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The Most Beautiful Witch Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2023-05-11 15:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: All characters have been aged up, so Hogwarts starts at 17. This is a commission for an anonymous user!
As February gave way to March, the daffodils and bluebells started to grow on the hills outside of Hogwarts. It was a truly picturesque sight that made it worth venturing outside in the gentle chill of the highland winds. Harry wished he could be out there right now flying on his broomstick, taking in all of the wonder that the grounds of Hogwarts had to offer, but training came first.
With the Second Task finished, only the final one remained. Harry was just barely ahead of the other contestants in terms of points. The winner of the tournament was the one with the most points at the end, so he didn’t want to rest on his laurels. The minor lead he had could easily disappear if he failed to impress in the Third Task, so he needed to train.
It was really thanks to Astoria’s help that he managed to develop a clear training regiment. She seemed to know every inch of the library like the back of her hand, and she had tracked down a few books that covered the history of the Triwizard Tournament. While all three challenges centered around the champions using their courage, intelligence, resourcefulness, and magical ability to overcome severe challenges, each task changed from year to year. However, there were some patterns that had developed over the years.
In terms of the final task, it was almost always a race to reach the Triwizard Cup. There had been obstacle courses, mazes, dueling competitions, and even heists set up to test the challengers. Their overall performance was scored, but the one who managed to secure the cup received a nice bonus set of points that could determine the outcome—it was almost like catching the golden snitch in a game of Quidditch.
All of these challenges took place on the ground and required a substantial amount of magical exertion and physical fitness. So, thanks to Astoria’s help, Harry had found an old, abandoned classroom and started training every day there. After all, he didn’t want to risk training outside and accidentally give the other champions an insight into his preparation.
Panting for breath, Harry turned away from the window he had been looking out of and back towards the miniature course he had set up for himself. All of the desks and chairs in the room had been shrunk and placed up against one of the walls, giving Harry plenty of space to train. He had drawn an oval track on the floor with chalk for him to run laps along, and he had set aside a small space beside it where he could do push-ups, sit-ups, and other body-weight exercises to help prepare himself. He was mostly focused on building up his stamina, so he didn’t worry too much about his physical strength. Thankfully, he already had a decent amount of both due to his years of Quidditch training.
Harry started back off at a jog as he ran around his makeshift track. He’d been training here for nearly two hours now, and he was thoroughly exhausted. As he rounded the first bend, his eyes glanced at the pile of charred and dismembered training dummies he had set up. When he first started training, he had repaired the dummies every time he broke one. Now, he took the opportunity to work on his conjuration skills and just created a new one whenever he needed to. Besides, he liked seeing the giant pile of ruined dummies as evidence of his magical practice.
After fifteen laps, Harry slowed his jog into a fast walk, and then into a normal walking pace. He let his heart rate come down naturally and grabbed his goblet of water off a nearby table and took a deep drink from it. As soon as he placed it back down on the table, it vanished and a newly filled one took its place.
“Thank you,” Harry called out to the air, hoping that whichever house-elf who had been helping him heard that.
Waving his wand, Harry cast a simple cleaning charm on himself. His body trembled as the charm rolled over him like a gust of wind, but he was thankful when the sweat and stench that had accumulated on him mostly vanished.
“Alright,” Harry sighed to himself, stowing his wand tiredly. “Time for a shower before I go find Astoria.” He was already running a little late from when they agreed to meet. Hopefully she wouldn’t be too upset with him.
Giving the room a final look over to make sure he hadn’t left anything behind, Harry started towards the door back out into the corridor. He opened it up and was promptly struck in the chest by a blasting curse.
All of the air was knocked from his lungs as his feet left the floor and he was thrown back into the classroom. Spittle flew out of his mouth as his back struck the smooth stonework of the wall behind him, and Harry collapsed onto the floor.
Draco Malfoy strode into the room with a big sneer on his lips and his wand pointed at Harry’s chest. “Pathetic, Potter,” he taunted Harry. “And to think that you of all people were named a Champion. Well, look at you now on the floor like—”
Draco cursed as Harry silently threw a stunner his way. Draco’s arm snapped upwards with unusual speed as he brought up a shield charm just in time to intercept Harry’s spell. The jet of red light exploded into sparks against the translucent shield.
Harry was still gasping for air as he struggled to his feet. His already aching body hurt so much more after the surprising blow, but he’d suffered enough physical pain in his life to know that he could push through it. The real difficulty was in finding his footing as Draco started raining down spells on him.
Jets of red, green, blue, violet, orange, and yellow light seemed to leave Draco’s wand like a flurry of blows. They came one after another with barely any time in between them. Harry did his best to block each strike, but he quickly realized that he was out of his depth. Draco had to have prepared this chain of spells in advance; there was no other reasonable explanation for how he managed to cast faster than even Harry could in his practices.
“You’re finished!” Draco shouted. “And when Astoria realizes just how pathetic you are, I’ll be there to show her what a real man is like.”
Harry’s anger flared at Draco’s words, but he couldn’t do anything as long as his shield was active and struggling to keep up with the spells—they were coming in too quickly and he was already exhausted from his training today. He could see cracks starting to form in his shield, and that was when he made the decision to leap aside.
Harry threw his body to the side and canceled his shield simultaneously. Bits of stonework exploded overhead as Draco’s spells crashed into the wall behind where Harry had been standing. The little sharp pebbles stung, but it was better than getting hit by any of Draco’s spells.
Harry landed hard on his shoulder and then rolled to dodge the immediate follow-up strikes from Draco. He was continuing on with the same spell chain, but Harry was pleased to see that Draco was struggling to maintain his accurate aim with Harry on the move.
Leaping to his feet, Harry snapped his wrist forward and launched a trio of stunning spells at Draco. They were evenly spaced out enough that Draco had no choice but to either throw himself to the floor or bring up his shield, and he chose the latter.
The second Draco’s shield sprang up, Harry charged towards him. As he closed the gap, Harry unleashed every weak spell he had in his repertoire—he had to carefully manage what little magical energy he had left. The spells bounced harmlessly against Draco’s shield, but by the time Draco was able to recognize the spells and see how weak Harry’s spells were, Harry was already upon him.
Dropping his wand to his side, Harry shouted as he lashed out with his fist. Draco wasn’t expecting the physical blow, and Harry’s punch caught him right on the jaw.
“Fuck!” Draco cried out as he was sent reeling back from the force of the blow.
“You bastard!” Harry angrily yelled as he tackled Draco. Despite the fact that Harry wasn’t the strongest or biggest guy around, he was still bigger than Draco was thanks to his training. Between that and the punch, Draco was unable to stay on his feet.
Draco hit the floor hard on his back, and it was satisfying for Harry to hear all of the air leave his lungs after the blow he’d hit Harry with earlier. Harry ended on top of him and lashed out with his fist again, but Draco jerked his head to the side. Harry’s fist connected with the stone floor and he gasped as pain flared out through his hand and up his arm.
As he was momentarily distracted by the pain, Harry wasn’t prepared for Draco’s swift kick to his gut. “I’m going to kick your ass and fuck your girl, Potter!” Draco roared.
Harry tumbled backwards off of Draco and readied his wand again. Draco raised his simultaneously and they both opened their mouths to cast what was likely to be their final spells.
Only, that didn’t happen.
A jet of red light came flying in out of nowhere and sent Draco flipping end over end until he crashed into the back wall. His wand slipped from his fingers as he crumpled to the floor in a dazed state.
Harry turned his wand towards where the spells had come from, only to instantly lower it when he saw Astoria in the doorway to the classroom. Her brown locks, which were normally pinned up, framed her face beautifully, contrasting sharply with the look of fury on her face as she stepped into the room.
“What a pathetic insect,” Astoria spat. With a twist of her wand, thick ropes appeared around Draco’s body and tied his arms and legs together. Then, he was hoisted up into the air and hung from the wall like a painting.
“Astoria!” Harry exclaimed as he got to his feet, surprised to see his girlfriend. “What are you doing here?”
“Looking for you,” Astoria answered. She was looking Harry up and down for any sign of injury, but didn’t find anything of note. “I was roaming the halls when I found Daphne lingering outside.”
At her name being mentioned, Astoria’s sister, Daphne, stepped into the room with a mask of pure indifference on her face. She had her blond hair done up in a ponytail. She barely gave Harry a passing glance as she closed the door behind her.
Draco seemed to finally be recovering from the unexpected blow. He stirred, only realizing he was bound when he tried to move his arms and legs. Lucidity filled his eyes as his gaze settled on the two new people in the room. “What the fuck are you doing?” He demanded, but Harry couldn’t tell if he was looking at Astoria or Daphne when he spoke. “I—”
“Shut up,” Astoria interrupted him and walked over to Harry. She gave a quick wave of her wand and fixed a cut on his cheek that Harry hadn’t even realized that he had. “I’m glad that you’re safe,” she said softly.
Draco gave a snort of derision. “He can’t even fight his own battles. I don’t know what you see in him when there’s better men available.”
“Honestly,” Astoria sneered, glancing back at Draco for a second. “Do you think I’d ever have sex with you? Not only are you nothing compared to Harry, you’re positively repulsive. If it wasn’t for your family’s name, no one would care about you. The only reason Pansy even hangs around you is because she wants what your family has to offer, not you.”
“Tough words from a witch who spreads her legs for Potter,” Draco snapped back, tugging at his bonds and flailing helplessly with his legs. “You’re just after his fame!”
“I couldn’t care less about his fame,” Astoria retorted. “I’m intelligent enough to value people based on who they are rather than what they represent. You’re a cretin, and Harry is a wonderful man.”
Harry felt pride swell in his chest at Astoria’s words. He knew how much she cared for him, but it was still nice to hear it out loud.
“Like hell he is!” Draco shouted, still fighting. “Fuck, Daphne, let me out of these ropes!”
Harry and Astoria both looked over to Daphne. She was still standing by the closed door, looking simultaneously uncertain in her place here and uncomfortable at the looks Harry and Astoria were giving her, but she didn’t need to deliberate on Draco’s words. “No,” she replied. “You messed up, and now you can reap the consequences.”
“But you—” Draco started to shout, but his words were cut off as Daphne flicked her wand forward and sealed his lips shut. His eyes widened and he strained his jaw to open his mouth, but he couldn’t. Still, the angry rumblings coming from his throat were loud enough for everyone to hear.
Astoria faced away from Draco and Daphne and placed a hand on Harry’s chest. Her sweet, tender smile brought a smile of his own onto his lips. “I love you,” she murmured softly.
“I love you too,” Harry replied, leaning down to kiss her.
Their lips met and it was like an explosion of passion went off inside of Harry’s body. He couldn’t get enough of Astoria’s tender lips against his and the way she pushed back against his. The taste of her strawberry lip gloss lingered on his lips as their lips parted.
Astoria’s hand trailed down Harry’s torso to his crotch. He raised an eyebrow at her, but she gave a barely perceptible shake of her head to tell him it was fine. “There’s no other man that can replace you in my life, Harry, regardless of what some may think.”
Harry’s lips curved upwards at the sound of Draco’s heels kicking the wall behind him.
“I want to show you just how much I love you,” Astoria continued.
Slowly, Astoria sunk down to her knees in front of Harry. His gaze was on her every move, watching the way her eyes lingered on his and how she licked her lips in anticipation for what was to come. As her knees hit the floor, she nuzzled her cheek against his crotch, and Harry felt his cock stir.
“A real man dedicates himself to become a better man for his partner,” Astoria commented. Her voice was loud enough that both Draco and Daphne heard her clearly. The clinking of his belt punctuated her words as her nimble fingers worked. “And his partner dedicates herself to become a better woman for her partner. It’s up to both of them to lift each other up.”
“It is,” Harry agreed. He glanced up and saw Draco staring at them with hate-filled eyes. Daphne was watching carefully too, and Harry was reminded of when he had caught her spying on him and Astoria having sex in the Prefect’s Bathroom.
“You’ve been working so hard lately,” Astoria said as she dropped Harry’s belt to the floor. She quickly undid the buttons holding his trousers together and hooked her fingers under the waistbands of his trousers and underwear. “A partner should reward their partner for such intense dedication.”
Harry wasn’t going to argue the point, not with Astoria’s lust-filled brown eyes staring up at him like this. He trembled with anticipation as she started to pull his clothes off.
As soon as his trousers and underwear were low enough, Harry’s cock sprang forward in front of Astoria’s face. His thick cock pulsed with need, and Astoria cooed delightfully at it.
“Look at this majestic thing,” she said as her hands came up to cup it. They looked so tiny in comparison to his cock. “This is what a real man should have, something big enough to really please a woman.”
Daphne’s lips parted slightly at the sight of Harry’s cock, but she snapped her mouth back shut the second she noticed Harry’s gaze on her.
Astoria rubbed her face against Harry’s cock, subtly letting her tongue flick out and just barely touch his shaft before retreating back inside of her mouth. Her face was flush with excitement, and her cheek felt warm against his cock.
“Yeah,” Astoria said dreamily as she grinned up at Harry. “A real man knows how to treat a girl with something this wonderful.”
She laid a trail of chaste kisses back up his shaft to the head of his cock. The spongy, red flesh twitched as her pouty lips held a kiss against him for longer than before. Then, her lips parted and she engulfed the entire head of his cock.
Astoria let out the most incredible sound of satisfaction around his cock like she had just taken a sweet treat into her mouth and was reveling in the mouth-watering flavour of it. Her tongue swirled around him, covering him with saliva.
It was always a treat to have Astoria’s hot, wet mouth around his cock. Harry couldn’t help but groan and lovingly touch her hair as she bobbed up and down a little, starting to take some of his shaft into her mouth. She had so much saliva in her mouth that she had to keep slurping to not let it accidentally spill out. She tightened up her lips around his shaft and sucked hard until her cheeks hollowed out.
Draco started to kick up a fuss again, but Astoria paid him no time. Daphne didn’t either; her entire focus was on her younger sister pleasuring Harry. Harry looked up at him though, and the rage and anguish on Draco’s face was truly satisfying. That bastard had attacked him, tried to humiliate him, and now he was the one being humiliated being stuck up on that wall.
“You’re so delicious,” Astoria moaned as she licked the head of Harry’s cock like a lollipop. “I love having your cock inside of me, but it needs to be properly worshiped first.”
Astoria wiggled her skirt-covered bum back and forth happily as she forced Harry’s cock into her mouth. She gargled around him as went further down his shaft until the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She sucked lewdly, making plenty of sloppy sounds as she moved her mouth back and forth a couple inches at a time.
Harry moaned as his hand tightened and he grabbed a fistful of Astoria’s hair. She had become truly incredible at sucking his cock, and it was hard not to cum immediately inside of her pretty mouth. His cock was twitching wildly, but he forced himself to hang on.
Astoria came up off of Harry’s cock, gasping for air. A thick strand of saliva connected her lips to his shaft, and she licked at it with a giggle. “It doesn’t want me to go. How could it when I can make it feel so good?” Astoria beamed up at Harry and opened her mouth wide for him and let her tongue dance around. “No other man could ever satisfy me after you, Harry, not with this magnificent cock of yours.”
“I guess I’m just a piece of meat to you,” Harry joked.
“Maybe,” Astoria replied teasingly, giving his cock a messy kiss. “I do love it when it feels like you’re going to tear me in two with this thing, but it takes a perfect man like you to know how to use it properly.”
Astoria swallowed Harry’s cock again, bobbing her head up and down the majority of his shaft. She took him deeper than before until his cock started to slide down into her throat. She had to close her eyes to focus on her work as spit started to drip out the corners of her mouth.
Harry moaned again and grabbed Astoria’s hand with his other hand too. He held either side of her head while his thumbs massaged her scalp as she sucked his cock. He wished she was naked so that he could see her perky tits bounce as she did and her ass sway back and forth, but there was something incredibly erotic too about getting a blowjob in front of Draco. Draco would never have Astoria like Harry had her, and he’d never be half the man that Harry was.
It was only a brief glance up, but Harry saw a look of indomitable lust in Daphne’s eyes. She had leaned her back against the wall beside the door and her thighs were pressed together and rubbing up and down ever so subtly. Her skirt was bunched up in her hands, revealing just a little bit of the creamy skin of her thighs. Daphne was biting her lip as she watched Astoria take Harry’s cock into her throat, and she was so entranced in the sight that she didn’t even seem to notice Harry looking at her.
Harry nearly jumped in surprise when he felt Astoria’s hand come up and cup his balls. She gently teased them between her fingers as she continued to deepthroat his cock. She was really giving it her best as she snaked her tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock and applied as much suction as she could.
Harry felt like he was holding on relatively well, but then Astoria started to hum. It was a neat trick she had discovered recently. Whenever his cock was in her throat and she tried to talk or hum or doing anything with her vocal apparatus, it’d send the most pleasurable, tingling vibrations through Harry’s cock. It was always an incredibly powerful sensation, and it took all Harry had not to drop to his knees.
Harry let Astoria know just how much he loved what she was doing by groaning loudly. His grip on her head tightened and he unconsciously pulled her head towards his crotch, stilling her in place with his cock down her throat. She stayed there, humming away merrily as she breathed through her nose.
“Fuck,” Harry grunted as he felt his toes start to curl up. “Astoria, I’m—”
He didn’t get to finish his words as his orgasm came faster than he expected. He cried out in pleasure as he felt his cock jump and fire a burst of cum directly into Astoria’s stomach. She was surprised too and started spluttering around his cock. She pulled her head back until just the head of Harry’s cock was in her mouth, but he kept cumming. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out and filled Astoria’s mouth. With his cock out of her throat, she managed to recover wonderfully and stroked him with her fists until the last drops were in her mouth.
Astoria pulled back and opened her mouth, showing off his thick pool of cum swirling around in her mouth before swallowing it all in a single gulp.
Before Harry could say or do anything, Astoria jumped to her feet happily and grabbed Harry’s hand. “Come on,” she said, tugging him along.
“To where?” Harry asked as he followed her towards the door while picking back up his trousers from around his knees. Daphne still had her back to the wall and her hands bunched up into fists as she grabbed her skirt. Her red cheeks and heavy breaths were obvious up close, and she didn’t back down from either Astoria or Harry’s looks.
“To somewhere you can fuck me properly,” Astoria answered, shooting a glance towards Draco. He looked thoroughly exhausted and furious at the same time as he glared at them from his position on the wall. “That wanker doesn’t deserve to see my gorgeous, naked body.”
Harry couldn’t disagree with that; Astoria truly was a beauty when she was moaning and squirming on his bed when he fucked her.
Astoria grabbed the door handle and paused as she looked over at Daphne. Her blond sister froze in place at Astoria’s stare. “You can come too, if you want,” Astoria told her. “You’d just spy on us anyways, I bet.”
If Daphne was surprised at being caught out about her voyeuristic activities, she didn’t show it. Instead, her gaze flickered between Astoria and Harry several times over as though she wasn’t sure if what Astoria had just proposed was a genuine offer or not.
Astoria shrugged after a moment of silence. “Come or not, I don’t really care. All I want right now is my boyfriend’s cock inside of my aching pussy.”
She threw open the door and strode off with Harry hot on her heels. As eager as he was to get going, he couldn’t help but listen intently for any footsteps trailing behind them.
Comments
Arctis_Shox
It was purposefully left ambiguous as it could be an interesting plot point in the future.
Robert
Draco a cowardly POS as always. Would be glad to see Harry retaliate magically. This made him seem much weaker than expected. Regardless of him being tired and being snuck up on. Also we’re Draco and Daphne working together? Kinda confused about that part
Kevin Thunder
That escalated quickly. Daphne must have had it bad.
