Harry's Interactive 8th Year Chapter 17 (October 2021): Everybody Party! (Patreon)

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"I really hope you'll join us, Harry."

Harry could only chuckle and shake his head as Susan Bones bent over in front of him and put his invitation on the table. It would have been easier for her to simply hand it to him, but seeing as that would have meant she couldn't stick her breasts right in front of his face, he approved of this method.

This was no less than the half-dozenth invitation Harry had received since he got off of the train, and he wouldn't be surprised if there were still more to come. All four houses were hosting some kind of party within their own little section of the castle tonight to celebrate both the new year and the beginning of the final ever term as Hogwarts students for both the actual 7th years and the '8th year' students from Harry's year. Some interhouse groups were also making plans to meet up in different areas for private parties of their own. Most of them wanted Harry to show up as a guest.

He was sure to have a good time no matter where he went. The only question was which group he wanted to ring in his final Hogwarts term with.

--

"Now this was a great idea, Harry," Padma Patil said, grinning at him and wiggling her hips against her fellow Ravenclaw Luna Lovegood's face. "Why pick and choose which party you have to go to when you can just combine them all?"

"Yeah, Hermione's not the only one who can use her brain," Harry said, smiling back at her as he slid his cock inside of Luna and began to thrust. The slender Ravenclaw was incredibly tight, but that didn't stop her from wrapping her legs around him and kicking at his arse. She basically was demanding that he fuck her faster, and he gave her what she was looking for.

With all of the parties that had begun to form as everyone in the 7th and '8th' years wanted to ring in their final term in Hogwarts in style, just about every party host had tried to convince Harry to come to theirs. It had been a difficult decision at first, but then he realized that there was no reason for him to have to choose. He'd gotten them together and proposed that they combine everything into one massive interhouse party, and with his clout it had been an easy sell. The only potential obstacle, a lack of space, was solved easily enough. Most rooms in Hogwarts would not have worked, but the Room of Requirement could be as large and accommodating as necessary.

There was a large common area where those who just wanted to talk and party could stay, but the Room had provided over a dozen beds, each one surrounded by curtains for privacy. The Room of Requirement knew that a great number of its current occupants were interested in hooking up, and it gave them what they needed.

It hadn't taken long for people to begin to pair off. Harry was amused when he saw Lavender and Parvati taking Pansy's hands and guiding her towards one of the curtains, apparently interested in continuing their fun from the train. Pansy had been under no obligation to show up to this party though, nor was she being forced to go anywhere with them. She was going willingly.

Harry hadn't been in any hurry to find someone to pair up with, but when Luna brought Padma over to him and bluntly told them both that she would very much like to have her fellow Ravenclaw sit on her face while Harry fucked her, he'd been more than happy to go along with the pair of them. He hadn't expected Luna to be interested in this; he honestly wouldn't have been surprised if she'd sat in the common room and chatted about her creatures the whole time, seemingly oblivious to what everyone else was getting up to.

She wasn't as oblivious as he thought though, and with how tightly her legs crossed and held him to her it was obvious that Luna wanted this very much. Harry's big thrusts made her cute little breasts shake, and he leaned over her to lick and suck on them while he kept shagging her. He didn't know why he'd never looked at Luna in a sexual light before, but she was a great shag.

Padma seemed to agree. She threw her head back and moaned as she rocked her hips against Luna's face, and Harry kept his eyes on the sexy naked Indian witch while slamming into the blonde's slender body.

"Ohhh yes, this was a great idea, Harry!" Padma moaned. She bit her lower lip and sat up straight while squeezing her own breasts, and Harry assumed she was having an orgasm.

Yes, Harry thought to himself as he started to pound into Luna even harder. This was a great idea.

--

Harry honestly hadn't known if he and Hermione would go to one of the beds when he sat down beside her on one of the couches after he'd finished up with both Luna and Padma. (Padma had wanted a go after he'd pulled out of Luna, so he'd held the beautiful Indian witch in his arms and bounced her on his cock while Luna sat back, watched and masturbated.)

He hadn't ruled the possibility out, of course. They'd first gone to bed together during that very memorable Samhain party, and once that had happened the concerns over whether or not sexual intimacy would complicate their relationship had faded away. She wasn't in his bed as often as Daphne or Susan was, but they'd made love and/or fucked several times since that Halloween night, and each of them had been special in their own way. If Hermione hadn't been interested in sex tonight he would've been perfectly content just to sit and talk with his best friend for a bit, but if she'd wanted to go to bed with him he wouldn't complain.

Hermione had made her thoughts on that quite clear when she extended her leg and casually began to rub his cock with her foot, playing with him through his trousers. He'd gasped and looked around the room in surprise, but Hermione hadn't seemed concerned with whether anyone had seen them. For a woman who'd been nervous to show him her naked body before their first time she had really come a long way.

Neither of them had been interested in putting on an explicit public sex show though, so Harry had scooped her in his arms and carried her towards one of the curtains. Hermione had pointed out while undoing his trousers that the Room was actually creating a new, fresh bed behind each curtain each time a new couple entered. While Harry was happy to know that he wasn't settling into bed with Hermione on the exact same sheets Ginny and Dean had been using before, he was more focused on pulling Hermione's jumper off, chucking her bra onto the floor and getting her into bed right as she'd kicked her knickers off.

"I like this," Hermione said, rubbing her hands along his chest as she rose and fell in his lap. Her pussy lips slid along his cock, and her breasts moved with her. "I like being on top like this."

"I like it too," Harry agreed. He didn't particularly mind either way. If a girl wanted to ride his cock she was welcome to do so, and if she wanted him to pin her to the bed and pound her senseless he was happy to oblige. But there was something that just seemed appropriate about Hermione straddling him and riding his cock. She'd always been such a take-charge type of person, and why shouldn't that apply to her sexual preferences as well? Hermione seemed right at home on top, and in Harry's opinion she looked particularly at home mounted on his cock specifically. She wasn't riding him hard; she wasn't driving her hips down onto him quickly, or rocking her hips aggressively. It was more of a slow, leisurely, comfortable ride, but Harry wasn't objecting about that at all. T

"I don't just mean because it feels good," Hermione commented. "I mean, it does, of course. Your penis is very nice, Harry, and it feels wonderful inside of me."

"Thanks," Harry said. "It feels pretty bloody brilliant from my end too." He reached up and gave her breasts a squeeze, and she giggled softly.

"I'm glad you feel that way, particularly with some of the other witches I know you've taken to bed," she said brightly. She slowed her pace down even more so she could continue to speak her mind. "But what I really mean is I like it because it's you. We've shared so much with each other, you know. We've relied on each other, depended on each other so much over the years. I'm surprised at how well we fit together like this, but maybe I shouldn't be. I don't have anything to prove with you. I can just be myself, you know?"

"I think I do," Harry said. He and Hermione had not had the tumultuous and confusing romantic history that she had with Ron, but that was to their benefit in the end. She and Ron had fizzled out basically before it could even truly begin, and things had still been awkward between them the last time Harry saw them both in the same place. But his relationship with Hermione was different. They hadn't danced around each other for years; not like she and Ron had. They'd always been friends, and as they grew and matured they became friends who just so happened to see how attractive the other had become.

Did he love Hermione? Of course. He'd loved her since he was eleven years old, and he would love her for the rest of his life. Was it the kind of love that would lead to marriage and children? He didn't know. It was very possible that it could grow into that, but it seemed equally possible that they might just stay as they were now, friends who shared everything with each other.

Harry knew Hermione would be a vital part of his life forever, even if he didn't know if she would always share his bed or if this part of their relationship would eventually end. But they were here now, and Harry wouldn't have it any other way. Maybe he and Hermione were going to go back to best friends with no sexual component to it in the future. But at this very moment in time he was in this bed with his best friend and she was rocking slowly back and forth on his cock, and he was going to enjoy this moment and this side of his best friend for as long as it lasted.

Hermione was clearly enjoying herself too. She didn't seem to be in any hurry to speed up, and he didn't feel any need to ask her to move it along either. If she was comfortable rocking and shaking her hips in different motions, experimenting and trying out different options with him, he was equally comfortable to stay flat on his back and allow her to perform her experiments for the rest of the night. He was as comfortable with her as he'd ever been with any other person, and this had translated well to their sex life as well. Being with Hermione had become as comfortable and familiar as sitting around and talking with her.

How long did Harry and Hermione remain like that, with her having fun on top of him and Harry relaxing, letting her have her fun and enjoying the ride? That was impossible to say for sure, as Harry wasn't keeping time and hadn't looked at his watch before they entered. He was sure it lasted much longer than Luna and Padma put together had though. He'd moved quickly with the pair of Ravenclaw girls, and they'd both cum quickly enough on his cock that there'd been no reason for him to delay or hold back his own pleasure. It had been fast, energetic and fun as all three of them raced to the finish line not unlike Harry soaring through the air at top speed to try and catch the snitch.

Sex with Hermione was not like that, at least not this time. This was a marathon, not a sprint, and she moved on top of him with such calm that neither of them were even breathing particularly hard by the end. But even a marathon has its end point, and this did too. Hermione broke first, which wasn't a great surprise since Harry had already had a pair of orgasms thanks to the Ravenclaw beauties he'd hooked up with before he sat down with his best friend.

"Harry!" Hermione whispered. She started to rock her hips harder on him, moving with greater urgency now that she felt the pleasure bubbling over. "Harry, Harry, Harry!" Her body jerked, and Harry squeezed her breasts and followed her over the edge. They'd done so many things together over the years. It was only right that they share an orgasm at the same time too.

She collapsed on top of him after she was done, and Harry wrapped his arms around her body and stroked her bare back slowly, offering her comfort and intimacy. She hadn't been in any hurry to cum, and neither of them were in any hurry to get out of bed and return to the party either. The party continued all around the Room of Requirement on the other side of this curtain, but for now Harry's world consisted only of the naked best friend resting her head on his chest.

--

"I'm surprised you were all alone out there," Harry said to his current bedmate.

"Oh, Hannah's off with Neville," Susan said, smiling up at Harry as she squeezed her huge breasts together around his cock. "They got together over Christmas hols, you know. She decided she was ready to give it a go with him exclusively."

"Yeah?" Harry said, smiling. He hadn't known that, but was happy to hear it. He knew Neville had fancied the Hufflepuff girl for awhile now, though Hannah hadn't been interested in anything official earlier. "Good for them." He meant it too. He'd had loads of fun with Hannah and all the other girls in the Advanced Sexual Education club, but was glad for Neville that she'd decided she was ready to return his affections. He would give Neville a hearty clap on the back the next time he saw him, and he would not mention how much Hannah had always enjoyed it when he bound and shagged her.

"Still, I was surprised that you weren't occupied with someone else." After his fun with both Luna and Padma, and then of course his lengthy stay with Hermione, plenty of time had elapsed. A few people had even started to filter out of the party and go back to their dorms, possibly for some private time, but Susan hadn't had anyone around her when he came back out. "There's no way you didn't draw any interest from blokes who would've liked to bring you to one of these beds."

"There were a few," Susan said, smiling easily. "But why would I need any of them when I have you?" Harry felt slightly uneasy, wondering if she'd come to expect a level of commitment that he hadn't agreed to yet, but she chuckled when she picked up on his unease. "Relax, Harry. I'm not expecting anything of you, and if you decide one day to settle down with someone else I promise you I won't be upset. All I'm saying is that for as long as you want me in your bed, there's no reason I'd want to settle for anyone else."

Harry's face cleared. "I do want you in my bed," he said. "I love having you in my bed. Or any bed, come to think of it." Susan giggled.

"Then how about having me in this bed?" she said. She stopped stroking him with her tits, got up on her hands and knees and wiggled her arse at him. Harry pounced immediately. He got into position behind her quickly, guided his cock into her and pushed. Susan groaned at the penetration, enjoying having his cock inside of her just as much as he enjoyed pushing into her.

He quickly began to rock back and forth inside of her, setting a firm pace that saw his hips smacking against her bum loud enough that it would surely be heard if the sounds seemingly didn't make it beyond the curtains surrounding each of the beds. Susan moaned happily as they settled into a familiar rhythm. Susan had been a virgin when he took her back to his suite for the first time, but they'd been together often enough now that he knew her body well. He knew exactly what she liked; he knew how she liked to be fucked, and he gave it to her. Susan's moans showed that his knowledge and skill were well-placed. If she was ignoring any other boys who might be interested because she trusted Harry to take care of her needs, he considered it his duty to make sure she was satisfied properly. Those moans were signed of a job well done.

There was plenty in it to enjoy for Harry as well, of course. Susan's body was incredible, and fucking her on all fours like this meant he got to reach underneath her body and squeeze her lovely breasts as he made her body rock. So many boys drooled over Susan's boobs, but only Harry had ever gotten to feel them slide up and down his dick, or squeeze them in his hands while he fucked her. He didn't know what the future held for them, but it was an honor and a delight to be the only man who had ever been treated to the treasure that was Susan Bones in his bed.

With such a sexy woman in front of him, how could Harry do anything but fuck her with everything that he had? There were a great many people still out there in the Room of Requirement, many of them witches who likely wouldn't mind stepping behind one of these curtains with him, and some of whom he'd never taken to bed. But when he saw Susan sitting in a chair by the fire, seemingly waiting for him, he hadn't even thought of anyone else. He hadn't looked around the room trying to find a first time partner or anything like that. He'd seen Susan sitting there, and she'd looked up and smiled at him. As soon as he'd seen that he'd gone straight to her, kissed her, and sat down beside her. They chatted for a few minutes, and talked with a couple of Hufflepuffs briefly, but before long Susan had inclined her head towards one of the beds, given him a coy smile and a wink. That was all he'd needed to see. He took her by the hand and led her to one of the beds, making his decision on how and with whom he wanted to spend the remainder of the party.

He had no reason to regret that decision. Shagging Susan was as amazing now as it had always been, and Harry felt properly motivated when his deep thrusts had her moaning loudly as she got closer and closer to her climax. His hips sped up and he squeezed her breasts tighter, and his eyes narrowed in focus and concentration as he put everything he had into his thrusts. She'd waited for him, and he was going to make sure the experience was worth the wait.

"Oh!" Susan whimpered. "Oh, Harry!" She cried out as she came on his cock, and that was the end for him. Harry held onto Susan's tits and rubbed his thumbs across her nipples as he came deep inside of her with a grunt. It wasn't the first time, but that was irrelevant. Every time with Susan was amazing, and however many more times they might share a bed throughout the rest of their final term at Hogwarts or perhaps even beyond, they were all sure to be just as amazing.

--

"Did you enjoy the party?" Harry asked. "I was looking for you, but I didn't see you around at all after the beginning." He'd seen her chatting casually with her younger sister Astoria before Luna took he and Padma to one of the beds, but Daphne had been out of his sight for the rest of the night.

"It was pleasant, yes," Daphne said as she stripped her underwear off, tossed them aside and climbed naked into her bed in the head suite. Harry was similarly naked, waiting for her in her bed upon her invitation. "I was around Tracey mostly. We claimed one of the beds and stayed there most of the night."

"Oh, that sounds interesting," Harry said. He groaned as Daphne's hand wrapped around his cock and she began to stroke him. "You and your sexy best friend together? Mmm. That had to be quite a night. I can't blame you for staying behind the curtain the entire time." He knew that Daphne had developed a taste for other witches as well, between the threesomes they'd had with Susan and Hermione, but thinking about her alone with Tracey was exciting. He well knew how frisky Tracey was too thanks to their time together in the Advanced Sexual Education club.

"It wasn't just the two of us the whole night," Daphne said, straddling Harry's lap and rubbing her pussy lips along his cock teasingly. Her handjob had gotten him fully hard, not that it had really been necessary anyway. "We had company eventually."

"Oh?" he said neutrally. "I'm glad you had fun." He knew he had no right to complain if Daphne and Tracey had shagged another wizard, and he wouldn't complain about it. They weren't in a relationship or anything, and he'd fucked his way through a good chunk of the seventh and eighth year witches, not to mention multiple professors, a metamorph auror, an entire family of veela and even a ghost. He would be a right berk if he complained about Daphne hooking up with someone else, even if he'd been given the impression previously that she had no interest in shagging other wizards. That didn't mean he had any desire to hear about her shagging said wizards.

"We came out for some refreshments, and we talked with some of the others for a bit," Daphne said. She held his cock steady with her hand and lined herself up. "Tracey mentioned possibly seeking you out for a threesome, but we saw you and Granger lost in your own little world and knew that waiting for you would be pointless."

"I see," Harry said. It would've been fun to join Daphne and her best friend for a threesome, but he couldn't say he regretted spending that time with his own sexy best friend instead. And whatever regret he might have felt about missing out couldn't linger long when Daphne sat down and took his cock inside of her. He groaned and held her by the hips, enjoying the feel of being inside of the Head Girl's tight pussy once again. No matter how many times one of them had been invited to the other's bed, he would never tire of shagging the gorgeous blonde Slytherin. Even after all the sex he'd had during the party, he knew he was going to have loads of fun with his suitemate before they fell asleep.

"That's when Fleur Delacour approached us and said she wouldn't mind a rematch from Samhain," Daphne said. She started to slowly move her hips up and down, getting comfortable before she inevitably picked up the pace, but Harry was only partially aware of it. His brain was still rocked with the image of Daphne, Tracey and Fleur all together. He'd been jealous before because he thought she and Tracey had been joined by a man other than him. Now he was jealous because he hadn't been able to watch the two Slytherins together with the veela, or better yet join in.

"You, Tracey and Fleur?" he mumbled, staring up at her dumbly while she gained speed. Then his eyes widened as the second part of her statement sunk in. "Wait, Samhain? Rematch? You mean this wasn't the first time you, Tracey and Fleur all hooked up?"

"Just because I wasn't part of your group on Samhain doesn't mean I didn't find my own entertainment," Daphne said, the hint of a smile on her face as she rode him harder. "Or did you think you were the only one in Hogwarts having fun and making the most of your last year here?"

"No, I never thought that," he said, shaking his head. "Just didn't realize you'd had any fun without me, that's all. That didn't really seem like your thing. But if you've gotten more comfortable having fun with witches, or wizards, whatever, good for you." He was more sincere as he said it this time. He remembered that first time when Daphne had climbed into his bed. She'd seemed to view sex as more of a transaction and a duty back then rather than something to be done for fun. If he'd helped shift her perspective on that he was happy, even if that meant she sought that fun with wizards other than him one day.

"There haven't been any other wizards," she said, shrugging her shoulders as best she could while riding his cock. "I never saw the need when I have one so capable right here in my suite with me. But our time with others has helped me appreciate the fun I can have with other witches. Samhain with Fleur was enjoyable. And I did give Susan Bones the password, just like I said I would after your first time with her. She doesn't come here solely to visit you, you know."

That did it. Harry had been going wild with lust as it was, but knowing that Daphne and Susan had been continuing on finally broke him. He sat up, flipped them over and started to thrust into Daphne, who allowed her position to be shifted, wrapped her arms around him and moaned into his ear as he shagged her hard on her bed.

The party was great. The afterparty back in the suite with the Head Girl was pretty damn fun too.

October 2021 poll question:

Which party will Harry attend to ring in his final term as a Hogwarts student, and what will they get up to? (Winner: Several of the parties are combined into one big interhouse sex party, 74%)