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Project Hieronymus Chapter 6 – Version B
🕑 Added 2023-02-12 03:24:11 +0000 UTCChapter 6
The morning after the accident – Hospital wing
The warm sun rays were already breaking in, giving the pleasing sensation despite the snow covering the ground outside, when Harry woke up. He moved each part of his body, feeling muscle soreness and recalling the unexpected events of the previous evening. Still looking up at the ceiling, the view of Angelina and her bouncing tits riding him madly to the edge appeared before his eyes. Harry smiled and run his hand along his morning boner that got aroused even more by his thoughts, squeezing and scratching his member a few times through the sheet.
*Ahem*
“Need a moment for yourself?” Girl’s voice might be heard from the neighboring bed.
A blow of cold hit his face, and run down, spreading across his whole body, reaching its peak at the bottom spine. Harry backed his hand panically and turned his head. Hermione was sitting at the edge of the bed, amused, with her legs crossed and her upper body leaning on them with her elbows.
“No!” Harry protested quickly, raising on his elbows, and reaching for his glasses from the bedside cabinet.
“How are you feeling? I managed to speak to Madam Pomfrey yesterday, despite the dozen of girls trying to sneak pass her, and she told me the details of your injury. You were truly unlucky, two broken bones in your knee, horrible accident,” she said with care in her voice.
“Not bad, and it was not an accident.”
Hermione snorted dismissively.
“Angelina told me her story too. You really believe that? You-Know-Who trying to hurt you at Hogwarts again? Using Crabbe?” She asked, stating each question with more and more doubt in her voice.
“Yeah, I’m afraid it’s somebody else this time.”
“Somebody else?”
“I’m not sure, but I suspect I will get visited by one of three people today. Listen carefully, I need your help, Hermione. How long before my leg is good to use?”
“Around a week, ‘Assuming that Mr. Potter will drink the ‘disgusting’ meds I spend the whole day preparing for him,’” Hermione said, imitating the head of the Hospital wing.
“Well, I need you to fix it before noon.”
Hermione couldn’t help not to laugh, a rare enough chuckle bounced off the walls, filling the room. Wiping her face from tears, she looked at Harry again, just then understanding it wasn't a joke.
“You can’t be serious.”
“Come on, I’m sure there is a spell that can speed up the process, and I refuse to believe that you don’t know it.”
“Knowledge and skill are two different things. Besides, why do you think Madam Pomfrey is treating you naturally, with meds? Healing magic is dreadfully difficult to perform, not to mention it’s usually a two-man job, and even then it’s not risk-free,” Hermione started to enumerate the obstacles like she was seeing some text from a book before her eyes. “And where would I even do it? Here? Under her nose? If she catches me I might get even expelled for that.”
“Don't worry, you will get excellent help and I will make sure Madam Pomfrey is away, please, it might be the matter of life and death for me, Hermione,” Harry said seriously.
Hermione frowned, and looked at him for a moment, trying to measure the seriousness of the situation, she knew asking questions was pointless. Finally, after a few moments of consideration, she sighed and agreed.
“Fine... But why it's always us who gets into trouble?” She groaned embittered.
Harry only smiled in answer.
“Thank you, Hermione. Do you have some paper and a quill?”
She just gave him a brief look, like he asked the silliest question in the world, before taking out a briefcase full of carefully sorted office equipment.
A few minutes later.
Finishing the note, Harry put the quill away and tapped the sheet of paper with his wand, just like he did with the previous 4. The card trembled for a moment and started folding quickly, forming a paper airplane. Once ready, it took off, joining the others in the air, circling over Hermione’s head.
“All should be ready, they will follow you until the door and fly to their addressee. I explained our plan there, so everyone should know what to do. Don’t worry,” Harry added after a moment, seeing Hermione’s concerned face. “You will do great, as always, I know it.”
The combination of the tone of his voice and that green glare Harry gave her, suddenly embraced the fire in her chest, melting her heart.
“T-thanks. See you at 10,” Hermione said as she stood up to leave, ineptly trying to hide her flushing face.
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9:58 AM – Hospital wing
“MADAM POMFREY!” Girl's yell might be heard, preceded by the loud smash sound of the double door being slammed open.
The Matron turned around vigorously, clearly being used to that kind of emergency.
“What's the matter, Mrs. Bell?”
“Please, come with me, there is something wrong with Lavender! We were trying to broom some potion, and when she tasted the decoction, she started to writhe in pain. Please, quickly!” Katie acted even more convincingly than with the gig with Harry, pulling the nurse by her sleeve through the door.
Literally seconds after Harry lost the track of their voices, Hermione hastily entered the room with some scrolls under her armpit and started unfolding them on the bed next to his. At the same time, Angelina appeared at the door, leaning against the frame and winking fondly at him.
“It's exactly ten! We never know if that trick with Brown will work. Where is that ‘excellent’ help you promised?!” Hermione asked annoyed, evidently jittery about that whole plan.
“Here,” a steel-cold voice cut the room from behind Angelina's back. The dark-skinned wizard instinctively jumped away and turned around, shocked somebody managed to sneak so closely. The shock evolved and got accompanied by Hermione's utter disbelief when the blond Slytherin Queen started to walk toward Harry's bed.
“What is she doing here!?” Hermione hissed silently, flabbergasted.
Daphne gave her a spiteful glare but didn't say a word, feeling Harry's heavy gaze.
“SHE is going to help us. You said it's difficult magic, here is the most talented student we can count on right now.”
Girls' eyesight met, and clashed for a moment like they were wrestling with their willpower.
“Come on, we don't have time for your stare contest, get down to business,” Angelina interrupted the brawl, stepping outside the room to guard it, and closed the door behind her.
“What stabilizing spells do you know?” Hermione asked, taking out her wand and uncovering Harry's cast from under the duvet.
“Any you need,” Daphne answered shortly, taking out her wand as well.
“‘Dispungo’ would be the best in that case, don't you think?”
“You're really trying to test me? Dispungo is an examining spell, I will use ‘Statera’, so quit it and tell me what exactly we're about to do,” Daphne snorted pridefully.
“His bones are already in the correct position, but I need to weld the cracked parts and strengthen them with magic connections, the most tricky is the patella...” Hermione started to explain, trying not to show her annoyance.
“But-”
“Yes, it will hurt like hell, and that's why you're here, I need you to make him stay still and dull his mind so he doesn't pass out,” she finished, not letting the Slytherin girl get into the word.
Not waiting for her response, Hermione slowly run the wand along the cast, cutting the surface, until the whole structure cracked open. She then carefully freed the leg, revealing more sensitive, slightly red skin.
“Ready?”
“Wait,” Daphnes said, charming out a thick piece of rubber bar and putting it in Harry's mouth. “Bite down hard, we don't want you to lose your precious tongue,” she said superficially casually, but Harry got the message. He smiled a bit and did as was told, looking her in the eyes.
The smile didn't last for long though, as he got hit with the stabilizing spells, his whole body felt stiff, and his mind went blurry.
“I'm starting Harry, try not to scream, I will get it done as quickly as possible,” Harry heard Hermione's voice like through the surface of the water.
Moments later a green light glowed and he felt like his knee would get put between a large vice and tightened to the limits. With every second the pain became more and more unbearable until Harry reached the point where he was gripping the gag so strongly that his teeth and gums ached. While he growled curses that kept soaking into the piece of rubber, the girls continued the hard work, hexing spell by spell. Harry was trying to figure out how much time have passed when all of the sudden he felt a dynamic sting like somebody would put a hot needle in his knee, which stopped the crushing pain.
A blissful relief emerged on Harry, allowing him to loosen his jaw grip and let the slimy rubber fall down on the floor, leaving wet stains on both the pillow and the sheet. After a few moments of heavy breathing, Harry felt the stiffness of his body and the cloudiness of his mind fade away. A minute later, he found enough strength to raise his head.
The blonde beauty was standing still, breathing slowly and deeply through her nose, supporting herself on the metallic bed frame. But Hermione was in a much worse state, her face was covered in sweat, and she was panting heavily, lying on the neighboring bed.
“'Mione?”
“I-I'm fffine,” Hermione answered with visible difficulty.
“No she's not, there were certain complications, she-” Daphne tried to explain.
“I said I was fine!” Hermione stopped her, rising rapidly to the sitting position. A stream of blood started to run down from her nose, reaching her lips and even contaminating her front tooth.
Daphne acted surprisingly quickly for someone with a reputation of a soulless bitch. Despite her own weakness, she jumped up to Hermione, swirling her wand. Harry felt a breeze of cold air running from the tip of it, where most of its force covered Hermione's nose.
“JOHNSON!” Slytherin girl shouted, and the dark-skinned witch immediately slammed the door open like she was just waiting for a sign. “Take her to your common room, if she's seen by a teacher in this state everything will come to light. Give her cold compresses for 20 minutes, and make her drink a lot of water. Go, now! I will give let the others know,” she almost commanded.
But seeing the state of her fellow friend Angelina didn't make any remarks, just did as was told.
Meanwhile, Harry being a passive spectator completely forgot about his leg, just when Gryffindor girls left, he looked at his now, uncovered leg. Seeing that, Daphne spoke.
“Don't worry, your Granger... girl did good, your leg should be like brand new,” she explained side-eyeing.
“Will she be okay?” He asked looking for reassurance while inspecting his left leg.
“A simple overuse of magic, you could've ended without a bone if not for her quick decision making you know,” Daphne said, standing in front of the side of his bed. “Come on, stand up.”
Still unsure of his condition, Harry delicately moved to the edge of the bed and started swinging the leg in the air. Seeing his hesitance, Daphne grabbed the top of his pajama and pulled him up, leaning backward with the whole weight of her body.
Caught off guard, Harry instinctively stood up on both of his legs and grabbed her back tightly, having her now in his arms. Daphne smiled with the right corner of her mouth and reduced their distance even more, catching Harry in a passionate kiss.
“Don't think I don't see why you got here, and why you're doing this,” Slytherin girl purred, backing her face, but maintaining eye contact.
“You better go, Pomfrey can get here any moment,” Harry said, smiling, and letting her go.
“Och, and tell Katie to schedule the meeting at 9 PM, she will know what it means,” he added as she turned around to the exit, and spank her bum softly.
“Just don't think I'm your messenger or anything, Sir,” she said turning her head and smiling boldly at his action for a moment before leaving.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The standing clock struck exactly noon when the silence of the room got interrupted by a distant tap of metal hitting the floor.
*TAP ... TAP ... TAP*
Each time the sound became louder and Harry knew exactly who the noise heralded. The guest was expected.
Harry only rose the newspaper higher, covering his face, pretending to read it when the sound reached the position of the double door. He ignored it all the way, even when the last tap of the stylish black cane ended with a metal covering hit the floor right against his bed.
*Ahem*
A male grunt might be heard, and just then Harry bent the upper part of the newspaper, looking drowsily at his visitor.
“Mr. Malfoy,” Harry welcomed him without any emotions.
“Mr. Potter,” Lucius responded with a slight hiss in his voice.
“Are you looking for someone?”
“So it happens I was visiting Mrs. Gantari in her office when I heard about the terrible accident that happened to Hogwart's wonderboy. Tragic. Truly tragic that even in this castle such unpleasant events might happen, under the watchful eye of the Headmaster,” Malfoy said cynically, looking for any reaction on Harry's face, seeing a lack of any, he continued.
“And there's this new school project, you must hate it and I don't blame you, each time something significant happens in the school you get hurt. So here's a piece of advice, why don't you stay low? Cure the leg, Mr. Potter, and assemble a nice Gryffindor team of your friends. Do you understand?”
“Och I understand just too well, Mr. Malfoy,” Harry replied neglectfully, looking around, finally having an eye for a jug of water standing on the table behind Malfoy.
Seeing that, Lucius smiled.
“Take my advice to heart and I think we can help each other out. Forget about the unfortunate past and our little differences, why lose time, fighting each other if we can gain so much cooperating?” He said eloquently.
At this moment Harry uncovered the quilt and with one, smooth move he jumped off the bed with his hands, using the mattress like a spring, and landing on both of his feet.
“Wha-, how did you-” Malfoy mumbled, struck dumb.
“Och please don't worry about me, I'm doing just fine,” Harry said, pouring himself a glass of water.
“But it's praiseworthy you care so much about me in these times, the revolution in the ministry must has been especially detrimental for you, I know you and the former Minister were close. And making new friends must be costly, especially since most of them don't want to be your friends. But don't worry, if Gringot turns you down, you can always turn to me for a favor.”
“Poterrr.” Malfoy hissed viciously. “You little-!” He barked, placing his other hand on the top of his cane, and slightly sliding out his hidden wand.
“Careful now, I'm not that little boy with one sock anymore,” Harry said determined, sliding his wand out of his sleeve.
“Meddlesome brat, just like your father, killing the potential of others just to bring him some splendor. Know that this is your last warning, Potter. Stay. Out. Of. My. Business,” Lucius threatened spitefully, but backed his wand into the cane, and with a swing of his black cloak he directed his steps to the exit, resuming the sounds of his tool.
‘Coward,’ Harry snorted seeing the back of the man far in the corridor.
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9 PM – One of the Hogwart's inner courtyards
When Harry entered the periphery of the quad he felt glad he spent the extra hour on binding silencing spells all over the invisibility cloak. Although the magic item was somehow dealing with the falling snow, not letting it create a snow coating all over it, the crackle of the snow on the ground would give away his position right away. He just hoped he didn't mix up any runes.
Peeking at his watch for Merlin knows which time, he cast his eyes around the area once again. The courtyard remained yet the same, lightened by the full moon rays reflecting from the white snow covering the ground. It was almost as bright as in the daylight in some parts. Just when his worries stacked up to the irrational state, he caught a movement at the counterpart of the peripheries.
Two figures were slowly wandering along the cloister windows. Harry smiled, trying to catch their faces, but unsuccessfully. Nevertheless, when the couple approached one of the four entrances of the square, he recognized the primary aspects, including the man's height. There were no doubts, Katie and Seamus were walking together toward the nice garden bower, surrounded in a great part by bushes, now painted with white cover.
Harry set off in and ducking position to the nearest entrance, with his cloak under his armpit. As he reached the arch doorway the two were already entering the building, and just when he unfolded his cloak, he heard a series of quick steps behind him. Before he could turn around, Lavender joined him, peeking over the lower part of the cloister window.
“Are they already in?” She asked excitedly.
“LAV? What are you doing here?”
“I got bored so I came for the show,” she answered, proud of herself.
“You can't be here, they will see you!”
“Not if I get in here,” she smiled childishly and grabbed the cloak from him, spreading it over them.
“Please please please,” she kept saying, hugging him under the covering.
“Fine,” Harry gave up. “But watch your steps, they can't hear us, but might still see our tracks on the snow. Take your wand out and mask them as we go, okay?”
Lavender nodded happily.
Harry stood up with her, and entered the yard, grabbing her hand and leading her to the place where the bushes were more widely separated. To be honest, Harry had to admit that with Brown the job was way easier, simply walking forward as she kept swinging her wand behind them and covering up their steps. Upon reaching the place, they stopped behind one of the wooden pillars of the bower, behind which the two were sitting on a bench running along the walls of the round building, and where dearly-smiling Katie was listening to the well-known Irish accent.
“And so, I had the magic quill in my hand from the very beginning!” Seamus said, apparently giving some punchline of a story.
“Hahaha, no way!” Katie laughed more than sympathetically. “It's good we went out, I needed this, there's so much happening in school lately.”
“True, have heard about yesterday's duel in Ravenclaw?”
“No, what happened?”
“Two guys fought over...”
As Harry was listening to the conversation, he felt Lavender's uneasy movement.
“Och move, I wanna hear it too,” she grumbled squeezing in front of Harry and leaning against the pillar.
Harry didn't understand how could she not hear them when they were literally less than a meter away, but moved a bit, letting her pass him. He understood what was happening when it was already too late.
As his busty friend leaned against the pillar, Harry was forced to lean along, burying his nose in her hair, and feeling her big bum pressing against his crotch.
“Heeey, what are you doing?” Lavender asked sweetly, feeling his rising bulge pressing against her chick.
“ME?! I'm not doing anything!”
“Merlin you're wild...” She purred, starting to slightly move and rub her bum on him. “Fine... you can play with me a bit.”
“When did I say THAT?!” Harry objected out loud, but couldn't help to sniff her hair more, they smelled... compelling.
“Och don't pretend like you don't want to shag me right now,” she purred the question, moving her ass tauntingly.
Before he realized it, his hands were already squeezing her breasts.
“Oooch... I thought you didn't say anything and wanted to hear the truth with your own ears,” Lavender giggled, standing on her toes and looking at Katie and Seamus still talking.
“After closer consideration, I think I can do both.”
“That's more like it, my Champion.”
Harry was getting more and more confident with each second, looking for touch with Lav's bare skin, he kept sending his hands all over her body, almost pinning her to the wooden pole directly behind which Katie was sitting. The temperature of the situation rose to the limits when Harry entwined her neck with one of his hands, choking her slightly, and unbuttoned her jeans with the other, sending his hand for the proper hunt.
“OooochHH... Harry...” Lavender moaned, feeling his fingers crawling under her pink underwear, caressing her shaved pubic mound, and finally reaching her hot folds.
At the same time, her lover's teeth got sank into her neck, licking and sucking on it. Feeling the burning need rising for him as well, he started to rub, and force his member against her pussy with hooking moves. Getting bombarded with tons of stimulus all over her body Lavender started panting and moaning desperately, like an addict in reach for her dope.
Although the cloak protected them from both sight and ear, it didn't stop the slight vibrations they were sending through the pole each time Harry pressed against his busty lover. And just as Harry was about to lose himself completely, dropping Lavender's pants and burying his dick as deep as he could, he heard a word that knocked him out of the trans.
“Yeah! And have you heard about this drama with Harry and Ginny? That's hot talk, everyone is talking about it,” Katie sweet-talked Seamus, clearly having him wrapped around her little finger already.
“Meh... Harry, it's always Harry in the center of attention, I'm glad Ron opened our eyes, egoistic prick,” Seamus said spitefully.
“Ron?” Katie asked, leaning closer, and placing her hand on his lap.
“Y-yes!” Seamus said flushing under her touch, almost jumping in excitement. – But he asked me not to tell anyone...
“Och come oneee... you wouldn't tell meee?” She asked lovingly.
“Ahhh... alright, alright. But promise me you won't tell anyone.”
“Promise!” Katie smiled, sticking out her tongue a bit and tapping his lap like a little girl that can't wait for her Christmas present.
“Well, it was Ron who learned about Ginny and Dean, no surprise, it's her brother. At first, I was shocked, both that Ginny cheated on Harry, and that Ron didn't tell him about it yet. So my first thought was to run to Harry and tell him everything about it, but Ron dissuaded me from that. He made me see the truth about that jerk, each time we helped him, the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore's army, and even the bloody fight at the ministry. We risked our lives and all he was doing was using us for his own splendor! And what he did to Ginny?! That one girl that praised him the first day?! That proved me in Ron's words for good,” Seamus almost shouted with hatred. “Sorry, I don't want to talk about it on our date.”
Katie opened her mouth to push the topic, but vainly.
“Listen... Katie. I know that tomorrow you're going to get picked by someone in the Project, and that's most likely won't be me... I let you down... You're a beautiful girl and someone will surely pick you, and even if not, the chances of me getting you in the random assignment are unreal,” Seamus did a short pause, gathering his courage inside of him.
“I love you Katie, and even if we can't be together, let's spend today's night together, spend it with someone who really care about you before...” He spat out the whole sentence emotionally, leaning his face closer to her.
“Hey, umm, I don't think I'm ready... I'm really sorry Seamus, but I'm not looking to see anybody now,” she said backing entirely from him.
“No- Ugh, you have nothing to be sorry for,” He said with a weak voice, and glassy eyes. “I'm sorry, I just wish there was something I could do... I think I should go before I cry in front of a girl,” he continued, sniffing and standing up quickly.
“Listen... Seamus, I don't know if I should say that but I'm really sorry,” Katie said, stopping him in the doorway of the bower.
“It's not your fault,” he said, trying to hide his face, and left, quickly wandering through the courtyard.
Katie stood up, keeping her compassionate face, and walked Seamus with her eyes. Just when she lost him from her eyesight she dropped the act and took out her wand.
“Could you two stop for even a moment!? Wing-GAR-dee-um leh-vee-OH-sa,” she incarnated, making a long, wavy move with her wand.
The two, along with the cloak, flew over the wooden barrier of the bower, the witch didn't care for their soft landing though. And so Harry landed on his back in the middle of the round wooden table, exactly in the center of the bower. While Lavender got placed on the floor with the cloak on her face.
“SERIOUSLY?!” Katie asked bristling with anger seeing her partners in crime both pantsless and panting, in a state that indicated a lot of physical activity.
“I'm gonna kill you, stand up!” She shouted at Lavender and kicked her in her naked chick.
“Ouch! What was that for!?” Lavender asked with a slight laugh, pulling up from the floor, knowing her sins exactly.
“YOU ASK?! You seduce Harry LITERALLY behind my back while I'm working my ass off in that show to get him, AND YOU ASK?! Look what you've done!” Katie screamed pointing at Harry's half-soft member.
“Och don't be such a drama queen,” Lavender said sweetly, getting closer to Katie. “Besides it could be hardly said that I seduced him, this beast shagged me so brutally, once he heard about Ron, I thought I was gonna die,” she continued with a smile and touched her pussy like she was recalling the feeling.
“Don't cross the line, I'm this close from turning you into a toad and making you watch me fuck him for a week in a row. YOU are going to fix this.
“Fineee... stop yelling and lose those pants,” Lavender said, getting her own wand out from behind her bra and stripping her down wardrobe with one move.
“Cow slut,” Katie said finally smiling and got up on the table, straddling Harry.
“Heeey...” Said Katie looking cheerful Harry in the eyes, and gave him a kiss. “I was a good girl and did as was told, can I count on my reward now?”
“’I don't think I'm ready... I'm really sorry Seamus,’” Lavender snorted amused and with a wave of her wand she sent the cloak flying, covering most of the entrance of the bower.
“Of course, a special reward,” Harry smiled and picked her up by her ass, forcing her to sit on his face.
Once he adjusted his grip on her legs, he got straight down to business, boldly exploring the territory of her cunt with his hot tongue. The well-known salty taste attacked his taste buds as his tongue was working both inside and outside of her. After a brief moment, Harry stuck his tongue out to the limits, sinking it inside of her and making her feel his teeth grind. Surprised by the slight pain, Katie hissed but quickly started to enjoy the new experience as his tongue started its frenzy.
Meanwhile, Lavender did as promised, starting to bring Harry's member into the rock-solid state again with her hands and mouth working all over him. Once getting it hard enough, she spat on it and started to suck properly, occasionally giving her attention to his nuts.
“Uughh! Fuck, yes, right there, don't stop, don't you dare to stop!” Katie moaned loudly, feeling her lover locate her clitoris, and invade it with his tongue's mad swirls.
Feeling Katie moving on her own, Harry tightened the grasp on her legs, pinning her down to him, and intensified his move, driving her right over the edge.
“OCH MERLIN! YEEEES!” She released one last scream, shaking, before rolling off of him and getting on her back next to Harry, panting with a wide smile on her face.
*SLURP SLURP SLURP*
Lavender work didn't stop, sending sloppy noises left and right. Katie covered her face with her hands and started laughing, just drawing happiness from the moment. She widened two of her fingers and looked at the ceiling in a moment though, hearing the sounds cease.
But before she could further investigate, Harry already pulled her back to the middle of the table, kneeling, and placing her legs on his shoulders. Surprised, Katie squealed happily. She tried to rise on her elbows, but vainly, getting suddenly pinned down by Lavender's cunt.
“You got your reward, now let's have some fun,” Lavender said, biting her own lip, and sitting on her face in a way she was facing Harry.
Vibrations of Katie's approval got sent from her mouth through Lavender's pussy in a form of vibrations, which in a moment turned into something between scream and squeal as she felt Harry's cock slowly entering her. As both his fat cock and her cunt were properly lubricated, the tightness of her walls didn't stop him from forcing most of it in the first take.
And so in a trice, Harry was shagging Gryffindor's Chaser superstar on the table, in the courtyard, with the best pair of tits in the school within his reach. Seeing his sight, Lavender smiled and leaned forward, dragging him into a kiss. Thanks to that, the three of them were now literally connected in a love triangle where the effort of one was coming back to the same person in a form of pleasure.
For example, when Harry sped up his animalistic thrusts, Katie started to suck on Lavender's pussy more eagerly, trying to transform the unbearable pleasure flowing from her lover, and then, Lavender's moans and hot breath deepened, turning on Harry even more.
That sort of self-propelled mechanism could've ended only in one way.
As both the girls' moans and Harry's grunts reached their apogee, Harry made his final thrust, touching Katie's back wall and releasing load after load of his cum straight into her womb. The feeling of his hot cum filling her, made her reach her climax as well, sending spasms of pleasure throughout her body. Unable to bare it, she gave Lavender's clitoris a powerful suck, that didn't stop until the girl on top of her starting to shake as well. Biting down Harry's down lip. At this point, each of them scored exactly twice this evening.
Exhausted, she broke the kiss, and entwined her hands around Harry's neck, causing them to fall to the side. The sound of Harry's cock popping out, and Katie's lips getting broken Lavender synchronized into one messy sound. Panting and used up, the girls found only strength to crawl on both sides of Harry's arms, cuddling up.
Finding himself surrounded by two beautiful girls soaked with his semen Harry exhaled slowly, never wanting to wake up from that dream.
“Harry... about Ron...” Katie started delicately, touching his jaw with her hand.
“Leave it to me, you're my family now,” he stopped her, smiling, and gave both of them a kiss on the forehead.
“We should really find a bed,” Lavender sighed.
Hearing that Harry and Katie burst into laughter, soon being joined by Lavender as well.
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Kayro
Sorry to keep you waiting, I had the idea for the story but just nothing I wrote seemed right. And I rather postpone the premiere for a week than publish something I'm not proud of. Hope you enjoy.
