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Watching His Girlfriend And Her Concubine Perform Their Morning Duties - Hermione/Dudley & Luna/Vernon & More
🕑 Added 2024-06-27 15:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: Here's Part 19 of the Watching His Girlfriend Series! This chapter was commissioned by wnelson001! I hope you all enjoy it!
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Harry awoke in the morning to the sounds of Hermione and Luna getting ready for a busy day. The three of them were all crammed together on Harry’s bed, forcing their bodies to be pressed up against each other all night long, not that any of them were complaining. They could have transfigured the bed to be bigger to be more comfortable, but it just wouldn’t have been the same.
Hermione and Luna were both freshly showered, filling the room with the lovely scents of their shampoos and body washes that they used. Neither of them had bothered to get dressed knowing what was to come—Hermione refused to buy any more lingerie while she was here given the fact that Dudley and Vernon kept tearing them off of her body whenever they wanted to fuck her, and repairing charms could only do so much on the twentieth use. They were both applying a simple style of makeup on their faces in front of the full-length mirror. Vernon especially liked it when Hermione wore makeup. Almost as much as he liked ruining it.
Watching Hermione get ready like this in the morning was one of Harry’s favourite activities here at Privet Drive. The anticipation of watching her methodically get ready just to get turned into a complete mess when Dudley and Vernon fucked her always left Harry teetering with excitement. His mind would run wild with fantasies about what would happen to her today that left him aching with need. He’d either pleasure himself or, better yet, fuck her at some point later in the day when he was at the point of bursting.
It was even better now seeing Luna get ready alongside her. He didn’t have that same, deep, intimate connection with Luna that he did with Hermione, but Luna was still theirs. She was with them, not with Dudley and Vernon, and that helped to stoke the flames of his lust when he watched her.
Hermione was giving Luna subtle tips on how to impress, showing her exactly how to use eyeliner to make the style of small wings that Vernon liked to see on her eyes. Dudley and Vernon preferred as natural a look as possible, and Hermione was practically a master at delivering on exactly what they wanted by now.
A few minutes later, Hermione was all set. She stood up from her chair, showing off her beautiful body as she stretched her arms above her head. Her taut stomach drew Harry’s eyes in immediately, as did the curve of her arse when she stood up on her tiptoes.
She caught him looking at her. He swore that she must have a sixth sense for these sorts of things. She gave him an appreciative smile and crossed the room towards him.
“I have to go wake up Dudley and get Luna over to Vernon,” Hermione said as she kissed Harry’s cheek. “Would you mind running downstairs and getting some juice for him? I’m sure he’d really appreciate it.”
“Sure, not a problem,” Harry agreed excitedly.
He rushed downstairs to find his Aunt Petunia sitting down at the table, sipping a mug of tea. Her disdainful gaze met his face as he passed by into the kitchen. He knew what she was thinking: he was pathetic for letting his girlfriend fuck other men and he couldn’t match up to what her husband and son could provide Hermione. Harry had to hold back an amused smirk at that. It was always so fun to act the part of a weak boyfriend in front of his relatives, especially since it always made Dudley and Vernon fuck Hermione that much harder to try to prove themselves.
Harry lingered by the refrigerator for a moment as he poured a tall glass of orange juice for Dudley. He wanted to give Hermione enough time to get herself and Luna all set up. He imagined Luna bouncing atop Vernon’s thick cock while he was laying back in bed and Hermione bent over and being fucked by Dudley as hard as he could.
After just a couple minutes, Harry couldn’t take it anymore. His cock was hard and throbbing, but he tucked it up into his waistband so that his aunt wouldn’t notice it. It wouldn’t be fun to ruin the illusion that he had a tiny cock that couldn’t satisfy his girlfriend.
He passed by Petunia again on his way back upstairs. “Pathetic,” she muttered under her breath.
Before he even reached upstairs, he heard Luna’s incredible moans ringing out. He took the stairs two steps at a time then and ended up in the upstairs corridor.
Hermione had clearly left the bedroom doors open on purpose so that Harry could watch everything taking place, and what a sight it was.
Directly across from him at the far end of the corridor, Harry spotted Luna being positively dwarfed by Vernon’s massive, nude frame. Despite his large size, he had a surprising amount of muscle hidden away that was letting him carry Luna around on his cock. She had her arms and legs wrapped around him as best she could, and her tight pussy was being split open by his thick cock. Vernon’s hands were all over her arse as he bounced her up and down, making her cry out from the overwhelming pleasure.
Harry paused for a minute to watch, imagining the sensation of Luna riding his cock. She was his and Hermione’s, not Vernon’s, and a touch of possessiveness hit him suddenly. But that possessiveness easily warped into pleasure. Here was a woman who’d dedicated herself entirely to Harry and Hermione, and they were allowing Vernon to have just a taste of all that she could offer.
“God, look at you,” Vernon groaned as he pulled apart Luna’s arse cheeks. “So fucking tight and perfect.”
He dropped her all the way down onto his cock, filling her up completely and stretching her out as much as he could. Luna whimpered and buried her face against Vernon’s shoulder as she rocked her body against his, slowly stirring his cock around inside of her.
Vernon removed one of his hands from Luna’s arse and brought it up to her face. “Open up,” he told her. Luna did exactly as he asked, and he pressed two of his fingers inside of her mouth. “Good girl.”
Luna sucked on Vernon’s fingers as he swirled them around inside of her mouth, getting them nice and coated in her saliva. Once he was satisfied, he pulled them back out and returned his hand to her arse.
Instantly realising what he was about to do, Harry subtly pulled out his wand and cast a quick cleaning charm on Luna to ensure that her arse was nice and ready for Vernon. Luna trembled at the sudden cold sensation that came from the spell. She glanced back at him, realising that he was there watching her. She didn’t look embarrassed or nervous. Instead, she simply had a bright smile on her lips as she winked at him.
That smile broke a second later though when a lewd moan escaped her lips. With her arse cheeks spread apart, Harry watched as her winking arsehole was penetrated by Vernon’s two wet fingers.
“Have you ever been fucked here before?” Vernon asked her as he wriggled his fingers inside of her, helping to loosen up her arse for what was to come.
“A couple times,” Luna admitted.
Harry remembered both of those times. Knowing what was to come once they reached the Dursley’s house, Hermione and Harry had prepared Luna for all sorts of sexual encounters. Hermione had helped train Luna’s arse by using plugs that steadily increased in size until she was ready to handle Harry’s cock. It’d been a few days since the last time Harry had fucked her there, so he hoped that she was still ready for Vernon.
“That’s good, that’s good,” Vernon practically cooed. “But I’m definitely much bigger than any other man you’ve ever had before, so it’ll probably feel like the first time all over again. Try not to be too loud; Petunia doesn’t like to be disturbed during her morning tea.”
Harry had to duck out of sight as Vernon shifted around, lifting Luna up off of his cock. He didn’t know if Vernon would close the door or shoo him away if he was caught watching, so he decided to remain cautious. Still, he peered around a corner just as Vernon set Luna in position. She had her back against Vernon’s chest, showing off even more just how much larger he was than her, and he had his arms hooked underneath her knees. He had her legs spread wide open, showing off her swollen pussy to Harry.
Then, Vernon started to lower her down again.
Luna mewled as her tight arsehole expanded around Vernon’s girth. All of the juices from her pussy left his cock nice and lubricated, and the charm Harry had used added just that extra little bit of lubrication inside of her that Vernon wouldn’t easily notice. Still, Luna was so tight that he had to go slowly.
Barely more than the tip of Vernon’s cock was inside of her when Luna started to moan again. “So big,” she murmured, making Vernon chuckle.
“Yes, it is,” he said proudly as he continued to lower her down. He let out a satisfied groan as more of his cock slid into her hot, tight depths. Then, she reached the base of him.
Harry groaned in pleasure at the sight, perhaps a bit too loudly.
“Boy!” Vernon snapped as his eyes honed in on Harry’s position down the corridor.
“Sorry, Uncle Vernon,” Harry said as he staggered forward, acting like he’d been caught out mid-stride. He showed off the glass of juice in his hand. “I was just bringing this to Dudley.”
Vernon eyed him suspiciously for a second, but Luna writhing around on his cock distracted him. He slid her up halfway up his cock before letting gravity take her back down again.
“Hurry up then,” Vernon said as he walked out into the corridor.
Harry passed him by as he continued to bounce Luna up on his cock. He glanced back to see Vernon carrying Luna downstairs. Seems he was keen on having breakfast with her riding him.
He had that to look forward to. Finally seeing Luna with another man for the first time had gotten him all worked up. He didn’t know how it could possibly get more exciting than this.
And then he found Hermione with her bare breasts squished up against Dudley’s knee while she slurped on his cock. As if somehow sensing his presence, she opened her eyes and glanced over at him. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards, and she made sure to give the head of Dudley’s cock a nice, loud suck just as Harry stepped into the room with Dudley’s juice.
“Oi!” Dudley shouted as soon as he spotted Harry. “What’re you doing in here?”
“I asked him to bring you some juice,” Hermione informed him, briefly taking her lips off of his cock. “I figured you could use the energy.”
A cruel, taunting smile crossed Dudley’s face. He stroked the back of Hermione's head and guided her right back down onto his cock, where she quickly returned to sucking. “I’ll definitely need it, but you will too. We’ll be making up for lost time today.”
Dudley held out his hand for the juice, which Harry passed over easily. Dudley grinned at him again as he pushed Hermione’s head down towards his crotch, forcing her to take his cock deeper into her throat. Hermione gagged and gargled around his cock—purely for emphasis of course, as she was quite used to handling Harry’s larger cock in her throat—but Dudley didn’t stop there. He lowered and lifted Hermione’s head as needed to keep making her make these sounds while he sipped away on his juice.
“She’s such a good little cocksucker, isn’t she?” Dudley leered. He let go of Hermione’s head, trusting her to keep sucking his cock at the exact pace he’d set, and instead reached down to run his fingers along the curve of her breast.
Harry nodded meekly in agreement, like he was aggrieved by the entire situation but too scared to say anything. Inside, he was practically jumping for joy at watching his girlfriend be so slutty and perfect. She was his absolute dream girl, and this was nothing short of an incredible fantasy.
Hermione’s hands came up to grasp the base of Dudley’s well-lubricated shaft. She could easily fit both of them on him and started stroking up and down as she released his cock from her mouth. Harry knew what she was going to do before she even did it, as it was something she loved to do to him too.
Hermione opened her mouth wide and took one of Dudley’s balls past her lips. She sucked on it and was surely lathering it with her tongue, being careful not to overstimulate Dudley or cause him any pain.
“Fuck yes,” Dudley hissed, squeezing her breast in his hand and tilting his head back. He downed the rest of his juice and pushed the cup into Harry’s hands as Hermione swapped over to his other ball and gave it the exact same treatment, all the while stroking his magnificent cock.
Suddenly, Dudley got to his feet. He towered above Hermione, who looked so small down beneath him with his balls still in her mouth.
“I’m going to remind your throat of who it belongs to,” Dudley told her with a wicked grin.
Hermione released Dudley’s balls but not before giving them a wet, lingering kiss. She steadied herself back on her knees and opened her mouth wide for him, showing him exactly where he can shove his cock.
But before Dudley could do that, he turned to Harry with an annoyed look.
“What are you still here for?” He asked harshly. “Go take that downstairs and fuck off. You—”
Dudley paused mid-sentence as he glanced down towards Harry’s crotch. Harry knew the true size of his cock was still obscured by his waistband, but there was a noticeable bulge in his trousers. He quickly tried to cover himself up, hoping that Dudley didn’t realise that Harry actually had a bigger cock than him.
Dudley let out a mean chuckle. “You actually get off on this, don’t you? Dad and I wondered about that. I figured you probably listen in on us fucking Hermione all the time and stroke your pathetic, little prick to us going at it. Well, I won’t stop you if you want to. Go on, Potter, show us what little you’ve got to work with.”
Harry gave a quick, jerky shake of his head like he was embarrassed. “No,” he murmured, despite wanting nothing more than to do exactly that.
“Afraid it’ll be even more embarrassing when you see how we compare up close, huh?” Dudley said. He grabbed his cock and smacked the head of it down on Hermione’s outstretched tongue. “Whatever. Stay and watch if you want some wank material for later or leave and go wank in your room while you listen to us. Either way, I’m going to fuck your girlfriend’s face and remind her of who she really belongs to here.”
Harry sat down on Dudley’s bed so as to better cover up his erection as Hermione sealed her lips tightly around the head of Dudley’s cock. Then, Dudley bunched up her hair into his fists and started to thrust.
Harry had seen plenty of men fuck Hermione’s mouth before, but no one nailed Dudley’s sheer roughness. He fucked Hermione’s mouth like he owned it and made no apologies for it, and Hermione was more than happy to take it all so long as it excited Harry too.
Dudley had complete control as he slammed his hips forward, stopping just short of actually hitting Hermione’s face. She gagged a little as his cock pushed into her throat, but she relaxed her body enough to allow it smooth passage. Harry had to bite back a groan as he saw her throat bulge out from where Dudley’s cock was. It made her look like she had a prominent Adam’s apple.
“That’s it,” Dudley groaned as he pulled her head back. He held it steady in place as he slammed his hips forward, letting his balls bounce off of her chin. Hermione did her best to keep her lips sealed tightly around Dudley’s shaft, but he was moving so quickly that it was nearly impossible. Thick amounts of saliva started dripping out of her mouth and down her chin, dropping down to her chest.
Hermione was left looking like her mouth was perpetually stuffed as Dudley fucked her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed out, and Harry could occasionally see her tongue bounce off of them as she teased the underside of Dudley’s cock. Dudley kept pumping his hips again and again, groaning and throwing his back in pleasure until…
“Fuck!” Dudley gasped as he slammed his hips forward. He nearly knocked Hermione over, but she grabbed onto his thighs to help herself stay in place as Dudley came straight down her throat. Her throat muscles tensed and relaxed as she gulped every last drop down.
Hermione’s breathing was immaculate as she waited for Dudley to finish. It only took a few more seconds before he let go of her hair and pulled his hips back, letting his saliva-covered cock slide out of Hermione’s mouth.
Finally free, Hermione gasped for breath as she wiped away the saliva from around her mouth.
“That’s what I’ve been missing around here,” Dudley said as he grabbed a nearby towel to wipe his cock clean. “You’re just too fucking good at this.”
Hermione subtly winked at Harry in recognition of his part in getting her prepared for all of this. She had to learn how to handle a big cock quickly from the moment that they started getting sexually active together, and it’d paid off well in helping her satisfy Harry’s kink of being with other men.
“Let’s go downstairs,” Dudley told Hermione. “Potter over here can get us some breakfast.”
“Should I go get dressed?” Hermione asked as she stood up.
“Don’t bother,” Dudley replied, giving her arse a nice smack and watching it jiggle. “You’d have to get out of your clothes soon enough anyway. May as well save us the hassle.”
Harry waited for the two of them to leave the room before he stood up. His cock was raging hard, and he readjusted his trousers to hide it as best he could before heading downstairs himself.
At the dining table, Petunia was sipping on a different mug of tea next to Vernon, who still had Luna bouncing on his cock. The soles of her feet were planted on top of his knees while Vernon was gripping her arse cheeks and literally lifting her and then letting her drop back down. Dudley sat across from them, leering at Luna’s body as he groped Hermione’s.
“What took you so long, boy?” Vernon barked. “We’re hungry. Get breakfast started.”
“Yes, Uncle Vernon,” Harry said, hurrying to comply.
He rushed into the kitchen, hiding a smile on his face as he watched Luna and Hermione out of the corner of his eye.
This was the real reason he kept coming back here. He’d serve his relatives happily so long as he got to watch Hermione and Luna get fucked.
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Hermione had started the hoover up at half past ten in the morning. Petunia was quite strict about the weekly chores being done around the house, and given that they’d already had a couple of days to settle in, she wasn’t taking it easy on them anymore. Harry had already finished cleaning the kitchen and all of the bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs, and Luna was busy outside washing Vernon’s Vauxhall in an outfit that was relatively skimpy but not so skimpy as to arouse much gossipping from the neighbours.
Hermione was the only one who hadn’t finished her cleaning, and the reason was quite apparent.
Dudley and Vernon kept stopping her work to fuck her.
“Let me just get this last bit here and then—” Hermione tried to say, but her words faded into a low moan as Vernon shoved his cock inside of her pussy.
Harry glanced up from the telly to see Hermione bent over against a big armchair she’d been moving to hoover underneath. Her jeans had been pulled down around her ankles and her panties pulled to the side by Vernon, who was gleefully pounding away into her.
“Don’t worry, you can get back to it in a minute,” Vernon assured her. “It’s just with Luna out there getting so wet… I just can’t control myself when there’s such a perfect little slut right here to satisfy my urges.”
Hermione sighed. “Okay, but make it quick. I’ve got to get back to it.”
Harry pretended not to watch, but it was impossible when Hermione was more amusing than whatever was on the telly. She’d done this same routine a few times this past summer when she pretended to be too busy or bored to deal with Dudley or Vernon wanting to fuck her. She’d reluctantly agree, telling them to get on with it, but she’d eventually be won over by them and start moaning like it was the best sex she’d ever had.
Harry smiled at Hermione as her voice rose higher and higher. She was really getting into it now, pushing her arse back to meet Vernon’s powerful thrusts. But before she could cum, Vernon let out a loud groan and came inside of her.
“Good girl,” Vernon said, patting Hermione’s arse as he pulled out of her. His cum dribbled out past her labia and down her thigh as she stood up and pulled her clothes back up.
As soon as he was gone, Hermione shot Harry an annoyed look.
“Honestly, I was getting so close,” she huffed quietly.
“Don’t worry,” Harry assured her. “I bet it won’t be long before Dudley comes by for another round.”
“He’s already fucked me twice today,” Hermione said.
“Like that’s ever stopped him before,” Harry replied. “Didn’t he fuck you four times on Thursday?”
“Yeah, but that was spread out throughout the day. It’s barely noon.”
Harry shrugged his shoulders. “I’ve just got a feeling that he’ll—”
“Hermione!”
Ah, there he was.
Dudley came bounding down the stairs, quickly spotting Hermione next to the turned-off hoover.
“Good, you’re not busy,” he said as he started to unzip his trousers.
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There was finally an evening of peace when Dudley, Vernon, and Petunia went out to London for the night. Unfortunately, as they were staying at the home of one of Vernon’s colleagues, they couldn’t bring Hermione and Luna along with them. While Hermione was easily able to adjust to the change in her daily schedule, Luna suffered a bit more for it.
“Please, Harry, I need your cock,” Luna whined.
She was standing naked in front of him while he was busy cooking in the kitchen. Her fingers were wet, showing the sign of her attempt at pleasuring herself. Evidently, her fingers weren’t enough to satisfy her completely anymore.
Harry chuckled in amusement. “Have you already become so accustomed to getting fucked every day? You know that Dudley and Vernon will be back tomorrow, right?”
“I know,” Luna said, rubbing her thighs together. “But I don’t think I can wait that long. Besides, I’ve missed having you.”
Harry pretended to think about it for a moment, knowing that it was only building anticipation in Luna’s mind and body. She was squirming around, desperate for his response. Hermione seemed just as entertained with the sight as him as she sat watching from the dining room table, eagerly waiting for the roast Harry had just taken out of the oven.
It would still be a few minutes before the gravy was done, so he supposed that he did have some time on his hands.
“Okay,” Harry finally said, much to Luna’s relief. “But I have to keep stirring the gravy around.”
“That’s fine,” she said quickly as she dashed forward, unzipping his trousers and fishing out his cock. He was still flaccid, so she took him into her warm, wet mouth and made her tongue tease his cock to life.
The second he was hard enough, Luna stood up in between him and the stove top and braced herself against it. Harry took pity on her and helped line his cock up with her sopping-wet pussy, and Luna pushed back to sink down on him.
“Yes,” Luna hissed as she started fucking herself on Harry’s cock. He didn’t even have to do anything as she just kept moving her body back and forth, making Harry’s cock spear into her tight depths.
All the while, Harry just kept stirring the gravy with a contented smile on his lips.
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“Oi! Be careful there,” Dudley grinned. “Try not to break them.”
Piers, Dennis, Gordon, and Malcolm—four of Dudley’s friends who’d fucked Hermione countless times over the summer—barely acknowledged Dudley’s words over the sounds of their groans and the sweet moans from Hermione and Luna.
Malcolm was laying down on the bed with Luna bouncing on his lap. Meanwhile, Piers was standing directly behind her with his cock stuck up her arse. Despite being filled so completely full by both of their cocks, Luna moved easily, gliding up and down their shafts at the exact same time as she threw her head back in delight.
Hermione was on all fours next to them on the bed. Gordon was fucking her pussy from behind while Dennis’ cock was stuffed down her throat. The two of them kept bouncing Hermione back and forth between them while Malcolm occasionally reached over and groped Hermione’s swinging breasts.
And through it all, Harry was made to sit and watch next to Dudley, who’d already gotten his share of both Hermione and Luna this morning.
“Since you get so turned on watching me and dad fuck your girlfriend, I figured you’d like this little treat I arranged for you,” Dudley told Harry as he slung his arm around his shoulders. “You should have told me how much you liked watching her and Luna get fucked so much sooner; we could’ve been doing this all the time in front of you.”
That would’ve been a dream, but playing up the role of a deferent, submissive boyfriend was more important.
“You know, you really should be thanking me for this,” Dudley said as Hermione cried out in pleasure around Dennis’ cock. Piers spanked Luna’s arse and thrust forward just as she started to drop back down onto him and Malcolm, making his hips and her arse collide together noisily.
Harry opened his mouth and hesitated. In truth, he’d like nothing more than to thank Dudley openly for this, but that would be unsatisfying for Dudley. He wanted to feel like he was humiliating Harry, and Harry had to play along with that if he really wanted to maximise the thrill and excitement of this.
“Go on,” Dudley prodded him. “Thank me.”
“Thank you, Dudley,” Harry murmured softly.
“Now, get up and thank them,” Dudley grinned, gesturing to the men in front of them.
Harry hesitated again, but Dudley helped push him up out of his seat and towards the bed. Harry pretended to stumble forward, catching himself on the edge of the bed and putting his face right next to Hermione’s. The pure joy splayed out across her face from getting fucked was evident to see. Her eyes met his, and he could see the amusement and joy reflected in them.
They both loved this so much.
Harry stood up straight and looked between Dennis and Gordon, who hadn’t stopped fucking Hermione for even a second. They both had massive, taunting grins on their lips as they looked back at him, waiting for him to speak.
“Thank—”
“What was that?” Dudley asked loudly from behind him. “I didn’t quite catch that.”
Harry cleared his throat and spoke louder. “Thank you,” he said to Dennis and Gordon.
“For what?” Dudley asked next.
“For…”
“Fucking your girlfriend better than you ever could?” Gordon finished for him, chortling as he spanked Hermione’s arse again. He slammed forward, burying himself all the way inside of Hermione’s pussy and rolling his hips against her arse just to show off how close he was with her.
Harry nodded mutely, and Dennis let out a barking laugh.
“Go on and thank the others now,” Dudley told Harry. “And it’d better be a proper thank you.”
Harry shifted around to the foot of the bed and stared up at Piers, Malcolm, and Luna, who was caught in between them. Apparently, Piers had decided that she wasn’t riding their cocks fast enough, so he started thrusting into Luna’s arse at his own pace. Malcolm was lifting her up a bit so that he could thrust into her pussy too.
“Thank you for fucking my girlfriend’s concubine,” Harry said loudly. He clenched his jaw tight, trying to make his cheeks go red in a way that made it look like he was actually embarrassed.
“No problem, mate,” Piers laughed. “Happy to oblige.”
“Oh, fuck!” Gordon groaned. “God, Hermione’s pussy is so fucking tight. I’m going to—”
He groaned as he smashed his hips forward. Harry instinctively moved his head to get a better view. He watched as Gordon pumped a full load of cum into Hermione’s pussy, nearly letting out his own sound of pleasure at the mere sight of it.
“You know what to do, Potter!” Dudley shouted.
“Thank you for cumming in my girlfriend’s pussy.”
Comments
Alessio albanesi
Can’t wait to read the next chapter !!!
Dawid Kent
I on the other hand, liked this more. Others have always treated Harry nicely but the Dursleys bring out the cuckold side of Harry. It was hot to read that and I enjoyed it thoroughly. Opinions, I guess.
Joe Matt
While I love the series, I felt that this chapter kind of crossed the line. I get that similar scenarios happened before but the amount of trash talk was less there. This chapter actually made me want a scenario where the Dursleys actually find out the size of Harry's cock. The previous chapters were nice but let's be real here, in this chapter, in most scenarios Hermione and Luna will start losing respect for Harry with the amount of trash talking he endures. I'm sorry, but this chapter was not for me. Got a lot of bad vibes here. Probably the only part I liked was the beginning and the Harry/Luna bit.
