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Sorcery and Seduction Chapter 8
🕑 Added 2024-10-19 18:16:44 +0000 UTC“Now I think it’s time we pick a name.” Hermoine began from her spot at the front, a large piece of parchment in front of her as she wrote on it with a quill. She looked up, her eyes scanning the room questioningly. “Any ideas?”
“Maybe something like the ‘Defense League’?” suggested Dean Thomas from the back, his voice barely carrying over the chatter.
“That sounds like a Quidditch team.” Seamus muttered, earning a few laughs from the Gryffindors nearby.
Cho Chang, seated near the front, raised her hand thoughtfully. “We should make sure it’s something that won’t immediately make Umbridge suspicious if she hears about it.”
“That’s exactly it.” Hermione agreed with a nod, scanning the room. “We need something subtle. Something that won’t scream we’re rebelling but still captures what we’re doing.”
Neville nodded, his voice quiet but his cheeks red. “It’s got to be about defense, though. That’s why we’re here.”
A few students murmured in agreement, but the room fell silent for a moment as people thought it over.
“I still think we should call it something that lets people know we’re serious.” Ron added. “We’re not just messing around, we’re preparing to fight back.”
Zacharias Smith rolled his eyes. “Fight back against what, Weasley? We’re just learning defense, not starting a revolution.”
Ron bristled, and Harry noticed Daphne roll her eyes from across the table. I should probably tone things down.
“We’re not here to fight anyone.” Harry said, his voice calm but firm. “But we are here because we need to learn how to defend ourselves and to pass our OWL exams. That’s the point. We’re not getting that in Umbridge’s class.”
The room buzzed with murmurs of agreement. It was clear everyone was fed up with the Ministry’s interference, but the risk of outright rebellion was too great to speak of openly.
“So, what do we call ourselves then?” Parvati Patil asked, leaning forward on her elbows. “Something with defense? definitely. That’s the whole point.”
Several heads nodded, and Harry could see they were all waiting for someone to come to an eventual decision on what to do. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to think up an answer as he sat there. He didn’t want anything too bold or obvious, and certainly nothing that would land them in more trouble if Umbridge found out.
“Dumbledore’s Army” had been tossed around some, mostly as a joke, but even Hermione had agreed it was too risky. Using Dumbledore’s name would draw way too much attention, and besides, they didn’t want to make it seem like they were rallying under the headmaster’s banner.
But Harry liked the idea of something subtle—something that wouldn’t give them away if they talked about it in public.
“What if we stuck with the initials D.A.?” Harry suggested, his voice cutting through the low buzz of conversation. “But we call it something different. Something that doesn’t immediately scream rebellion but still gets the point across.”
Hermione looked thoughtful. “Like what?”
Harry hesitated for a moment, then shrugged. “I don’t know… something like Defense Administration. It’s vague enough that if Umbridge or someone else hears about it, it won’t sound too suspicious.”
Ron blinked. “Defense Administration? Sounds like a boring Ministry department.”
“That’s the point,” Harry said with a grin. “It’s boring on purpose. No one would suspect it’s a group of students learning how to fight back.”
The room was quiet for a moment as the others mulled it over. Slowly, heads began to nod.
“I like it.” Neville said, his voice firm. “It sounds official, but not dangerous.”
Tracey Davis, who had been sitting quietly near him, chimed in, looking amused. “It’s clever, people hear Defense Administration, and they think we’re filing paperwork or something.”
Seamus snickered. “Yeah, it’s so dull, even Umbridge wouldn’t look twice.”
Hestia Carrow, sitting beside him, grinned. “And we still get to call ourselves the D.A., that’s what matters.”
Hermione smiled, clearly pleased that the group had reached a decision as she wrong on her parchment. “It’s subtle, but it’s perfect. Now I’d like for everyone to line up and write their name down here so we know who agreed to sign up.”
The rumbling of chairs sounded as everyone got up and formed a line through the pub. Harry followed, standing behind the Carrow twins and Tracey. He was towards the back of the pub, being close to last in line, knowing that it didn’t really matter if he put his name down or not.
Daphne suddenly grabbed him when no one was looking, pulling him close and whispered in his ear. “Do you want to have sex with Susan Bones?”
“What?” Harry asked, wondering if he misheard her.
“Susan Bones.” Daphne repeated, staring at him. “Would you like to fuck her?”
A million jumbled thoughts ran through his mind, all surrounding the strange situation he found himself in. Susan Bones. The busty redhead that so many boys lusted after, and apparently he was being asked if he would have sex with her.
In the end, the answer was simple. “Yes.”
“Good.” Daphne preened, looking satisfied. “After the meeting has ended, head down the road to the inn up the hill from here, and you’ll find us waiting in the best room they have.”
She went off to stand in line, while he simply stood like an idiot and processed what just happened. Finally he shook his reservations off, and soon realized that the line had moved and he was standing in the middle of the pub like an idiot.
“Harry?”
A familiar voice got his attention from the side, and he turned to face Cho Chang as she timidly approached him.
“I need to speak to you.” She said, glancing at the group on the other side of the pub. “Please.”
“Now isn’t the best time.” Harry answered, knowing Susan was waiting for him. I’m going to fuck Susan Bones!
Cho instead grabbed him, pulling him by his arm into a nearby storage room in the pub. She locked the door behind them, before turning around in order to stare at him strangely. “I need to speak to you.”
“What is it?” He asked.
“It-It’s that Greengrass girl, is she-” She began, but Harry moved as she spoke.
He knew what she was doing, that she was trying to get to away from Daphne. It was something a few girls had already tried to do, and the lasting thing he wanted was to listen to Cho as she told him to stay away from Daphne.
“W-Wait!” She panicked as he began leaving. “I want to be with you!”
That stopped him in his tracks. “What?”
“I want to be with you!” Cho exclaimed. “I shouldn’t have gone to the ball with Cedric, and I should have gone with you! I want to be with you, for you to love me and us to be together!”
He had always viewed Cho Chang as beautiful, being tall with a fit body, with the best feature being her big, perky, fit arse. The Asian girl had small breasts, or at least small in comparison to what he was used to, being a bit smaller than a handful. But it was the mature, exotic look of the Asian girl that attracted him to her.
He had watched her too many times in the Great Hall, and been distracted by her beauty during quidditch matches a handful of times as well. That was why he had asked her to the ball last year, something she declined and was clearly regretful over. And now he had the chance to be with her again, but Harry didn’t want to leave Daphne as it seemed she was suggesting.
“I’m not leaving Daphne.” Harry said, getting ready to leave the storage room. “If that’s what you want, you can forget it.”
“P-Please!” She begged. “I’ll do anything! I’ll show you my tits and suck your dick! I’ll even be your whore if you let me be with you! I-I don’t mind sharing you if that’s what it takes!”
If she agrees to share me, then perhaps she can join my coven? A sudden dark change seemed to go through Harry at that moment, one that made him stand taller and made Cho Chang gulp. He approached her in that storage room, getting close enough she could feel his breath against her face.
The next words were a question, but almost sounded like a demand. “You’ll be fine with sharing me?”
Cho swallowed thickly. “Y-Yes.”
“Then turn around and bend over.”
Cho shivered at his command, wondering just how Harry Potter became so dominant. She followed his orders, turning around and facing away from him, before bending over a large wooden barrel of butterbeer. Her arse was out and facing him, with only the back skirt she wore concealing it. It was a nice fit arse, formed from years of Quidditch, and made up of two perfectly round fit cheeks that stuck out like a shelf.
And Harry rested two rough, coarse hands on those cheeks, gripping her arse tightly. Cho breathed heavily at his touch. Is he going to fuck me?
She imagined Harry pounding her in that storage room, ripping off her skirt as he pummeled the shit out of her with his beefy cock. Her eyes widened, and she felt a pool of arousal leave her core. She was a squirter, and it squirted back and on to Harry’s clothes.
“You got my trousers dirty, whore.”
The rebuke was brutal, and Cho gasped. She wasn’t mad, quite the opposite, as she loved how he degraded her. “S-Sorry!”
Harry moved then, and she felt his tight grip as he squeezed her cheeks. And then she felt his breath against her sex, and then wetness, as his tongue touched and then entered her core.
“S-Soo good~” Cho moaned, breathing and panting heavily as he ate her out. She had not expected him to do that, and felt her admiration of Harry grow because of how he treated her. It said a lot that he didn’t make her suck his dick immediately, even though she wanted to, and instead prioritized her own pleasure first.
His tongue was better than anything Cho had ever felt, so good that it-
HISSS
“AAAAGGGHHH!” Cho hollared, screaming in pure ecstasy.
Her core was on fire, her cervix a raging inferno as her labia quivered in pure pleasure. She could feel herself wetter than ever, squirting like a firehose as she came and came. All the while Harry enjoyed himself, lapping up her arousal and swallowing it like some conquerer. And he had conquered her so damn easily.
“SSHHIIITTT!” Cho breathed harshly as she desperately tried to recover. Her legs were shaking under her, her eyes fluttering, as her poor pussy still felt like it was on fire. “W-What was that?”
“Parseltongue.” Harry answered simply. “I have to get going now. See you later, Cho.”
“O-Ok.” Cho replied awkwardly, still haphazardly knelt over that wooden barrel for support. In truth she expected their session to last longer in that room, and for him to even fuck her. But in reality she was at her limit, her body feeling overstimulated by him. Perhaps it’s good that we stop here, I don’t think I can take much more. “W-Well do this again, H-Harry.”
He nodded and left, leaving the Asian Ravenclaw to clean up her mess.
-
“Are you ready for this?” The blonde Slytherin whispered in her ear. “Are you ready for Harry to take you?”
They were in one of the more luxurious inns within Hogsmeade, having reserved the best room on the top floor for their rendezvous. A large room with an ornate carpet, fireplace, and a view over the village that came with it, along with the huge bed Susan and Daphne Greengrass sat on.
The beautiful blonde held her buxom form, groping one of Susan’s large tits and giving it a squeeze, prompting a pitiful gasp from her.
“Y-Yes!” Susan squeaked.
“Good.” Greengrass stated. “He’ll be here soon.”
As if on queue, the door to their room opened, and a male form with glowing green eyes entered. Susan met those green eyes with her own, and found herself enraptured in Harry Potter’s gaze.
It was probably Harry’s most attractive attribute, being the beautiful pair of emerald green eyes that almost seemed to glow. Most girls liked them because of how pretty they were, almost like two glistening emeralds that belonged in a high-class wizarding family. Others said Harry’s gaze was powerful and commanding, and that his gaze seemed to glow with power.
Susan agreed with the latter, as Potter seemed to freeze her entire body with his stare alone. It was as if he was a powerful wizard (which he was), so powerful that his magic alone made his eyes glow with sheer power. It added to her own feelings about Harry, and the ways she wanted him to have power over her.
He moved across the room and towards them, letting his coat fall off his back and onto the floor. Each stride he made caused her anticipation to rise, and each footfall made her heart race.
Harry’s eyes examined her, as if checking for any imperfections, before looking to Greengrass. “Is she ready?”
Daphne bit her lip at his question. “Yes, sir.”
“Good.” Harry stated, but his voice sounded more like a growl to her ears. It made her wet, and if anything made her want to be even more submissive.
He moved in even closer, examining her even closer, and Susan knew what was about to happen. She examined Harry’s own features then, admiring how handsome he was, as well as the strange white spot next to his nose…
“Hey, um… what is that next to your nose?” Susan asked hesitantly.
He wiped his nose, and stared at the strange liquid he wiped off his face. “Oh, it’s Cho.”
The world seemed to stop in that moment, and even Greengrass seemed surprised. She imagined the things Harry did to Cho while sitting there in shock, likely having reduced the girl to a moaning mess before making his way here. Was the Asian Ravenclaw reduced to merely a drop of cum?
C-Could Harry not make it here without release? She imagined Potter taking Cho Chang aside and absolute destroying the poor girl as he made his way across the village. Harry must have an insane limbo to need sex so frequently, and it was as exhilarating a thought as it was terrifying.
“C-Cho?!” Susan squeaked.
“Yes.” Harry nodded, as if talking about the weather. “We had some fun before I came here, but how about you get on your knees for now.”
She bit her lip at his command, moving off the bed and getting on her knees as if his very words were laced with magic. He didn’t even yell or anything, but he was just that dominant in the bedroom.
Susan sat like the proper pureblood lady she had been raised to be, hands on her lap and shoulders square as Potter unzipped his trousers. Everything onwards from there rendered her speechless, her mouth agape and eyes wide as she stared at the sight in front of her.
His massive cock erupted from his trousers, springing up towards the sky before being falling down and leveling under its own weight. Susan was sure it was longer than a foot, and as thick as Harry’s biceps. An angry red head sat at the front of it like a battering ram, staring her down as she struggled not to panic at his sheer size.
There’s no way that will fit inside of me! Susan internally cried out, feeling hot at the thought of Harry forcefully pushing that thing into her. H-How can a cock be this big?
“He’s big, isn’t he, Susan?” Greengrass asked from the side, as she continued to stare at Harry’s shaft as if in a trance. “Are you ready to take it?”
“No.” Harry said, but his voice sounded like a deep rumble to her, sending vibrations through her body and straight to her core. “We’re not going that far today.”
Susan couldn’t help but internally sigh at that, feeling relieved that she wouldn’t have to have sex with such a big cock just yet. But she also felt dissapointed, did Harry not want her?
“I see.” Greengrass smirked from the side. “A blowjob to start off? Susan will be your good little Gluck Gluck Girl? Isn’t that right?”
Susan blushed at her crassness, never imagining Greengrass would ever say something so lewd.
Harry snorted, his large hand wrapping around his shaft yet his fingers being unable to wrap all the way around it. Susan couldn’t help but fell a small amount of wetness leak from her core at the sight.
“We’ll be doing something else today.” Harry stated. “Susan, all you have to do is not cum.”
“W-What?”
“You heard me.” Harry said simply. “Just don’t cum.”
She was already hot and bothered, and was sure that just the head of Harry’s huge shaft would give her the best orgasm of her life. His strange command made sense when his hand ran up and down his cock, giving it a huge jerk, and she bit her lip at the sight.
He was going to make her cum only by jerking himself off.
His hand moved passionately up and down the massive dong, each jerk making it quiver and jerk as it seemed to grow in size. Even worse, Susan could feel her own core heating up in rhythm with his movements.
“D-Do you want me to help?” Greengrass asked from the side, staring at the sight as if enraptured. Susan couldn’t blame her, as she struggled to look away too.
“No.” Harry let out a groan of pleasure in tandem with his movements. “I just want you to watch as I cover Susan in my huge load.”
Greengrass gasped from the side, and Susan inhaled sharply as she felt a sting of pleasure through her core. No! Harry said not to cum!
“F-Fuck!” Susan grit her teeth, sweating under the sheer pleasure she containing.
“Show me those big tits.” Potter’s ruthless command met her ears, and she instantly followed, nearly ripping her blouse as she exposed her bra-covered breasts.
Susan knew she had big tits, and that it was probably fuel for Harry’s masturbation. His hand seemingly pumped faster, as she went full red in the face in embarrassment. But all it did was make her even more horny, more hot, to the point her poor pussy felt like it was on fire.
She could do this. She could do this. She could do this. Susan mentally chanted, pacing her breathing as she refused to let her lust get the better of her. Just don’t cum!
And that was the moment when everything stopped. Harry’s hand stopped pumping his shaft, right as it jerked and seemingly grew even larger in size, and he came.
A huge, white liquid erupted from his shaft, covering her face in it’s entirety. The next one went lower, covering the top of her left breast, and the one after that landed on her hair.
Susan’s vision seemed to go white after that, and she couldn’t help it as she came as well.
Her body shook, her vision blurring as she felt the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced course through her body.
When it was all over she was a cum-covered mess, only being able to see after she wiped the cum off her eyelashes.
“You came, didn’t you?” Harry asked from his position over her. “I can see the wetness on your skirt.”
He was humiliating her, and she was loving it. “I-I did.”
“I think you need to be punished for your actions.” He stated darkly, and Susan felt herself get wet yet again.
“You should bugger her.” Greengrass snarked from the side, looking over her cum-covered body with interest. “Fuck her arse before you take her virginity.”
Harry’s eyes narrowed, as if considering the thought, and Susan somehow felt even more humiliated if that was possible. This is so much fun!
“No.” Harry decided after a while. “In fact, I’m not going to fuck you at all.”
“What?!” Susan felt horrified by his decision. “N-No! Please! I’ll do anything!”
“You’ll already do anything for me.” Potter stated, and she knew he was telling the truth. “Let’s let our relationship develop, and maybe I’ll wait till our wedding night to finally take you.”
His words were a greater punishment than anything Susan could have imagined, as she stared up at Harry Potter with newfound horror.
Comments
J T
Finally caught up with this fic! Great chapter and story!
DJOK DJOK
Thanks for the chapter
yan boul
Good chapter and poor Susan but I think Harry is testing it too!
