire that has nothing but fluff between his ears.
Anyway, got loads of work. I'm sure you've heard this from both Barbara and Zee if they wrote to you, but good luck in the tournament, it might have sucked that you got stuck in this thing but hey….make the best out of a bad situation.
Love you,
Pamela.
Harry's smile was wide as he sat down and took in a breath. Then he wrote his response to Pamela.
Dear Pamela,
Don't know anything about the Botanical gardens.
'Liar, liar, pants on fire,' Jaime teased him through the bond link.
'Only when Kara's so impatient that she can't wait,' Harry remarked but he not resist teasing through the bond link. The last time that happened, well the Marauder's Map had an accident. Thankfully he was in the process of improving it better than ever so it was really a blessing in disguise. He, Hermione, Daphne, and Kara were finding ways to improve upon the foundation that the original Marauders created. Unfortunately, he could not check out to make sure any unsavory people were in the castle until it was ready. 'It's nice to see that my sister has the emotional maturity of a three year old as well.'
'Takes one to know one,' Jaime fired back in the most shameless way possible.
'Nymphadora even is more mature than that,' Andromeda commented dryly through the link.
'Yeah I am,' Nym commented but she paused and stopped. 'Wait a minute now!'
Harry snickered but he had a letter to finish.
'Good to see that you're keeping busy despite everything. I hope that you do the best on everything. Just remember to take some time to step back and smell the roses. All work can drive you nuts.
Thanks for the wishes of luck in the tournament, I hope to do well.
Love you too,
Harry.
Harry made his way to Lucretia's class for the final period on this day. He, Diana, and Kara did what they could to help her prepare the other fourth year students for their OWL level classes next year. Daphne and Hermione helped as well.
"So, Harry, a word with you, please," Lucretia remarked as she waved him over and Harry followed her over, as the rest of the class got their ingredients out for the day. Kara, Diana, Hermione, and Daphne waited, although they technically qualified for later years. "Given that you're stuck here, would you mind filling in for two weeks of classes in the last two weeks of January while I take my Chemistry accreditation?"
"That'd be fine but…..I thought you needed a Potions mastery to teach the class," Harry remarked and Lucretia smiled.
"While I'm sure you'd get it no problem, all you need is a Outstanding NEWT in Potions to fill in," Lucretia remarked to him.
"You've got high hopes for me, don't you?" Harry asked her and Lucretia smiled to him.
"No more than you have for yourself but if you get anything less than Outstanding in all of your NEWTs, I will eat my brother's jock," Lucretia said in a swift voice and this statement caused Harry to pull a face.
"And there's another image that files into things that I never need to think about as long as I live," Harry remarked to her.
"Quite," Lucretia said to Harry. "So…."
Before Lucretia could say anything else to Harry, the door creaked upon and Colin Creevey appeared. He looked up at Harry the same way he always did, with a repulsive amount of awe and Harry's expression widened as he showed up.
"Professor Malfoy….Harry and Diana are needed for the Weighing of the Wands," Colin stated in a breathless voice as if he was about to wet himself from the sheer excitement.
And knowing Colin he would.
"There's a photographer there and everything," Colin added and Lucretia smiled.
"Very well, Diana, Harry, follow young Mr. Creevey to where the ceremony is, you're excused from today's class," Lucretia said.
Diana and Harry nodded as they followed. Colin lead the way, seeming thunderstruck.
'He looks about ready to kneel before you,' Faora thought in a teasing voice.
'Absolutely not,' Harry snapped back.
'See that's the difference between you and our father,' Faora commented as her expression twisted to that of amusement. 'Father obsessed with having other men kneeling before him, while you enjoy other women kneeling before you.'
'Harry's the one who has his priorities straight,' Amanda commented through the bond link with a wide grin.
'So Harry, what do you want for Christmas?' Astoria thought to him in an abrupt manner.
'That's a random question,' Harry informed her as he wondered what her game was.
'It's one that I need an answer for because….well it's a month away,' Astoria commented to him through the bond link.
'I don't know….Patil twins in a box, surprise me or something,' Harry remarked in a half distracted tone, as he found himself at the Wand Waving Ceremony.
Harry smiled at Fleur who was trying hard not to be effected by it. When she thought that he was not looking, the French Champion stole a few looks at her.
Harry hadn't really had a chance to check out the merchandise up close until now. It was obvious that he would make her sweat this out after her little crack at Halloween but eventually he would have her. Her blonde hair framed her face in an angelic manner and she had a pair of the brightest blue eyes, along with juicy lips which Harry figured were good for pleasure.
Her robes wrapped tightly around her body although Harry saw a hint of her delicious breasts. Her hourglass figure was a treat, she had a delicious looking rear as well.
'French Veela, a must have for anyone's collection,' Jaime thought to Harry in amusement.
'She's a Veela, well that's interesting, they can go for a long time,' Astoria commented in amusement.
'Let her stew a little bit,' Harry remarked to her as he grabbed Vega and gave her a kiss in greeting. It was the type of kiss that caused a woman's panties to become moistened immediately.
"Hi, Fleur, nice day," Harry commented to her with a smile.
"Hello," Fleur commented in a voice that she tried to be stiff but she was failing at it.
Vega was trying too hard not to be amused. Her Veela Allure was not even immune to the charms of Harry Potter. She could to see her eyes watering in her attempt to fight her very natural attraction or maybe her instincts to jump Harry right here and now.
It might have happened if someone had not cleared her throat. Harry and the rest of the crowd became rapt with attention as Ludo Bagman, overgrown cartoon character he was, stood, bouncing up and down with a smile across his face that grew even wider as he edged closer.
"Good day, good day," Ludo commented in an excited tone of voice. "Welcome to the Weighing of the Wands ceremony I'd like to introduce Rita Skeeter. She's here to do a small piece on the champions."
Harry smiled as he saw the attractive female with blonde hair, dressed in green robes. The robes wrapped around her curves and showed the hints of what was beneath. Her dark eyes looked from behind a pair of jeweled glasses with a wide grin on her face and they were fixed firmly on Harry without any shame.
"Maybe not that small, Ludo," Rita commented as she surveyed Harry with a thinly veiled grin crossing her face.
'Lady, you have no clue, do you?' Harry asked as everyone else smiled.
"Well at any rate, the expert will be ready in a moment so….perhaps we should get some photos or maybe…."
Rita's eyes traveled up and down Harry's body, he had a physique that was not too much unlike a Greek god. She never imagined him to be like this, although he was an object of affections to witches of all ages.
"Maybe a word with the youngest champion, to add some needed flavor," Rita commented, thinking that Harry Potter could revive her career which had been in a slump over the past couple of weeks. Given how fickle this world was and how they changed their tune more times than most people changed their underwear.
"Well, who I am to turn down such an opportunity?" Harry asked Rita.
"Lovely," Rita commented as she led Harry towards the nearest broom closet. "I find that a smaller, more intimate setting is more productive for meetings."
"Broom closets are nice but I prefer an unused classroom, there is more room to tackle angles from a multitude of different positions," Harry commented to her and Rita raised an eyebrow but Harry's smile crossed his face, rather knowingly and rather tellingly at this point.
"Interesting," Rita commented, for a few seconds she was completely distracted by these words but she shook her head.
Harry knew exactly what Rita Skeeter was. She had a way with words and there were a lot of people who followed the words that she said, regardless. Harry thought that could be a valuable tool in the right hands. He squeezed into the broom closet with Rita, making sure to form the proper time dilation spells discreetly.
"So, Rita, mind if I call you Rita?" Harry asked her.
"Not at all," Rita stated, secretly thinking that Harry could call her his dirty whore and she would not complain.
She shook her head, wondering where that thought came from. It must have been the cleaning supplies; yes that was it, the cleaning supplies.
Harry knew what he needed to do.
"So, Rita, I don't know if you heard, but several of the shareholders of the Daily Prophet sold their stock," Harry commented to her and Rita raised an eyebrow in surprise but she continued to keep her gaze towards him firmly, not backing down, not blinking at all.
"I've heard rumors but you know how fleeting they could," Rita offered as she turned towards him. "Anyway…."
"Lucius Malfoy lost control of the Prophet and the Ministry's control…..well they're not the driving force behind the paper anymore," Harry commented to her as he placed a hand on her thigh and looked into her eyes. "An aspiring reporter could find herself on the pendulum between rising to a new level and losing all sense of career if she was not careful."
"What does that have to do with…."
"Rita….I know what you intend to do but I think that I should give you a few options," Harry commented as he sat back and removed his robes.
Rita found herself getting hot and bothered and without thinking, slipped off her robes as well. Her tight green blouse stretched around her breasts, he looked down and saw her legs that were covered by sheer black stockings. Harry saw more and more tantalizing flesh and enjoyed the visual buffet that was presented before his eyes. He could not get enough of what was before him and he thought that he was going to give her everything that she deserved and more.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" Harry asked as he placed her hands on his legs and smiled.
"A long time since what…Harry," Rita stated as she felt her heart beat rapidly. She wondered what he was doing to her.
The warmth between her legs indicated that whatever was being done, she liked it a lot and Harry proceed to rub his hands down.
"I might have a spot for you in the new and improved Daily Prophet, if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours," Harry told Rita as he parted her legs and teased her thighs causing her eyes to grow shut. "And….I need to know, will you scratch my back?"
"I'll do anything, anything for you," Rita stated as she felt her inhibitions, not that there were many, being blasted away by Harry.
Harry thought that was music to his ears and he reached underneath her skirt before he found his treasure.
Smut/Lemon Begins.
Rita's expression flickered into one of thinly disguised lust, as his hand cupped her soaking wet pussy and continued to work his magic around it. She became more and more enamored and soaking with need.
"Damn, you're fucking wet," Harry growled as he bit down on her neck and Rita's expression was one of insane lust. "When was the last time you got fucked?"
"It's been…forever, by a real man," Rita stated as her hand reached towards him.
She was not dealing with someone who was sheltered, no far from it. Rita's eyes felt blazing with intensity as his mouth was clamped on her dripping wet pussy. He started to suck on her clit before he switched his motions between her legs.
Rita's expression grew more labored and more needy as he grabbed him around the back of the head, bringing her hands down onto the back of his head and stroking his hair, moaning and lifting her hips up to meet his strokes with his tongue.
"Fuck Harry, eat my fucking pussy," Rita groaned as his tongue continued to work into her pussy. She was losing it and suddenly, she felt the sensations of his tongue stroking in and out of her.
Every second she admitted that she needed him, there was more sensations that coursed through her. He used his fingers to work into her tight cunt and felt the dripping juices roll down her legs, bringing her to a closer orgasm. Every stroke of his tongue, Rita was not going to lie, it felt like magic and it was about to bring her to an orgasmic explosion.
Harry thought this pussy tasted rather good and he could feel her hand working into his pants. He allowed her to fondle him and he decided to have some fun, his shirt was removed.
Rita's eyes widened and her pussy gushed as Harry kept using his fingers to probe her pussy, causing her to tingle with the pleasure as he worked deeper into her cunt.
"You taste delicious," Harry said as he brought his fingers to his mouth and started to suck on them before Rita. Rita's eyes fluttered open and shut as she watched Harry feast upon her juices and she could not believe how much this was turning her out but it was true. Her pussy wanted to feast on his throbbing cock and take all twelve inches deep into her dripping cunt until she screamed for more.
Rita saw him slowly unbuckle his pants and she felt more of the moisture roll down her thighs as the hot anticipation built up in her mind. She wanted so much of him that she could barely handle it. Her pussy heated and continue to get warmer in anticipation for what would happen when his throbbing cock entered her.
Harry brushed his head against her dripping slit and her blouse was ripped open. There was a lime green bra that encased Rita's generous cleavage and he kept rolling his hands down her body, causing her even more pleasure. This caused her hormones to spike to another level.
"So, do you want it?" Harry growled in her ear and Rita's expression flickered with thinly veiled lust. She wanted it alright, she doubted that she could handle anything other than it. His cock was taunting her, presenting itself towards her and her dripping pussy was about ready to devour his meat, let it into her.
"Take that giant thing and fuck me senseless, Harry!" Rita yelled out loud and Harry grabbed her around the hips.
"Say it right," Harry commented as he squeezed her and grabbed her tits, groping them. "How do you ask for it, witch?"
Rita's expression became sultry as she bit down on her lip. "Would you please take your cock and give me pleasure, master?"
Harry grinned as he grabbed her around the hips and pushed them back before he plunged himself into her womanly depths. His balls slapped hard against her thighs and she closed her eyes as she felt more cock fill her than ever before.
None of her toys made her feel this good and Harry's expression was that of amazement. His hands groped her tits as he pumped into her tight twat, giving her a good workover and bringing her to new levels of passion that got heightened as his throbbing length continued to drill into her pussy.
Harry felt her wrap around him. "Yes, I'm making you cum so hard, aren't I?"
Rita never thought that this interview would go quite in this direction but given that it was, she was glad that she made the decision to drag Harry into this broom closet. His throbbing length continued to push into her and her pussy eagerly welcomed him in.
Harry held her arms back and roughly exerted himself on her, forcing his mouth upon hers with a searing kiss. She saw stars and tingled with the excitement as she tightened herself around his invading cock.
Harry pulled out of her as he spun around and forced Rita onto her hands and knees. She was the type of woman who was easy to handle, providing Harry could dominate her. His throbbing cock pushed against her dripping wet entrance and teased her, bringing her sensations to one that was heightened.
"Time to take, everything that I deserve from you," Harry growled in her ear and he slammed his throbbing cock into her sopping wet center.
This caused Rita's eyes to widen and Harry really was beating a path within her hot pussy. His cock went in and out of her and she could not get enough of this rough sex from him. His hands were everywhere and he grabbed onto her hair.
"Yes, master, fucking….more, I want so much more," Rita babbled as she made a series of lustful noises as his cock continued to drill into her tight center more. Harry was going to take everything that she had to offer and then some in his quest to bring this woman the ultimate thrill and cause his cock to slay another pussy.
Rita lost herself deeper to him and her pussy was merely a slave to his cock just like many other women who came before her. She grabbed onto the box and he penetrated into her, working his length into her. The reporter felt the sensations continue to build up to her and she nearly collapsed from the intensity of the last orgasm.
Somehow, through sheer force or will or whatever, Rita pressed on and took more of him inside her, his cock moved into her dripping cunt.
Push after push drilled her and Rita was screaming out loud even though no one could hear her screams of pleasure like Harry could but she was sure that he was the only one that could appreciate the intensity of them. His length pushed into her even more and Harry grabbed her.
"You're going to take all my cum in your pussy and love it, bitch," Harry growled as he slammed himself into her.
Rita squealed beneath him, excited about the prospect of Harry Potter using her as his own personal cum depository. His length picked up a steady and heated pace, drilling her tight orifice from behind as his balls drilled her in the back of her.
She was panting lustfully and Harry picked up an even greater pace as he drilled her silly. Rita was only half aware that any time had passed and if she had been more coherent, she would have realized that they had been in here far longer than she intended.
Rita marveled at his stamina as he pretty much fucked her brains out and she closed her eyes, to feel the rush.
"My turn," Harry said as he nibbled her air and that caused her walls to tighten around him as he pumped into her deeply.
Several ropes of his cum released into Rita and the reporter gave a shriek of pleasure as he finished in her, another woman mastered by his cock.
Smut/Lemon Ends.
"Rita, I have your story and plenty of work for you," Harry breathed hotly in her ear.
"Yes," Rita breathed to him as Harry closed the gap before a smile crossed his face.
"Yes, what?" Harry asked her and Rita's expression fluttered in and out.
"Yes, master," Rita stated as Harry drew back, a pleased look on his face.
There was plenty of time to rest in the time bubble before they needed to leave. And Rita was going to need the rest after what Harry did to her.
"Well, since I'm here, and there might be this plot to kill you, why wouldn't I be your bodyguard?"
Nym's expression was one of playfulness as she hung onto Harry's arm and the emerald eyed wizard's shoulders shrugged as he looked at the young Auror hanging onto him.
"Well, who could argue a point like that?" Harry asked as they walked to Hogsmeade, the weekend before the First Task. Harry was not nervous at all, even though most in his position would be shitting themselves. To be perfectly honest, he was bored with waiting for the task to happen. He could do it in his sleep. Harry pulled her into him as he gave her a deep and blistering kiss which she returned.
Nym's expression was glassy eyed, Harry just got better and he started pretty fucking amazing. Her pussy soaked even thinking about it, and she had got nailed by him several times since she had been stationed at Hogwarts.
"Well, you have to admit, you do a pretty good job at guarding this body," Harry told her and Nym's expression was lust ridden as her gaze traveled down his chest.
"Yep, and quite the body to guard," Nym stated as she looked out into Hogsmeade. She always enjoyed traveling to the village even though for many people, the novelty did wear off after a few trips. "But, still, it beats playing solitaire with myself at the Ministry."
"Well at least you aren't playing with yourself at the Ministry," Harry remarked to Nym as he pulled her into him.
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