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Growth Spurt Chapter 38
🕑 Added 2025-02-07 03:59:51 +0000 UTCExams for the end of the first term were approaching fast, and you could feel it all over Hogwarts. It wouldn’t be too long before Christmas Holidays came around, and everyone was gearing up for the mad rush that would precede it.
Perhaps that was why, with tensions already running high, it was all boiling over tonight.
“You didn’t reserve the field!” screamed Katie Bell, her small body leaning forward while her hands were planted on her hips.
“I don’t have to!” Cho Chang yelled back, holding her broom in her right hand. “We always use it at this time! Everyone knows that!”
“That’s great for everyone, then!” Katie snapped. “But the fact is YOU didn’t reserve the field, so I did! This is our practice you’re interrupting!”
“Maybe you should have thought twice then!” Cho insisted.
“Maybe you should learn that the world doesn’t revolve around you!” shouted Katie.
“You aren’t even a captain!” Cho said. “Why are you the one that’s so upset?”
“Katie,” Harry said softly as she spun around toward him. “It’s fine.”
“He’s right,” Demelza Robins pleaded. “It’s fine. We’ll take a night off.”
Both teams were gathered around the girls, their gear on and their brooms in hand. To make everything even worse, it had started to rain. It was freezing, and Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that both teams were hoping THEIR representative would lose the argument.
“Don’t tell me you’re still into this—” Katie stopped, gesturing her hand vaguely in Cho’s direction, as if she couldn’t think of a word insulting enough to properly capture what she thought of Cho.
“Katie,” Harry said. “Drop it.”
His voice was as cold as the rain pouring down their backs. Katie sobered up somewhat.
“Fine.” She pushed directly past him. “They can have their stupid field… Practice their stupid plays… They’ll still lose!”
The Gryffindor team trailed after the short brunette. As they left, Cho’s voice stopped Harry.
“Harry…” she said.
He looked back.
“Ignore Katie,” he told her. “There’s nothing to it. You can practice. On the weekend… We’ll just have to beat you anyway.”
He said it without the same heat that Kate spat her proclamations with. Cho still looked concerned, or sad, or something like that. Harry just kept following his team. Cho had ignored him since their fight the year before about Marietta, the rat that gave up the D.A. to Umbridge. He was content to avoid her straight back. Some things he could abide… but betrayal wasn’t one of them, and even if Cho didn’t abandon them herself, defending the one who did didn’t leave any better a taste in Harry’s mouth.
By the time he reached the changing rooms, the others were showering already. He joined them, letting the warm water wash over his body, and sighed.
He paused for a moment to look down at his body. He’d fallen off a little bit with his running regime, but Quidditch practices were brutal and more than made up for it. His pecs had swelled out, while his abs only grew more defined. At Hogwarts, he had enough food to manage a healthy and balanced protein diet that wasn’t possible with the Dursleys. He felt great. He felt strong. He was the best version of himself he’d ever been, and it was helping him live out the best year of his life.
But maybe it was something about seeing Cho make that face…
It made him think of Cedric. That then made him think of the others, of Sirius and his parents, and everyone else that had already been lost.
He felt like he wasn’t doing enough. But he was a teenager. How could it just be on him to stop Voldemort?
The answer is: it wasn’t. But sometimes, he just felt like it was.
Harry heard footsteps splash in the water behind him.
He spun… But it was just Katie and Demelza. Completely naked. Harry watched their little breasts bounce in time with their steps. Katie was dragging Demelza, who had to hurry to keep up.
Katie still had a scowl on her face. When she got close to Percy, who was just watching them approach, she yanked Demelza’s arm, causing the girl to stumble forward and run into Harry’s chest.
“We’re blowing off steam,” she declared.
Harry looked down at Demelza, who looked slightly surprised, but who had also begun cuddling into his arms. “Did you agree to this?”
Demelza nodded as Katie said, “Just get your dick inside of her.”
The shower was still pumping water over their bodies. It trailed down Harry, turning his black hair slick and flat. His muscles glistened. Gulping, Demelza slid slowly down his body.
She trailed her hands along his muscles as she did. Partway down, she stuck out her tongue and glued her lips to him, slobbering on his abs as she sunk down to his crotch.
While she went lower, his cock rose up. By the time she was on her knees she had a full erection in her face. Demelza opened up her mouth, stretching her jaw to fit around Harry’s girthy length, and grabbed with her hands what her mouth couldn’t take on.
Harry felt her tongue run across him. She licked him from every angle possible, turning her head when needed. Using the water streaming down his body, she rubbed his shaft in different directions, turning her hands.
It was a good blowjob. It satisfied Harry. It did NOT satisfy Katie.
“Pathetic,” Katie declared.
She raised one of her small feet, planting it on the back of Demelza’s head. Without warning, she shoved the girl all the way down.
“Ulghk!” Demelza choked.
She panicked, feeling Harry sticking three quarters of the way down her throat, and began fighting her way back up. What she couldn’t see was that Katie was letting her push back. Katie’s foot pulled away, giving Demelza the sensation that she was getting free. Then, when Demelza had almost gotten her lips off of Harry, Katie slammed her straight back down.
“I bet you didn’t want to practice,” Katie said. “I bet you were cold because of the rain. No fighting spirit!”
“Ulghk! Ulghk! Ulghk!”
“Chasers these days! If it was Angelina, she would’ve been there at my side screaming at Cho! AND she would’ve deepthroated Harry without any help.”
Harry shuddered, imagining the older, recently graduated witch in Demelza’s position, slurping on his penis. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t imagined scenes like that before, alone in his four-poster bed after past Quidditch practices.
“This is embarrassing,” Katie said. “What’s wrong, Demelza? Is your throat sore?”
Demelza nodded rapidly… as much as she could, at least, with Harry’s dick speared through her mouth.”
“Fine. Veteran players really don’t get any help these days!”
Katie dropped onto her knees next to Demelza. Grabbing a big clump of the other girl’s hair, she yanked her back, causing Harry’s glistening knob to slid from her throat. Despite being slightly smaller than the other brunette chaser, Katie promptly took her place, diving all the way down Harry’s length in a single go.
Demelza gaped at her as she watched Katie bob fiercely. All that competitive spirit kept her from stopping even after she teared up, and the shower water quickly washed anything else away anyway.
Growling, Harry felt a fire awaken inside of him. He stepped forward, and at the same time grabbed Katie’s head with both hands.
With the shower water striking his lower back, he uncoiled his midsection and thrust inside Katie’s mouth as if it was her pussy.
“Hurk! Hurk! Hurk!” came from Katie’s throat as Harry fucked her face. But her eyes never lost their sharp competitive glint.
Like a true vice-captain, Katie was leading by example, inspiring the players left under her care. As she proved herself a more than able receptacle for Harry's rough thrusts, Demelza was motivated to join back in.
Since Harry’s penis was occupied, she crawled around behind him.
Harry felt her tongue poke at his back door. She used her tongue on his ass, gently and tentatively, only adding to the eroticism. Harry’s balls quickly tightened. Sensing he was close, he pulled out of Katie’s throat.
Using a grip on his shaft, he rubbed his glans across Katie’s forehead at the moment he came, painting her skin white as if he was using a paintbrush. From there, his cum quickly ran down her face in streams while Katie massaged the base of her jaw.
Demelza leaned around Harry’s hip to watch this happen, smiling eagerly. Harry turned around, cranking the metal handle and causing the shower to turn off.
“If we use any more hot water, McGonagall is going to kill us,” he said. “Let’s take this outside.”
LINE BREAK
“Ah! Ah! Ahhhh!” Demelza moaned.
The lockers rattled loudly as the chaser screamed her pleasure. Harry held her thick thighs from the bottom, thrusting into her and shoving her back into the metal. His dick slammed against her womb on each thrust, causing her to squeeze her arms around his neck. She was already warm and wet inside after multiple orgasms. Behind them, Katie lay flat on her stomach on one of the benches, dried cum scattered across her back.
Harry gave another strong thrust. His hands let go of Demelza’s legs as he planted his hands on the locker. Demelza’s weight slid down, while Harry kept his hips forward, leaving him deep inside of her. Her chin landed on his shoulder as she moaned and came again. At the very last second, Harry slid his hips back, pulling out of Demelza and spraying her stomach and breasts with his cum.
He held on to Demelza’s shoulders long enough to ease her down as she sank toward the floor. Then, while she sat dazed, he spun and crossed the room to Katie.
He laid his body on top of Katie’s, beginning to thrust into her from above. The tanned brunette moaned, her earlier fire having largely been extinguished.
“Feeling better?” Harry asked.
Katie groaned. “I just don’t want to lose.”
“I know you don’t. Neither do I. But remember…”
Harry thrusted down, clapping his hips against her fit bum. Katie moaned very loudly, her voice echoing around the room and out through the one open window.
“...you have me,” Harry said. “I’ll get the snitch no matter what. We’ll make Angelina and Oliver proud.” He stroked her back as he continued plowing into her. “And we’ll have fun doing it. So let’s not bully the younger chasers anymore, okay?”
“I’m alright,” Demelza groaned. “I can handle it.”
“That’s very kind of you,” Harry told her. “But it doesn’t change the fact that Katie needs to chill out.”
He felt two smaller hands wrap around his wrists, squeezing him tightly.
“I’ve got it,” Katie said. “I’ll do better. So please, Harry. Let me blow off some stress.”
Harry grinned. He sped up, his thrusts making the wooden bench beneath them creak. When Katie came a few seconds later, it was not her last orgasm for the night.
LINE BREAK
Harry whistled to himself as stepped out of the locker room, his robes back in place. He was going to have to take another shower once he got back to the common room. Oh well. A bit of warm water was a worthy sacrifice, for the kind of evening he just had.
Suddenly, Harry stopped. He wasn’t alone. He and the chasers must have gone at it for longer than he had realized. Cho Chang stood in front of him, sopping wet with an unreadable look on her face.
“Did you have a good practice?” Harry asked.
Cho nodded.
“That’s good. I’m glad somebody got to use the field tonight.”
“I heard what you said,” Cho said suddenly. “That you’ll catch the snitch no matter what. Do you think you can beat me just like that?”
“I was just trying to make Katie relax,” Harry said.
“But you believe it,” Cho said. “Don’t you?”
Harry paused. “Maybe.”
Cho marched forward, other steps squeaking because of the excessive amount of water on her body and permeating her robes.
“Let’s make a bed,” she said, her voice shaking slightly as she pointed a finger at Harry. “If I win, you go to Hogsmeade with me. If you win… I'll do one thing you ask.”
Harry realized, only now that they were this close together, that his increase in height had shot him far past Cho, requiring him to look down to meet her eyes.
“I thought you weren’t interested in me anymore,” he said.
“Do you agree? Cho demanded.
“Sure, Cho,” Harry said. “We’ll use this weekend’s game and decide things there.”
Cho turned away before he could see her expression, leaving quickly. Harry watched her go, a bit bemused, before finishing the walk to the castle. It was too chilly out for him to hesitate for long.
If Cho heard what he told Katie, then there was no way she hadn’t also heard what he and Katie had been up to. How long had she been listening? They hadn’t exactly been quiet.
Although, Harry supposed it really didn’t matter. He’d have to start thinking of dares for Cho to do.
When it came to the Golden Snitch, after all, he never lost.
Unless Ravenclaw had a Dementor in their back pocket.
