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Harry's Legacy Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2023-06-13 15:59:01 +0000 UTCHarry groaned as he kicked a loose stone through one of the empty archways in the portal room. Flying through the air with Imelda had been wonderful, and their time together had been cut desperately short. If this room was supposed to give him lessons he was supposed to learn from, he wasn’t how he was meant to take anything away from them if he only got to stick around for such a brief period of time. Was he supposed to learn how fuck witches? Was that it?
Well, honestly, Harry couldn’t complain much if that was the case. Imelda and Mirabel had both been incredible, and Harry could honestly say that he hadn’t felt this good in . . . well, maybe never. His body felt energised and his magic hummed beneath his skin. More importantly, everything felt right. He’d always lived with a lingering sense of uneasiness since the end of the war, but he didn’t feel that way right now.
Were the portals trying to teach him the value of love? Harry snorted. That sounded like something Dumbledore would say, not that the man was entirely wrong though. Maybe the portals were showing him that there was more to life than just moving from fight to fight. Maybe they were telling him to move on, find a witch, and start a family. Maybe they were here to make up for the shit life he’d had.
Quite frankly, Harry didn’t know. There wasn’t exactly an obvious answer, and he didn’t want to speculate too much. He’d seen first hand what putting too much stock into a rigid interpretation of something could drive a person to do, and he didn’t want to stray anywhere near that path. He figured that he should just enjoy these moments while they lasted and not think about it too deeply.
The next portal was already glowing, waiting for him. The two archways he’d already gone through had their carefully-carved, blue-coloured runes glowing, signalling his completion of them. There were still several portals to go, but they wouldn’t activate until he finished the previous ones in sequence.
So, Harry stepped up to the glowing portal and walked into it. He blinked as he felt himself being transported.
When Harry’s eyes opened, he found himself standing in a large clearing in a dense jungle. It was hot and muggy out, and his robes felt too warm and heavy on his shoulders. He shrugged off his outer robes and shrunk them down with his wand so that they’d fit in his trouser’s pocket. The cries of animals came from all around him as various beasts and birds carried on with their day. It was quite peaceful, but that peace was shattered when an Erumpent came charging through the tree line right at Harry.
“Bloody hell!” Harry shouted as he threw himself aside. The massive beast looked just like a muggle rhinoceros from a distance, but its body was larger and rounder overall. Its horn gleamed in the sunlight that broke through the canopy as it charged past Harry, kicking up dirt and mud that pelted Harry.
“Watch out!” A voice called out from the tree line.
Suddenly, a young woman—maybe twenty years old—burst into view. Unlike Harry, she was wearing much lighter robes that seemed fit for the jungle. Her short brown hair was tied up behind her head and she had a massive grin on her face as she chased after the Erumpent. She barely glanced at Harry as she gave a wave of her wand. A jet of pale blue light flew out and struck a tree in front of the Erumpent, causing it to fall and the Erumpent to come to a skidding halt.
The large beast huffed and turned back around to face the woman. Harry got to his feet, wiping the mud off of his face.
“Hi,” the woman beamed at him. “I’m Poppy Sweeting.”
“Harry,” he replied, frowning at her strangeness. For some reason, she reminded him of Luna. “What’s going on?”
“This Erumpent’s being chased down by poachers, and I’m trying to get it back to its family,” Poppy explained. “But it’s being very naughty.”
As if in agreement, the Erumpent bellowed a high-pitched cry and charged towards them.
“Whoa!” Poppy exclaimed as she brought up her wand. “Easy does it! Levioso!”
The Erumpent’s horn barely missed Poppy’s face as it was suddenly lifted several metres into the air. Its stubby lungs moved helplessly as it tried to continue its charge, but it was stuck in place.
“There there,” Poppy said kindly as she stepped beneath the Erumpent. “You’ve taken a nasty hit.”
Harry walked closer to them and peered underneath the Erumpent. It did indeed have a deep gash on its belly, which was dripping thick, red blood.
“I’ve got just the trick!” Poppy exclaimed brightly as she started riffling through the bag slung over her shoulder. She started pulling out various herbs and leaves when Harry heard a branch crack. It was close, too close to be an animal.
“Poppy?” Harry prompted quietly.
“Uh huh?” She replied absentmindedly as she formed a bundle of herbs in her hands.
“Those poachers that were after this Erumpent,” he began as his eyes scanned the nearby trees. “They aren’t chasing the Erumpent right now, are they?”
“Oh, sure they are,” Poppy answered cheerily. “They weren’t too far behind me. That’s why we’ve got to—”
Harry threw up a shield charm just in time as a vicious-looking blue curse was about to smash into Poppy’s back.
Eight masked men stepped out from behind the trees in front of Harry, each with their wands drawn. Even on his best day, this would be a difficult fight.
“Poppy? I need your help here,” he murmured to her.
Poppy didn’t seem worried in the slightest about the impending danger. “Just a minute,” she waved him off. “His hide’s too thick and magically-resistant for normal healing spells to work, so I’ve gotta make a special poultice for him.”
“You might not have enough time to get it ready,” Harry said as the men began to encircle them.
“Just hold your horses, alright? I’m almost done.”
Another curse came in from the other side. Harry couldn’t block it this time, and it hit the Erumpent’s side. The beast floundered in the air and cried out in pain.
“Hey!” Poppy snapped. “That’s not nice!”
A few of the masked men laughed. “We’re sorry, Miss,” one of them replied patronisingly. “How about you just step away from the big lug and we’ll take care of him. We promise we’ll be gentle.”
That sent up another round of cruel laughter, and Harry felt his blood boil. Cruelty towards magical creatures was something he just never understood; it was disgusting, and he knew at that moment that he wanted to stop these men.
“There,” Poppy finally said. She had turned the herbs into a poultice quickly thanks to a bit of magic, and now the poultice was magically applying itself to the Erumpent’s underbelly. Harry heard the beast’s open wound hiss as the poultice came into contact with it. The Erumpent squirmed uncomfortably, but Harry could see the wound starting to close up.
“Just step away from the beast and you two can leave,” one of the men said, gesturing with his head to the path they came from. “And we’ll forget all about this little bout of trouble you cause us.”
“Trouble?” Harry asked, shooting Poppy a questioning glance.
She looked a little embarrassed but shrugged. “I may have set their tents on fire when they were out looking for this sweet fellow,” she said, petting the Erumpent’s belly.
Harry glanced back around at the masked men. “I’m guessing we have no intention of letting them take the Erumpent, do we?”
“I don’t,” Poppy replied as she stowed the remaining poultice and readied her wand. She gave him a challenging look. “Do you?”
Harry flicked his wand and one of the poachers went down to his stunning spell. “Does that answer your question?”
Spellfire erupted as the poachers all retaliated. Harry kept his wand up, blocking the incoming blows. The poachers were sloppy and untrained, but they had little care for what spells they used. They fired dark curses with reckless abandon, hoping to hit Harry or Poppy. Many of their spells went wide or struck the floating Erumpent, who was crying out in pain with every blow.
Poppy fired a blasting curse over Harry’s head and shouted in his ear. “Watch out!”
“Watch out for what?” Harry shouted back when he didn’t see any especially dangerous curses coming his way form the poachers.
He got his answer a moment later when Poppy released her levitation spell on the Erumpent with a grin on her face. The ground shook as the Erumpent landed, and it bellowed a high-pitched roar before it charged at a pair of poachers. They had to throw themselves out of the way of the charging beast to avoid being struck by it, and that gave Harry just enough time to fire two quick stunning spells to take them out of commission.
The remaining five poachers seemed torn between duelling Harry and Poppy and trying to deal with the rampaging Erumpent. The big beast was running laps around the clearing they were in, occasionally lowering its head to try to spear one of the poachers on its horn. The poachers always scrambled to get out of the way, and that left them open to Harry and Poppy’s counterattacks.
“You’re really good at this!” Poppy shouted over the sounds of explosions and the Erumpent’s cries. “How’d you like a job as my bodyguard for the rest of my trip?”
Harry laughed at the woman’s proposal. “Let’s get out of this alive first and then we can talk!” He shouted back.
The remaining poachers fell one by one until only two remained. One of them, seeing one of his comrades go down, turned and ran. The other tried to drag one of the unconscious poachers out of the clearing as he fled too, but Poppy hit him with a stunning spell of her own.
Finally, the dust settled and the fighting was over.
“Well, that wasn’t too bad,” Poppy grinned at Harry. She looked over at the Erumpent, who was pacing restlessly near the edge of the clearing. “Wanna help me bring him back home to his family?”
As they walked, Harry found Poppy filling the silence by spouting off various facts about Erumpents and all of the magical creatures that inhabited this jungle.
“Poachers pay off the government to come here and hunt,” Poppy explained with a scowl on her face. “It’s disgusting, so I decided to give the creatures a fighting chance.”
“By setting tents on fire?” Harry teased lightly.
“Yes,” Poppy narrowed her eyes at him. “And by keeping the creatures safe. You should have been here last month; I got stopped at the exit of the jungle with two Diricawls under my robes.”
“How did you manage to fit two under your robes?” Harry asked, knowing fully well that those birds would be very noticeable.
“A girl’s gotta have some secrets,” she winked at him. “A couple Ministry officials stopped me and asked what was under my robes. They didn’t like the joke I made, so they tried to arrest me. Thankfully, the anti-apparation ward that covers the jungle doesn’t cover the exit points. At least, it didn’t before I showed them the flaw in their system.”
“So, you’re out here to save all of the creatures the poachers are after?” Harry asked.
“Yup,” Poppy nodded. “But I’m also here to study them. There’s lots we still don’t know about magical creatures, and I want to help catalogue them.”
As they walked, Harry heard the sounds of a river flowing nearby. Eventually, it came into view just to their right. There was a high waterfall that sent clean-looking water plunging down into the river beside them. Their pathway that they were on was just a couple metres above the riverbank. The wide riverbanks were muddy and looked quite difficult to walk across, but there were several large sections of stone in the river that provided a flat, dry floor that seemed easy enough to jump between.
“His family’s just a bit past the top of the waterfall,” Poppy explained, pointing towards the path through the trees they needed to follow to climb the hill up to the top of the waterfall. “My camp’s just down there,” she added, pointing to one of the larger stones that sat in the river. It looked to be at least thirty paces wide, and it had a tent and a small, burnt-out campfire on it.
Harry nodded, happy that they were almost done seeing the Erumpent through the jungle and back to his family. He was hot and sweaty, and the waterfall looked like a perfect place to cool off.
When they neared the path through the trees, the Erumpent gave a loud cry and stomped its feet on the ground.
“That’s right buddy; we’ve almost got you home,” Poppy smiled at the beast.
The beast stomped its feet again in its excitement and suddenly charged forward towards the path. The ground shook under its heavy weight, and then Harry heard a larger groan coming from the earth.
Both he and Poppy looked down just in time to see the dirt trail give way beneath them. They cried out as they were swept down the small hillside to the muddy riverbank below.
Harry fell face first into the mud. He sank into it, getting covered head to toe in all of the filth. He groaned and pushed himself up only to hear Poppy giggling beside him. She was just as covered in mud as he was, but she was pointing at him and laughing. “You look ridiculous.”
“So do you,” Harry pointed out, flicking the mud off of his fingers and into her face.
Poppy squealed in delight and shoved Harry back down into the mud and hopped on him. Harry laughed along with her as they wrestled in the mud, getting thoroughly coated in the muck.
Eventually though, it became thoroughly less fun when he felt the mud filling his robes. It clung to his sweaty skin and cooled him down a bit, but he could feel it starting to harden on him.
Grimacing, Harry got to his feet and helped Poppy up. “I think we should probably get cleaned off.”
“Probably,” Poppy giggled in agreement. “Come on, the waterfall is amazing!”
Rather than step into the river or jump across the stone platforms sticking out of the water, Poppy led Harry through the muddy riverbank. It was slow going, and Harry got his feet momentarily stuck more than once, but it was all worth it when they finally reached the waterfall. He hadn’t been able to see it before, but there was a large stone floor beneath it that’d be easy to stand on.
Poppy stepped onto the stone platform and Harry followed her. Even though they weren’t beneath the waterfall yet, they were being sprayed by the rebounding water as it struck the stone platform. It was crisp and cool and delightful, but Harry knew that it’d be even better once he got all of the mud off of him.
Together, Harry and Poppy stepped underneath the crashing water. It stung his skin as it crashed against him, but it felt wonderful to finally be able to wipe clean all of the mud, dirt, and sweat that had accumulated on him since he’d arrived in this place. Poppy basked in the water too as she quickly washed her hair clean of any debris and then started wiping the mud off of her clothes.
Harry turned his back for barely a moment to gaze at the beauty of the landscape around him when he saw a piece of fabric land on the ground near him. He glanced behind himself to see Poppy completely topless.
The short woman had a surprisingly curvy body that her robes hadn’t done justice. Her breasts were pleasantly large and sat high on her chest; they were topped with rosy-pink nipples that stood at attention underneath the cold water. Her belly was flat but her hips were quite wide. She looked absolutely gorgeous as the water crashed down on her.
Poppy spotted him out of the corner of her eye and gave him a sly grin. “Admiring the view?” she teased as she turned to face him completely. She stuck her chest out towards him, giving him an even better look at her breasts.
Before today, Harry would have been shy and awkward if a woman asked him that. By now though, his experiences in the portals had made him bolder. “I am,” he replied. “It’s quite beautiful.”
Poppy gave him an up and down look. “You know, you should probably take off your robes if you want to get fully clean.” With that, she hooked her thumbs beneath her waistband and paused, waiting for him to make the next move.
Harry didn’t hesitate as he started to shrug off his robes. Here was a gorgeous woman propositioning him, and he wasn’t going to turn down the opportunity.
After stripping down and abandoning his clothing, Harry watched as Poppy finally pulled down the rest of hers. Her round arse stuck out nicely as she bent over to step out of her clothes. As she stood back up, Harry took note of the neatly trimmed hair just above her pretty pink lips in between her thighs.
Poppy’s face flushed as she bared herself completely for Harry; her eyes seemed glued to his rapidly engorging cock. “It’s big,” she murmured with a slight smile on her face.
Harry closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her, trapping his cock in between their bodies. Her skin felt soft against him, and her nipples were stiff against his chest. The top of her head barely reached his chin, so he had to dip his head down to kiss her.
Despite the cold water crashing down around them, Harry’s body felt warm. Poppy started grinding herself against his leg, slowly stroking his cock against her belly. Although she kissed him with incredible passion, Harry could tell that she wasn’t very experienced. Her lips moved a little awkwardly and she didn’t seem quite sure what to do with her tongue when he pushed his into her mouth, but she eventually fell into the rhythm he was setting.
When they broke off the kiss, Poppy was breathless. “Do you want to go back to my camp?” She suggested, gesturing to the stone platform that held her tent and fire pit.
Harry nodded and, with a big grin on his face, shoved Poppy into the river. Her arms and legs flailed as she fell into the cold water. Harry was still laughing heartily when she resurfaced with a pout on her lips.
“That wasn’t very nice,” she called out to him.
“Think of it as payback for shoving me into the mud,” Harry replied teasingly.
Poppy got a strange gleam in her eyes. “Does this mean that we should wrestle now? You know, for continuity's sake?”
Harry grabbed both of their clothes and leapt into the water after her. Poppy started swimming for her camp; she was surprisingly fast in the water given her small stature. Harry reached the camp just a few seconds after her.
The stone floor was warm from the overhead sun. Harry draped his and Poppy’s clothes in an empty section to allow them to dry, and then he started after Poppy.
The saucy minx was already laying back on the ground beside her tent. Beads of water littered her body; they sparkled beautifully from the sunlight. As he approached her, Poppy widened her legs and placed her hands on either side of her pussy. She spread apart her labia, revealing the pink flesh inside. She looked ready for him.
Harry laid down on his hands and knees above Poppy. His cock bobbed as he got into position, and one of Poppy’s hands shot out and grabbed it.
“You know,” she said as she gently started to stroke him. “One of the reasons I’m here is to study how magical creatures breed. A group I’m working for is looking for ways to bolster endangered populations, so I was hoping to see if there was anything different about how a few species mated in the wild here.”
“Any insights you want to share?” Harry asked as he kissed Poppy’s neck.
“Not really,” she moaned as one of his hands touched her breast. She started stroking him a little faster now and even dragged the tip of his cock along her soaking wet entrance. “None that are relevant to us anyway. At least, I don’t think any are. I realised that I was lacking in my own knowledge of breeding.”
“You mean . . . ?” Harry trailed off.
Poppy briefly met his gaze. “I’ve never had sex before,” she admitted. She didn’t seem embarrassed or shy about it. “I figured that I’d eventually meet someone who I was attracted to and who shared my interest in the care and protection of magical creatures. I just never would have guessed that I’d meet him out here in the jungle.”
Merlin, she was so sweet and adorable. Harry knew that he could get lost in her beautiful brown eyes if he stared too long. For a moment, he cursed the fact that he’d have to leave Poppy when they were done. He’d end up back in the portal room, away from her.
But he didn’t want to get swept up in that negative line of thinking. He didn’t want to mar his first time with her like this.
So, Harry pushed his hips forward slightly. Poppy gasped as his cock just barely spread her lips open around him. “I’ll show you what it’s like,” he told her gently.
Poppy smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his back. “Thank you,” she said softly. Her eyes lingered on his lips. “Would you kiss me when you . . . you know.”
Harry chuckled. “I figured a Magizoologist wouldn’t shy away from using sexual terminology, especially one who’s studying breeding.”
Poppy blushed. “It’s hard to say it out loud like this when I’ve got a hot guy about to stick his cock in me.”
Harry laughed louder and kissed Poppy. She moaned into the kiss, and her noises only grew as Harry pressed forward. Surprisingly, he didn’t meet any resistance as he pressed deeper inside of her. He just kept sinking into her hot, velvety depths until he couldn’t push anymore of himself into her. He settled himself there, relishing in the feeling of his skin against Poppy’s as he gave her a couple minutes to adjust. The moist heat in the air was making their skin stick together, but Harry didn’t care.
After a minute of kissing, Poppy giggled into his mouth. He pulled away from the kiss and gave her an amused look. “What’s so funny?”
“I didn’t realise sex would be this good,” she giggled again. One of her hands slipped in between their bodies and pressed down on her pelvis. Harry could feel the pressure from her hand against his cock. “Or how full I’d feel, but it’s a really good kind of fullness.”
“I’d hate for it to be a bad kind,” Harry joked and kissed her again.
Poppy kissed him back passionately until they broke apart. “I think I’m ready for more now,” she told him as she wrapped her legs around him too.
“Just tell me if it’s too much,” Harry replied as he started to move his hips.
Poppy’s pussy was tight. Even with how wet she was, Harry could feel her inner walls clinging to his shaft desperately. As he pulled out, they tried to suck him back into her. The tightness around the head of his cock was incredible, and it was making him struggle to not fuck her more forcefully to really maximise his pleasure. Instead, he made sure to take his time and move slowly but smoothly back and forth to help Poppy get used to his girth stretching her pussy.
“More,” Poppy moaned after the first few thrusts.
Harry moved a little faster, but even that wasn’t enough for her.
“More,” she said again as her nails clawed at his back. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open in bliss as Harry pushed himself harder into her. This time, a little squeak left her throat as he filled her. “That’s it,” she moaned.
Encouraged by her words, Harry moved hips back and forth powerfully, driving his cock deep into her pussy over and over again. Poppy’s moans grew in volume with each thrust into her, and her pussy was clenching hard around Harry’s cock as it tried to milk him dry. The sensation was incredible, but he wasn’t about to cum so quickly.
“You feel incredible,” Harry told Poppy as he pulled his hips back. He slammed forward and groaned at the pleasurable sting that came when his balls smacked off of her arse.
“Not as good as you,” she moaned.
Harry kissed her neck and squeezed her breast in his hand. “Your body is built for breeding, you know?”
Poppy moaned louder. “Yeah?” She panted.
“You’ve got wide hips, ample breasts that’ll fill nicely with milk, and your pussy—” Harry groaned as it clamped down hard around his cock. Her pussy was pulsing like she was on the verge of an orgasm. “Your pussy’s trying to make me cum so badly.”
“Is it working?” Poppy asked, staring lustfully into his eyes. “Are you going to cum in me?”
The sweet, innocent way she asked the question nearly made Harry cum right then. Her voice was like warm honey. “Soon,” he answered.
Poppy gave a toothy smile. “Good. I expect to be fully bred by the time you’re done.”
Harry groaned. If this was the past, would this mean that he could actually get Poppy pregnant? Was there one of his descendants running around in his normal time?
Quite frankly, these weren’t questions he necessarily wanted the answers to. What he did want was to cum inside of this beautiful woman’s pussy.
So, Harry went back to pounding away freely inside of Poppy. Her body rocked back and forth as he fucked her, and her breasts bounced beautifully on her chest. Poppy looked absolutely ravishing in the mid-afternoon sunlight, and Harry was keenly aware that he was a lucky man to be with her like this.
When Poppy’s pussy spasmed around his cock, he knew that she was about to orgasm. Her walls clenched hard around his cock, making his thrusts a little more stilted than he would have liked, but it didn’t change just how good it felt to fuck her.
“Oh, Harry,” Poppy moaned. Her voice grew louder and her limbs tightened around Harry’s back. “Harry, fuck, you’re going to—”
Poppy screamed as she came around Harry’s cock. She grew impossibly tight around him for a second before her pussy started to convulse. Harry rammed forward a couple more times before he slammed his cock as deep as it would go inside of her and exploded. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out inside of her, filling her pussy to the brim with his creamy seed.
As their highs faded, Harry didn’t move away from Poppy. Every time he did, he was sent back to the portal room, and he didn’t want to this time. Poppy was a sweet and beautiful woman, and he wanted to get to know her better. He didn’t want to leave.
Poppy seemed quite happy to hold Harry in her arms, even when he softened inside of her. She just seemed to enjoy the skin-to-skin contact they had.
But, eventually, she knew that this had to come to an end.
“Thank you, Harry,” she smiled at him. “That was even better than I ever imagined it would be.”
Harry wanted to smile back at her, but he just couldn’t. His lips moved awkwardly before he just gave up.
Poppy gave him an odd look but didn’t question him directly. Instead, she playfully poked his side. “Get up,” she said. “I’ll get us something to eat.”
“Maybe we can stay like this just a little longer?” He suggested instead.
Poppy seemed amused by his suggestion. “We can’t stay like this forever.”
No, they couldn’t, but couldn’t she see that he wanted just one more minute in her arms?
Poppy started to wiggle her way out of Harry’s embrace. Reluctantly, he let her go. She stood up to her full height and stretched her limbs happily. “That feels nice,” she sighed happily. “I feel sore, but in a good way, you know? Do guys ever get like that? Harry?”
Poppy turned around to look at where Harry had just been, but there was no sign of him.
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AN: Hey everyone! Thanks for reading! It's a bit of a sad ending, but I always envisioned this chapter ending this way. I think I might take a break from this series or possibly end it. I haven't quite felt inspired by many of the other characters in Hogwarts Legacy. If any of you have any characters from the game who you'd like to see, leave them in the comments.
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GrouchyGritic
Great work! And great pick of girls hope to see more in 2024
