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The Most Beautiful Witch Chapter 3
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Murky water washed over Astoriaâs face as she sucked in a deep breath. That turned out to be a mistake because she immediately got a mouthful of terrible tasting, freezing-cold water. She coughed and spluttered it out, only to start to flail when she felt something grab her midsection and pull her. She shot out all of her limbs, trying to fight against whatever was grabbing her as the cold from the water started to make her body shiver and tremble.
âAstoria, love, please stop.â
Like a Soothing Charm, Harryâs voice assured her that everything was okay. Astoria stopped fighting back and relaxed into his embrace as he kept her steady in the water until she was able to gather her bearings.
Cheers sounded off from the shoreline, and Astoria wiped away the water from her eyes to see hundreds of people lining the docks at the edge of the Black Lake. They were all bundled up for the cold weather.
âWarming Charm,â Astoria managed to get out through her chattering teeth.
âOh, right,â Harry replied quickly, embarrassed that he hadnât thought of it himself. âHere.â
Astoria let out a sigh of relief as warmth filled her body. Though she was still aware of the cold water around her, she wasnât shivering anymore.
âAnd hereâs one for you too.â
Astoria glanced over at Harry and only just then noticed someone else treading water at his side. It was a young girl, maybe a first year or someone who hadnât even started school yet. She had silvery-blonde hair and dark blue eyes, but Astoria didnât recognize her.
The girl smiled at Harry in thanks and then spoke a handful of words quite quickly. Astoria didnât understand a word the girl said, but she knew enough about languages to know that the girl had been speaking in French.
Harry smiled in return at her. âCome on,â he said, leaning forward in the water. âLetâs get you two back to the shore so we can finish the task.â
Ah, right. A rush of memories flew through Astoriaâs mind: the Headmaster asking to speak with her after class, telling her about the requirements of the task; Astoria agreeing to be Harryâs hostage who heâd have to rescue; the flash of light that took away her consciousness after she drank a potion.
Astoria kicked with her feet and swam forward through the waters gracefully. Sheâd had plenty of practice growing up at home and on vacation. The young girl swam quite well too, though she noticed Harry was struggling a bit like his legs werenât working perfectly.
When they reached the docks, Harry helped the young girl up first before he helped her. Astoria was grateful for the assistance getting up onto the wooden platform, and she helped hoist Harry up in return. As he emerged from the water, Astoria saw the deep gash going down his right leg. She instinctively reached for her wand to help him, but then she remembered that the Headmaster had asked her to leave it in her room this morning.
A blur of silver shot past Astoriaâs face as a string of beautiful French words filled her ears. Fleur Delacour, the Champion for Beauxbatons, wrapped her sister up in a tight hug. It was a heartwarming scene of sisterly love, something Astoria deeply longed for.
At least, it was right up until Fleur came over to thank Harry.
Words would have been enough, Astoria thought, or even a hug. But that wasnât what Fleur did.
âYou saved âer,â Fleur gushed as she came over with her sister. âEven though she was not your âostage.â
âYeah, well, it was the right thing to do,â Harry replied.
Then, Fleur leaned in and kissed him. It wasnât an innocent peck on the cheek either; Fleur cupped his face in her hands and planted a long, lingering kiss on his lips.
At first, Astoria couldnât believe what she was seeing; she was so stunned that she didnât even react or try to stop what was happening. From the wide-eyed look on Harryâs face, he was just as surprised as she was, but he didnât do anything to stop it either. It was only when Fleur finished, nearly eight seconds later as she pulled back with a satisfied smile, that Harry remembered the situation he was in. He looked over at Astoria with an apology on his lips, but she was already on her feet and walking away.
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Harry groaned into his pillow as he flopped down onto his bed, ignoring the stinging pain that came from his right leg. Madam Pomfrey had cleaned up the cut heâd received from a merpersonâs spear when he cut loose both Astoria and Gabrielle, Fleurâs younger sister according to Hermione who informed him after the task was done, from the massive statue of a merperson at the bottom of the Black Lake. The spear had been sharp, so it cut cleanly through his fleshâa much better outcome than if the blade had been dull or jagged, according to Madam Pomfreyâbut even magic wasnât able to fix it completely. Madam Pomfrey gave him a special ointment to place on top of the pale scar tissue that now stretched down his leg and ordered him to bed for the night. Heâd have to take tomorrow off too with no strenuous activity so that his leg could heal properly.
Harry had argued with her on that point. He needed to go find Astoria and apologize. He hadnât realized what Fleur was doing until she had done it, and then he had been too stunned to speak. He had been exhausted from the hour-long trek through the Black Lake, and he honestly never expected Fleur to kiss him like that. He wished that he had pushed Fleur away, but he didnât, and for that he was terribly sorry.
With his injured leg, he hadnât been able to chase after Astoria when she left the docksânot that it had stopped him from trying. Heâd made it only a few steps before his leg gave out from under him and Madam Pomfrey rushed over to his side. It was frustrating not being able to explain himself right away to Astoria, but she had a right to be mad. Heâd shouted at Fleur over what sheâd done and, surprisingly, Fleurâs younger sister had been on his side. Fleur had apologizedânone too convincingly, in Harryâs opinionâand promised to apologize to Astoria later too.
Flopping over onto his back, Harry let out a long sigh. He rolled the jar of ointment across his belly back and forth as he stared up at the ceiling of his four-poster bed. The red curtains were drawn around his bed, blocking out the light and sounds of his dormmates getting ready for bed themselves.
After half an hour or so, the dormitory fell silent, but Harry continued to lie awake in thought over how he could make this up to Astoria. A million different thoughts ran through his mind, all of them insubstantial.
Realizing that he was getting nowhere with this tonight, Harry climbed out of bed and went to the washroom to clean up and get changed into his pyjamas before returning to bed. He grabbed the jar of ointment off of his bedside table where heâd left in and pushed through the curtains back onto his bed.
âHi,â Astoriaâs sweet voice called out.
Harry jumped in surprise and cursed as his injured leg accidentally smacked off of his bedside table as he awkwardly fell forward into bed. He rolled forward, landing safely atop his bed, and made sure that his curtains were closed and the privacy wards were activated before he turned to look at Astoria.
She was sat on the foot of his bed, dressed in her usual robes, which were pulled tightly around herself to ward off the evening chill. Her wand was in her hand and a gentle light sprang forth from its tip, acting as the only source of light inside the otherwise pitch-black bed. She had clearly bathed and redone her hair after the events in the Black Lake earlier that day. Her beautiful dark-brown hair was pinned up on her head, and her perfectly manicured eyebrows were raised in amusement above her big, brown eyes that never left his form once.
Merlin, she was beautiful, Harry thought to himself.
Everything that he pictured himself saying to her rushed through his mind all at once in an uncomfortable cacophony that just left his thoughts a jumbled mess. Despite that, he knew that there was only one place he could start at. âIâm sorry,â he told Astoria sincerely as he settled himself in a cross-legged position near the head of his bed, leaving a couple feet of space in between them.
Astoria nodded, as though she had expected him to say that. It hurt Harry to see her like this, unsmiling and looking pensive. She often looked like that whenever they were in the library together, but he always seemed able to make her smile or laugh, even when he wasnât trying to make her do either of those things.
âI didnât expect her to kiss me like that,â Harry explained, trying his best to offer his perspective on the situation. âShe just did it so suddenly, and I was so physically and mentally exhausted from swimming through the lake for an hour that it took me too long to register what she was doing. I know I should have pushed her away or something, and Iâm sorry that I didnât. I just want you to know that I didnât kiss her back, and if I could go back and change what I did, I would.â
Astoria didnât interrupt him once as he spoke. Nothing on her face gave away what she was thinking either; she just sat there and listened. It was something Harry truly admired about her normally, but it felt horrible to be on the receiving end of it on such a serious manner. He just wanted a hint or a sign of what she was thinking.
As Harryâs words lingered in the air, Astoria did the last thing Harry expected of her: she pointed at his jar of ointment.
âIs that for your leg?â She asked, completely changing the topic.
Harry gave her a strange look, but her expression was still completely neutral. âYeah.â
Astoriaâs hand shot out and snagged the jar from him. She unscrewed the lid, revealing the perfectly clear ointment, which smelled faintly of peppermint and sweet taffy. âLay back,â she directed him.
Still feeling confused, Harry did as she asked and laid back with his head on his pillows. Astoria was gentle as she rolled his pyjamas up his right leg until the thin, pale scar was revealed. Then, she scooped up some of the ointment with three of her fingers and went about gently applying it to his leg.
Astoria worked in silence as she diligently spread a thin layer of the ointment over his injured leg, working solely by the faint light provided by her wand in her free hand. Harry found himself actually relaxing as Astoria worked; normally, he was quite tense in the Hospital Wing when Madam Pomfrey was working on him, but Astoria had such a kind touch that he didnât mind her work in the slightest.
It barely took a minute for Astoria to finish up before she rolled his pyjamas back down. The light of her wand suddenly went out, but that was just so that she could cast a quick Vanishing Charm on her ointment-covered fingers before she lit the tip of her wand again.
âThank you,â Harry said sincerely as Astoria passed the jar of ointment back to him.
âNo problem,â Astoria murmured. She settled back at the foot of the bed and looked deep into his eyes. âIf you lose to Fleur Delacour in the final task, I will kick you in the balls,â she told him seriously.
A beat of silence passed before Harry burst out laughing. Astoria was normally so prim and properâother than when they were having sexâso this was quite the change from her.
âIâm serious,â Astoria emphasized. âI will make it hurt.â
âIâm sure you will,â Harry said in between fits of laughter. âAnd Iâll let you.â
âYou wonât have a choice in the matter,â Astoria replied with a subtle shake of her head. âIâll sneak in here again, stun you, and then kick you until you throw up.â
âI did say I was sorry, didnât I?â Harry asked with a slight grimace at the mental image Astoria was presenting.
âYou did,â Astoria nodded. She pushed herself forward and crawled over top of him until their faces were just inches apart. âI forgive you for being a complete dunderhead and not pushing her off of you the second she started to kiss you.â
âLesson learned for next time,â Harry assured her.
Astoria raised an eyebrow, and Harry realised he said the wrong thing. âNext time?â She asked sweetly.
âThere wonât be a next time!â Harry insisted quickly.
âThere had better not be,â Astoria warned him. âOr I swear to you, Harry Potter, you wonât live to regret it.â
âYes, maâam,â Harry replied seriously.
Astoria kissed him then. It was just a quick peck on the lips, but it meant the world to Harry. He hadnât realized just how hard heâd fallen for Astoria until the threat of losing her became a real possibility earlier today. He never wanted a situation like that to ever happen again.
âGood, because youâre mine,â Astoria declared as kissed him again. âNot some French hussyâs.â
âYou should tell her yourself,â Harry chuckled in between kisses.
Astoria kept peppering his lips with brief yet impactful kisses. âI plan on it. But first, I figured that you could do with some reminding.â
âI donât,â Harry shook his head quickly. âYouâre the only one for me, Astoria. I wonât let anyone else ever get in the way of our relationship.â
âOh?â Astoria raised her eyebrow again. âSo you donât want me to show you how youâre mine and Iâm yours?â
Harry frowned in confusion just long enough for Astoria to give him that look that told him he was being an idiot. Then, it hit him. âRight! No, yes, absolutely, I do want you to show me.â
Astoria snorted as a little giggle escaped her lips. âMen,â she shook her head as she sat back up. Harry went to follow her up but she placed her hand on his chest and softly pushed him back down. âRelax,â she told. âAnd let me take care of you. Youâre hurt, and youâre not supposed to do any strenuous activity until the day after tomorrow.â
âHow do you know that?â Harry asked her as he laid back down. âYou werenât in the room when Madam Pomfrey told me that.â
Astoria shrugged as she undid the clasp of her robes. âI may have done a little snooping around her office while she was at supper.â
âAstoria Greengrass,â Harry shook his head with a grin. âIâm so proud of you for breaking the rules.â
âWell, between that and sneaking up to the boyâs dorm tonight, I suppose Iâm feeling a little rebellious,â Astoria smiled as she let her robes slide off of her shoulders.
Harryâs eyes bugged out as he saw Astoriaâs nude body. She wasnât wearing anything underneath those dark outer robes that she had been holding so closely to herself. She must have been doing that to hide any little gaps that would have shown her skin, Harry realized.
Astoriaâs fingers started to unbutton his pyjama shirt and she kissed her way down his chest as she went. By the time she reached the waistband of his pyjama bottoms. His rapidly stiffening cock was already visible through the thin material, and Astoria gleefully nuzzled her cheek against it.
âThis is mine,â she said as she glanced up at him.
Harry could only nod in awe as Astoria tugged his waistband down and released his trapped cock. He was always so surprised by how large his cock seemed when it was right up along Astoriaâs face like this. She continued to nuzzle his cock against her face and planted several sloppy, slobbery kisses along the base of his shaft. She dropped her mouth a bit lower and took one of his balls into her mouth and sucked hard on it. It stung a little, but the pleasure overrode the uncomfortable sensations.
Harryâs cock pulsated with need as Astoria released his ball and started kissing her way up to the top of his shaft. She readjusted her position so that her ass was in the air while her breasts were down against his bedsheets. Her elbows were used to keep his thighs apart, and her face was right in front of the tip of his cock.
Astoriaâs warm breath washed over his cock, leaving him with the most wonderful sensation of comfort. She wiggled her butt back and forth, and Harry found his gaze drawn two those two beautiful orbs of pale flesh. However, regardless of how erotic and entrancing her little dance was, his cock could not be denied.
âAstoria, please,â Harry begged her to start to really touch him. She only had her fingertips on his shaft, and the warm breath that kept misting over his cock was driving him mad with desire.
âPlease what?â She asked.
âPlease suck my cock,â Harry groaned as his cock jumped again. He instinctively thrust his hips up a tiny bit, but Astoria moved her head back just in time to prevent the head of his cock from coming in contact with her soft lips.
âThen tell me what I want to hear,â Astoria told him.
âYouâre the most beautiful witch at Hogwarts,â Harry replied quickly.
âAnd?â
âYouâre the only one for me.â
âAnd?â
âAnd Iâm yours and only yours.â
âGood boy.â
Astoria took the head of Harryâs cock into her mouth then, and he let out a tremendous sigh of relief. The feeling of her warm, wet mouth surrounding him and her fleshy tongue swirling around the head of his cock was absolutely divine. It was a hard sensation to top, and it helped to melt away all of the accumulated stress that the day had brought him.
Having gained more experience in the time that theyâd been together, Astoria was easily able to take more of his cock into her mouth right away. Her pink lips sealed themselves tightly around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, taking half of his shaft in her mouth at a single time, coating it with her lovely saliva.
Through it all, Astoria moaned happily. Harry knew that this act wasnât bringing her any real physical pleasure beyond her being happy for making him feel so good, but her sweet sounds titillated him nonetheless. It was a thoroughly satisfying experience, only made better whenever Astoria opened her big brown eyes and looked up at him. She could see how much he was enjoying himself, and that made her all the more enthusiastic to take his cock in her mouth.
Suddenly, Astoria leaned forward so that her face was staring right down at his crotch, and she started pushing her head further down. Harry watched in amazement as Astoria worked her way down near the base of his shaft. Her hot, wet mouth felt incredible around his cock; there were just those last couple inches that she needed to get in.
Finally, Astoria made the final push to take the rest of his cock inside of her mouth. Harryâs cock had to arch slightly to slip down into her throat.
âFuck,â Harry groaned, and he couldnât help but grab the back of Astoriaâs head and hold her in place just for a second longer before she started to work her way back up.
Astoria released his cock from her mouth with a satisfied grin on her lips and trails of saliva leading out from the cornerâs of her mouth down to her chin. âIâve been practicing.â
âNot with other men, I hope,â Harry replied jokingly.
âNever,â Astoria shook her head. âUnlike you, I keep firm limits in place with the opposite sex.â
âI said I was sorry,â Harry reiterated. âAnd I truly am.â
âI know,â Astoria assured him as she changed positions. She pushed herself up on Harryâs bed and then crawled above him before turning around so that her back was to him. She rested her hips several inches above his crotch and planted her feet firmly on either side of his hips. âThatâs why Iâm taking care of you tonight.â
Astoriaâs plump arse was facing Harry, and he could just barely see her dripping wet pussy in between her thighs. She reached down and grabbed Harryâs cock before angling up towards herself.
âDo you feel how wet I am for you?â She asked, looking over her shoulder at him. To reinforce the point, she smacked the head of Harryâs cock off of her pussy several times, making her wetness clearly audible.
âYes,â Harry groaned needfully.
âOnly you can make me like this,â she told him with a sultry tone. âMy body craves you.â
Astoria lowered herself then, sitting down on the tip of Harryâs cock and pushing it past the tight opening of her pussy. The incredible heat that surrounded Harry was so familiar and yet exciting at the same time. It was rare that he was just laid back like this letting Astoria take complete control; in fact, it was normally the opposite. But watching him sink down on him like this with her perfect ass in front of him was a sight he hoped heâd see more of in the future.
Astoria took her time sinking down on Harryâs cock. When she eventually reached the base, Harry felt like his eyes were going to roll to the back of his head in delight. Astoriaâs pussy felt so tight around him, and it was like she was squeezing her walls in a rhythmic pattern to tease him even further.
âThatâs good,â Astoria moaned as she reached up and cupped one of her breasts. She rocked her hips around against his a few times as she stirred his cock around inside of her, getting used to his thick girth, before she started to lift her ass off of his lap.
Harry watched as Astoriaâs pussy lips clung to his shaft as she raised herself off of him. It was like her body didnât want him to leave it.
Astoria leaned forward and shifted her position so that she was on her knees and her hands were on Harryâs legs. It made her ass stick out even more towards him, and the need for the change in position became apparent when she started bouncing on his cock.
Normally, when she rode him, Astoria started things off slowly before gradually building up to a faster pace. This time, she went straight to one of her fastest paces yet.
Astoriaâs ass made the most wonderful sound when it smacked off of Harryâs lap. She was bouncing her ass up and down in one, smooth motion. She would go all the way up until just the head of his cock and a bit of his shaft was still inside of her tight pussy before sheâd slam back down onto him, engulfing him in her delicious warmth.
Harry was in heaven watching Astoriaâs ass jiggle beautiful as she fucked him. She felt incredible!
âFuck, yes,â Harry groaned as he grabbed her two ass cheeks in his hands. He squeezed them gleefully as he continued to relish in the feeling of Astoria taking complete control.
Astoria rode his pole like a master at work. Harry wanted to thrust up into her so desperately, but there was no need to with the speed she was going at. Her pussy just kept slamming down on his shaft, stroking him with the perfect tightness to leave him groaning on the bed beneath her.
The sweet moans that Astoria made came in time with her descents down his cock. They were perfectly punctuated by her ass slamming against his hips and Harryâs cock twitching with desire inside of her.
But no matter how much Harry wished this could last forever, he could feel the need to spill his seed bubbling up inside of him. Normally, heâd adjust his pace to make himself last longer, but Astoria was relentless. She didnât stop her rapid bouncing on his lap even when she undoubtedly felt his cock twitching inside of her. She was making a statement: she was his and he was hers. Sheâd show him that by making him cum inside of her.
âAstoria,â Harry grunted, squeezing her ass again. âIâm really close.â
âGood,â Astoria replied determinedly between panting breaths. âI want you to cum in me. Then youâre going to watch it seep out onto the bedsheets. Then Iâm going to fuck you again until weâre both satisfied.â
Merlin, this woman was too good to him.
Harry didnât last more than a few bounces after that. Astoriaâs pussy stroked him to completion, and he let out an incredible growl of desire as he finished inside of her pussy. As his cum shot out of his cock, Astoria didnât stop bouncing on his lap for a second. She kept stroking his sensitive cock, much to his simultaneous torment and delight. His cock was twitching like mad as he spewed his hot cum inside of her, and the continued bouncing made him feel like he was going to black out from overstimulation. The sensation only stopped when Harry wrapped his arms around Astoriaâs waist and held her down against his lap. She struggled a bit but eventually settled down and relaxed in his arms as he finished spilling his seed inside of her.
âI need a minute.â Harry let out the breath he had been holding as he sank back down onto the bed. Astoria had been incredible, but it had been a lot to take in all at once. He flopped back onto his pillows and took several deep breaths to calm his breathing.
Astoria seemed as out of breath as he was. She slipped off of his cock and nimbly flipped over so that she could curl up against his side. She threw one leg over his and Harry could feel the combined mixture of his cum and her juices spilling out of her pussy and onto his leg. She started tracing random patterns on his chest as she looked him in the eyes.
âYouâd better not kiss another woman without my say so, Harry,â she told him. âOtherwise, youâll lose out on countless experiences just like that.â
Harry chuckled. âTrust me, youâve more than made your point. I donât think anyone could ever be as good as you, either as my girlfriend or in bed.â
âGood boy,â Astoria kissed him then. It was soft and tender, complete opposite to how the sex had been. âNow, youâd better be ready for round two. I need to work off some of my anger before I deal with Fleur tomorrow.â
âPlease go easy on her,â Harry grimaced. âIâd hate to get kicked out of the tournament because my girlfriend killed one of the other competitors.â
âOh, donât worry,â Astoria said as she straddled Harryâs lap again and grabbed his semi-hard cock in her hands. âI wonât kill her.â
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Harry shook his head as he watched Astoria storm into the Great Hall. He was waiting by the doors, doing his best to avoid the impending explosion. A few students had taken notice of the determined look in Astoriaâs eyes and the fierceness of her stomping over to where the Beauxbatons students were sitting. Enough people knew that she was Harryâs girlfriend and quickly realized the confrontation that was about to happen.
Fleur was bound to notice eventually too as the murmurs started to grow in the Great Hall, but Astoria called her out before that.
âDelacour!â Astoria shouted as she neared the French girl.
Fleur turned around on the bench with a haughty look on her face. âYes?â
âYou kissed my boyfriend!â Astoria shouted loudly enough for the nearby tables to overhear her.
Fleur smirked as she got to her feet. âYes, I did.â She put her hand on her hip and licked her lips tauntingly. âWhat of it?â
Astoria came to a stop right in front of Fleur. Their busts were almost touching each other. Fleur was a few inches taller than Astoria, so she had to look up at the French girlâs face. âI donât know if all Veelas are sluts like you or if itâs just a French thing, but youâll stay away from him if you know whatâs good for you. Otherwise, Iâll throw you back into the lake myself and let the Grindylows deal with you.â
Fleur did her best to maintain her confident look, but Harry could see that she was obviously still a little traumatized from the previous dayâs task in the Black Lake. âYou think you can scare me?â Fleur replied, regaining her composure. âYouâre nothing but a-â
Fleurâs words were stopped mid-sentence as Astoria suddenly stood on her tiptoes and kissed her. The entire Great Hall looked just as shocked as Fleur for a moment before the hooting and cheers picked up from several of the men.
Harryâs eyes widened when he saw what Astoria had done. He was too far away to get a good look at it, but he swore that he saw Astoria slip her tongue into Fleurâs mouth. The kiss lasted only a few seconds before Astoria pulled away from Fleur with a satisfied smirk on her face.
âI guess Harry was telling the truth when he said he didnât like you kissing him. You werenât very good,â Astoria commented to Fleur. Then, she turned to Harry and winked. âGuess weâre even now!â
Comments
Arctis_Shox
Thanks! I'm unsure if Daphne will appear in the next one. This series is a commissioned work from an anonymous user, so it's very much up to them as to how the plot progresses. I'd be very happy with it going in either direction.
Kevin Thunder
Harry and Astoria have good chemistry. They're good together. Will Daphne appear in the next one? I would like to see that cliffy continued.
Robert
âWithout my say soâŚâ wonder how that will play out đ Great chapter, fun ending. Hope to see more Cheers
