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The Hogwarts PlayWitch (Ch. 5 - Daphne Greengrass)
🕑 Added 2025-02-18 03:54:16 +0000 UTCDisclaimer: This story is set in a period of time after the war, where Harry and his friends return to Hogwarts to complete their studies. All featured characters are 18 years of age or older.
Harry was strolling along one of Hogwarts' many hallway late in the afternoon, enjoying the solitude of the castle's quieter hours. The third issue of PlayWitch had just launched that morning, and to say that the response was overwhelming would be an understatement. The demand for the magazine had increased tenfold, and Harry couldn't be more thrilled at the turn of events.
No longer were they struggling to find witches willing to grace the pages of PlayWitch. On the contrary, they were bombarded with requests from witches all around Hogwarts, each one eager to become a star in the wizarding world's hottest new magazine.
As he strolled along, he couldn't help but think of the possibilities that lay ahead for their magazine. With so many witches eager to participate, Harry could only imagine the scandalous and provocative shots that he could capture, and the fame and fortune that would come with it. And the more witches lining up for a share of the fame, the further he could push the boundaries, the more daring and risqué the shots would become.
Harry was stirred from his thoughts by the sound of footsteps echoing through the empty hallway. He turned to see Daphne Greengrass striding towards him, her face a mixture of fury and indignation. Her long blonde hair was flowing wildly behind her as she walked, her blue eyes flashing with anger.
"Greengrass?" Harry said, surprised. "What's wrong?"
Daphne came to a stop in front of Harry, her breath coming in quick gasps, her delightful chest heaving up and down in her tight blouse. She held up the latest issue of PlayWitch, her eyes flashing with anger. "What is the meaning of this, Potter?" she demanded, shaking the magazine in his face.
Harry chuckled, his eyes scanning the cover of the magazine. Katie's face was plastered on the front, her lips wrapped around his thick, hard cock, her eyes looking up at the camera with a loving smile.
"Oh, come on, Greengrass," Harry said, laughing. "You can't tell me you're not impressed. Katie's a natural, and the things she can do with her tongue..."
Harry's voice trailed off, and he shook his head, a sly grin spreading across his face. "You're not jealous, are you?"
A deep blush stained Daphne's cheeks, and she glared at Harry, her eyes narrowing. "Jealous!? Me?? Of course not! She's not even that pretty!" she huffed.
Harry burst out laughing. "Sure, Greengrass, sure. And the fact that she's the most popular witch in Hogwarts right now has nothing to do with it."
Daphne's face flushed again, and she crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her already impressive cleavage up even further, her eyes blazing with anger. "It's not fair, Potter! I was the first one to feature in your magazine, and I'm the prettiest one in this whole castle! I should be the one getting all the attention, not that hussy, Bell!"
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, Greengrass, I'm afraid popularity is a fickle thing. If you want to keep your place as the most popular witch in Hogwarts, you're going to have to work for it. And right now, Katie's doing a great job."
"Bell is only lucky that she looks better plastered with your cum than she does without!" Daphne grumbled, her face twisted into a pout.
"She does look good like that, doesn't she?" Harry agreed, smirking. "Maybe you should try it yourself. I'm sure our readers would love to see that."
Harry's words were met with a deep blush spreading across Daphne's face, and her eyes flicked away from Harry's, a guilty look on her face.
"That's not what I meant!" she stammered. "I meant—I meant that I'm not like your whore friends, willing to slobber all over your cock and take a face-full of cum for a bit of gold!"
Harry's smirk faded, and he took a step closer to Daphne, his eyes locked on hers. "Come on, Greengrass. Don't be like that. You know as well as I do that PlayWitch is a business, and business is booming. Besides, I approached you first, remember? When I asked you if you wanted to take things to new heights, you said were content with the gold you received from the first issue. So I didn't push you. And unlike you, Katie and Ginny jumped at the opportunity. They knew how to grab the chance to make a name for themselves."
Daphne's eyes flicked away, and she bit her lower lip. "Yes, I remember," she muttered, stubbornly. "But I never expected the magazine to be so popular. I thought you would come crawling back to me, begging me for another feature after the other witches failed to match up to me!"
Harry listened to Daphne, his mind racing. He was aware that the Slytherin witch was fiercely competitive, and it looked like her ego was bruised from being knocked off the top spot. And while he had no intention of catering to her every whims when he had countless other witches lining up, desperate to do anything for a chance at fame, he couldn't deny the potential that Daphne had. She was, after all, the first most beautiful witch in the castle. And that was exactly why he had been so eager to have her be the first feature in PlayWitch.
"I guess I never expected anyone to be crazy enough to strip down naked, play with their pussies and munch on your cock just for a bit of gold," Daphne grumbled.
Harry chuckled, shaking his head. "And you, Greengrass. How crazy are you for another feature? The list of witches who want to be in PlayWitch is long, and I'm not just going to hand it to you because of your pretty face."
At the mention of another feature, Daphne's eyes suddenly became sultry, and she took a step closer to Harry, pressing her curvy body against his, her voice whispering in his ear. "What if I told you I was willing to do anything, Potter? Anything at all?"
Harry's eyes flicked to Daphne's lips, and he licked his own, his eyes darkening with lust. "Anything?" he asked, practically growling.
Daphne nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Anything," she repeated, her voice a breathy whisper that made his cock throb aggressively in his trousers.
Harry's eyes flicked to the magazine, which lay open on the floor at their feet. It showed a full-page spread of Katie, on her knees before him, with his massive cock thrusting down her throat like a battering ram. He had a fist full of her brown hair as she choked and gagged on his cock, face-fucking her with his massive member like she was little more than a disposable cum-dumpster.
Daphne's eyes followed Harry's, and she swallowed hard, her eyes flicking between the image of Katie and Harry's eyes. "I'll do it, Potter," she murmured, her voice trembling with excitement. "I'll strip naked; bare my perfect body before the entire castle! I'll play with my pussy, moaning your name as you thrust your fat cock between my tits, and I'll swallow every inch of you as you face-fuck me like you did with that hussy, Bell! And when you're done with my throat, and I'll let you paint the prettiest face in the school with your stupid cum!"
Harry's heart raced as he listened to Daphne's words. She was practically begging for it, and he couldn't deny that her words had lit a fire in his heart. And when she squeezed his cock through his trousers, he couldn't help but groan with desire.
"I'll do anything, Potter! Just please... just please give me another feature!" Daphne begged, her eyes pleading as she went up on her tiptoes and pushed her chest against his, her large breasts making a bid for freedom up her tight blouse as they met his broad, muscular chest. She gave him the sweetest kiss on the cheek, her lips lingering long enough to leave a red lipstick imprint of her plush, full lips on his skin.
Harry couldn't help himself. He reached up, squeezing one of Daphne's perfect tits through her blouse, feeling its firm, perfect shape in his hand as she ground against him, his cock throbbing with desire. "Anything, huh?" Harry growled in Daphne's ear. "Even if that means you'll have to let me stick my cock into your dripping-wet pussy?"
Daphne blushed, and she couldn't quite meet Harry's gaze, her eyes flicking away. "I—I wanted to save myself for marriage," she mumbled quietly.
"That's too bad, Greengrass," Harry said, shaking his head. He took a step back, distancing himself from the clingy Slytherin witch, his hand reluctantly leaving her breast. "Because I'm not sure you're the right fit for PlayWitch."
Daphne's face fell, and she looked at Harry with wide, pleading eyes. "What?!" she gasped, incredulous. "But Potter, I—I'm the prettiest one here! I'm the one you approached first! You can't just... just drop me like this!"
Harry bent down, scooping up the magazine from the ground. He flipped it over, showing Daphne the backside of the magazine, where the ad for the next feature was displayed.
"Look, Greengrass," Harry said, pointing at the ad. "This is what I'm looking for in a witch for the next feature. I want someone who is willing to go all the way. And if that's not you, then that's fine. I'm not going to push you. As I said earlier, we already have a long list of witches who have signed up after seeing the success of the first three."
Daphne stared at the ad, her face flushing with shame. "I—I see," she muttered, looking down at the ground.
Harry reached out, squeezing Daphne's shoulder comfortingly. "Look, Greengrass, I'm not trying to hurt you," he said, softer now. "I just think that if you want to be a part of PlayWitch, you need to be willing to step outside your comfort zone. And that means you need to be willing to do things that might be a bit... uncomfortable for you."
It hurt to let her down like this. Daphne truly was the prettiest witch in the castle, and Harry couldn't deny that he wanted her back in PlayWitch as much as she did. But he couldn't compromise on his standards, and he couldn't force Daphne into doing something she didn't want to do.
Daphne's face was twisted into a pout, but after a few moments of silence, she looked up at Harry, a determined look on her face.
"Fine! Whatever..." she huffed, her face flushing with shame at what she was about to say. "I'll do it!"
"Will you?" Harry asked, the excitement rising in his chest.
Daphne nodded, her face flushing deeper. "Yes, I'll do it," she repeated, her voice gaining some confidence. "I'll stuff my dripping pussy with your freakishly large cock! I'll let you have your way with me until I'm just a moaning, squirming mess leaking your cum all over the place! I don't care what it takes, Potter. But by Monday morning, I better be the talk of the castle!"
Disclaimer: This story is set in a period of time after the war, where Harry and his friends return to Hogwarts to complete their studies. All featured characters are 18 years of age or older.
Comments
Shammy2618
Please post chapter 4 of this series. Would love to see the Katie scenes.
VeelaTrouble
Not long until Hermione makes her feature!
VeelaTrouble
Chapter 6 is out now, apologies!
Jonathean Buck Master
Is there more to this chapter or do I have to wait until chapter 6 ??
Lenni.LZ14
Could you Feature Hermione in it and please let her get fucked Anal
