Voldemort Is Harry 3: A Different Quidditch Lesson (Patreon)

"It's my fault."

"No, the fault is mine," Dumbledore responded, his voice calm and collected, sitting before Harry. "I knew it was only a matter of time before Voldemort made the connection between you. I thought by distancing myself from you. By distancing myself from you as I have done all years, he'd be less tempted, and therefore you might be more protected."

"The prophecy… said." Harry's voice cracked with a storm of thoughts in his mind. "Neither one can live while the other one survives. It means one of us is gonna have to kill the other… in the end."

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"For the same reason you tried to save Sirius. For the same reason your friends saved you," Dumbledore answered, still keeping the truth jumbled. "After all these years, after all you've suffered… I didn't want to cause you any more pain. I cared too much about you."

Silence fell in the room, and Harry stood up to leave. Yet again, disappointed as he didn't get the answers to many things. Lost, hurt, and alone, with Sirius dead in the battle, once again, he found himself feeling alone.

So Dumbledore knew everything from the very beginning? Then… He perhaps knows about the Horcruxes too… Maybe about my soul shard inside this boy too? Voldemort saw and heard it all. Having used his own control over the boy, he had finally made the first contact with him physically in battle, having used the chance to creep further into the boy's soul.

The possibility that Dumbledore knew everything meant things needed to be changed. No more could he merely take over Harry Potter’s body. He needed to make the world truly believe that Voldemort was gone for good, defeated, albeit leaving a bad taste in his mouth.

Harry groaned all of a sudden, feeling a headache as he walked to reach the Great Hall for the dinner feast, as it was the last night.

"Luna? Why aren't you… ugh… going to the Great Hall?" Harry saw the Ravenclaw walking around and placing posters on the walls.

"Lost all my possessions."

Harry nodded, finding himself lost all of a sudden as he glanced at her face. It was small, with platinum blonde hair, unkempt and yet clean. She had thin little lips, blue eyes, and those nimble fingers working on the papers. He licked his lips suddenly as the image of her petite naked body flashed in his mind, bringing pain with it.

I bet she weighs too little. The things I can do to this girl… What? What am I thinking again?

"Apparently, people have been hiding them," she continued.

"So they’re bullying you? I didn't think Ravenclaw was such a nasty bunch," Harry replied, shocking himself at the crass and proud way he spoke.

"Oh, it's all good fun. But as it's the last night, I really need them back."

"Just kill them…"

"What?"

What did I just say?

"I mean, Accio it! Have you tried doing that? They shouldn't have hidden it too far from your common room." Harry suggested to her, "Inform your House Head as well. If they don't do something, I might."

Ruining this one will be quite the fun… No! I don't want to.

"Accio shoes!" She gave it a try.

Woosh!

From a short distance away, her shoes flew back to her and landed near her feet. She beamed with a smile and grabbed his hand to thank him. "I didn't think of that before. Thank you, Harry."

I want to taste you.

"No worries, I should get going now. You should go and eat dinner, too." Harry found his mind moving in the wrong direction, evident from the rising mound in his pants.

Easing it to a better spot as he walked, he soon reached the Gryffindor table and took a seat. Since Ron and Hermione were still recuperating in the Hospital Wing, he found himself alone at the table, struggling against his inner demons.

"Oh hey, Harry."

Harry looked to his right, and there she sat. Blonde curly hair, full-bodied, curvy, and blue-eyed, smiling at him—Lavender Brown wasn’t someone he ever felt interested in. But at that moment, she seemed pretty delectable.

What would she taste like? Ugh, it's growing harder.

"How are you, Harry?"

Right then, the second voice came from the girl sitting beyond Lavender. Her mature face, the short brown hair, seductive lips, and those looks—Katie Bell was a year older and never on his radar beyond the Quidditch Field, but right now, he wanted to see what was under that shirt.

I can't wait to pin her down and make her scream my nam—I hate my mind.

"I still haven't thanked you for teaching me all those spells, Harry. They helped in the O.W.Ls a lot," Lavender spoke with giggles and placed her hand on his leg, just a normal act.

Just shove it in that mouth, girl.

Harry felt his erection reaching its peak and becoming completely obvious. But that was merely a minor inconvenience in front of what happened next.

His hand moved and, mimicking Lavender, landed on her leg, a little too high on her thigh, a little too close to the middle, a little too hard on her flesh as he felt his fingers sink into her tender flesh.

"It was the right thing, Lavender. I'm glad your O.W.Ls went well."

Lavender felt speechless. Harry had never acted too close to her before, and she knew his palm on her thigh over the skirt was clenching her too hard. It wasn't normal. However, with a mere blush, she ignored it and leaned forward, hiding it from Katie on her other side.

She's asking for it now. This whor—No, she doesn't want it!

"I'm glad you accepted my gratitude, Harry," she added, smiling shyly and licking her lips quite seductively. As she leaned close, her heavy breasts pushed together, forming a larger mound on her shirt, purposefully, from what Harry could see. "I'd do anything to help you recuperate after your battle."

Ah! She's the easy airhead type to spread her legs for the popular guy. I should take advantage of this.

His hand started to move, caressing her over her skirt and feeling her warm satin flesh, so soft that he squeezed it plenty of times. Being fashionable, her skirt was shorter than regular girls. That gave him quite the easy view of her legs, not long but not unsightly, creamy, pale, and smooth—he felt like spreading them right there.

Lavender never objected to his touch but rather invited him to do more. She kept her knees turned towards him, thighs spread a little to let him caress the inner sides. Her one elbow rested on the table, playing with the locks of her curly hair. The other palm also rested on the table's edge, effectively squeezing her perfect mounds together, inviting Harry to touch them with no shame.

This crazy girl… Has she forgotten where we are? Harry screamed in his head, but just then, his hand unashamedly slid under her shirt and caressed the middle of her thighs, right on top of her faintly damp, covered entrance. I'm no fucking better?

"Oh! Hehe…" She felt his touch on her covered slit and giggled. "Harry, can you teach me how to ride a broom?"

"Sure."

"Maybe after dinner? I would really love to…" She squeezed her mounds tighter and licked her lips, eyes squinting a little while her face appeared flushed. "...Ride a broom… Can I try your broom?"

Don't invite the demon, Lavender. Run away!

"Of course."

She suddenly closed her knees, catching his palm stuck tight between her heating flesh, his finger probing her entrance. "How about another session in the special room?"

"Harry's gonna give quidditch pointers? I wanna learn too," Katie Bell suddenly chimed in, shoving Lavender back as she blocked the view. "Next year is my last year. I want us to win again."

Lavender giggled, quickly opening her legs so Harry could take his hand away, "Of course, Katie. You should definitely join—We'll be Harry's best students."

"I can't wait," Katie, oblivious to what she was talking about, excitedly ate her meal.

What have I gotten myself into? I can't wait to fuck them both.

Yet again, two opposite thoughts arose in his head, and seeing the beauties before him, he feared the one he didn't want was winning.

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He tried his best. He truly did. But Lavender had already made up her mind to claim the trophy of the Gryffindor. His attempts to sneak back to the dorms failed as she grabbed his arm and led him to the fifth floor, to the Room of Requirement.

"I’ll make this one," too lively, almost skipping with his hand in hers, she began to focus on what she wanted the room to be. "I'll make it perfect for our 'requirement.'"

"Wait, Harry will be teaching us. Shouldn't he be making it?" Katie asked, still thinking this was just a quidditch pointer class. "Should I go and get my broom?"

"Hehe… No need, Katie. Harry has one. We’ll share it," Lavender said and saw the door appear on the wall.

She just wants to have the popular guy once, I guess. But why reel Katie in? She's too innocent and gentle for this! Even better, haha…

"Let's go in."

She pushed the door open and dragged Harry in, something he allowed.

"Close the door behind you, Katie."

Thud!

Just when the door closed, the lights turned on inside the room. It wasn’t too big, more like a bedroom. There were cushioned chairs on one side with the table beside them. Then, there was a massive bed at the end of the room, white sheets, red blankets, and red silk curtains around its frame. There were even rose petals on it.

"Harry, teach me," Lavender went to the bed but didn't sit down. She grabbed his one hand and placed it on her own waist, and then pressed herself on his chest, letting him feel her warm, silken swell and reminding him what he was in for.

She's pretty well endowed. I’ll make sure to savor it.

Harry used some strength and pressed her harder against him, his arm finally holding her curvy waist tightly. He looked down at her face, at her demanding blue eyes and the inviting red lips.

But he didn't kiss her. Instead, his hand caressed down behind her back and finally rested on her rear mounds above the skirt. He squeezed her and pulled her in, letting his bulge probe against her lower belly.

"The broom is ready," she seductively smiled and rose to her toes to lean in. "But let me taste the air first… ummm…"

He let her take the lead and opened his mouth. Her tongue quickly squeezed between his lips with hunger. Tasting her as well, he felt the smoothness of her salivating insides. Messy, heated, and unabashed, their kiss went on for long.

His one hand kept kneading her ass, even lifting her skirt and clenching her flesh through her white thongs. His other hand, in the meantime, reached her voluptuous mounds and roughly clenched them, finding his hand filled, and yet there was more.

"Oh! Rough… I like rough…" Lavender whispered into his mouth and slipped one of her hands to cup his erection, tracing her fingers on his throbbing hidden length. "Big… I can't wait."

Taking the matter into her own hands, she used the other hand to lift his sweater. He let her take it off for a second and returned his hands back to feeling her. But she wanted more and threw away his tie before hastily unbuttoning his shirt, their lips still mauling each other.

Harry couldn't wait either and traced his hand from her mound to her neck. But he wasn't gentle, and in a swift, strong move, tugged his palm in her uniform sweater and pulled it down, easily tearing it apart from the front.

"Ummmh… Fuck!" She cursed at his action and quickly removed the leftover part of the sweater from her arms.

However, just as she searched for his lips again, she felt his hand removed from her rear and suddenly assaulted her from the front, immediately digging into her thongs and teasing her damp folds. His other hand rushed to unbutton her shirt as well, seeking her ripe flesh.

She went even faster and finished unbuttoning his shirt. But instead of removing it, she went further down and unbuttoned his pants, and quickly shoved her hand in through his underwear and caught his heated manhood.

"Oh! You got a pretty long and thick broom, Harry," she complimented, aching to taste it. "I wonder how far I can ride it."

Harry finished unbuttoning her shirt and pulled it down from her shoulders right away. With that, he took a pause to admire her creamy breasts, covered by her black padded bra, and yet left much of the upper parts visible. But he wanted it all and pulled on it hard, tearing the hooks behind.

"Ah!" She yelped.

Finally, the mounds dangled before him, large, swollen with the aroused pale-brown buttons, surrounded by wide areolas of the same tint. Despite being big, they were firm and remained jutting. His one hand didn't stop teasing her lower lips, but the other one swiftly claimed her breasts with his palm and fondled her harshly.

"Quite the Quaffles you got there," he complimented in the same way. "I wonder if my broom can ride through them."

"Hehe… So we're going with that all the way?" She giggled in excited arousal and pulled his hand out of her thongs.

She quickly went down on her knees and pulled his pants and underwear down. His throbbing cock flashed before her, steaming with heat, the pale purple head swollen to the brim. "Only one way to find out, Harry."

Thud!

She pushed Harry to the bed, making him fall on the edge with his feet still on the floor. She shifted between his knees and leaned forward while palming her jiggling peaks from the sides.

"Oh," Harry felt amused as she took active steps. Her breasts surrounded his shaft, almost making it disappear.

"Let's see," before she began moving her breasts, she lowered her lips and spat into the tight valley, giving it some lubricant. "Time to test the broom."

This is so wrong! Why are you doing this, Lavender? I never thought you were such a lovable whore… No, what am I saying? I should at least be respectable to… my whore.

Coming to hate himself, he decided to simply not think about anything and live in the moment.

Her warm flesh squeezing his girth was a feeling he knew no other girl could give him. The ones he had tasted before, Cho and Hermione, had mounds only big enough to almost fill his palms, while this… this was…

"Heaven…!" he muttered under his breath and caressed her curly blonde hair. "I can… play in this match for a long, long time…"

"You need to," Lavender raised her breasts around him and threw them down, squeezing and pulling his skin, feeling his heat rising in the slimy mucus that formed with her saliva and sweat on her blushing mounds. "This is just the beginning."

Harry threw his head back at the pleasure it brought. Her curvy body, that hot, intoxicated face, this was so different from his past experiences.

"Psst…" Lavender deviously looked at his face. "Wanna check her Quaffles?"

Harry looked and saw Katie still standing near the door, her mouth open and covered with her palms, eyes widened in shock, and yet her legs clenched together. "She's… too kind."

Lavender chuckled. "So you want to? Fine, let me treat the Boy-Who-Lived today… I'll convince her."

Amusing… I've never met a wild one like this before.

Lavender looked back at Katie while keeping him between her breasts. "Why are you standing there? Quick, come here and get down. Take off your shirt, too."

"W-What?" Katie stepped back in a fluster. "What do you mean? I came to practice quidditch… I didn't know you two were dating."

"Dating? Pfft…" Lavender laughed. "We're not dating. It just happened spontaneously. Besides, if you don't come, it's your loss. You will never get another chance to feel the famous Harry Potter in you again—I know you've dreamt of dating him, just like me, just like Parvati, Ginny, Romilda, and so many others."

Harry’s ears perked up at the names.

Lavender left Katie to ponder and focus on Harry again. She constantly looked up at his face while slamming her achingly swollen breasts across his length. "Harry… Can I ride now?"

Thank you for giving me the names of my future toys.

"Not yet…" Harry replied and smiled at Katie as the brown-haired, sixth-year girl also came forward and knelt beside Lavender, but her shirt was still on her.

Excitedly, Lavender stopped pressing her ample breasts on him and pulled Katie's sweater out first, and then began to unbutton her shirt, ignoring the brown-haired girl's blush. Masterfully, she quickly discarded it with the bra and admired her pale, glistening, throbbing breasts with small brown tips and areolas.

"Woah, Katie. You're not that smaller than me," Lavender complimented. "You hid them well… But not anymore. Come on, do what I'm doing."

Lavender pushed Harry back, making him lie down entirely on the bed, his manhood remaining erect like a poll. Then, the two girls crouched near his sides, lowering their breasts until they pressed against each other with his cock between them.

His length completely vanished between their sensational flesh. He felt tickles run down his entire body. Lavender giggled, and Katie nervously followed the moves. Both of them soon began to rub him together with their softest flesh.

"You two!" He felt the heat build-up around his pelvis.

"Katie, open your mouth and take him in." Lavender suddenly stopped and placed her hand on Katie's head. "Time to test the broom."

"Why am I first—"

Before Katie could say anything, Lavender pushed her head down.

Harry's member easily dug into her wet lips and pressed against the tip of her tongue, making him curl his toes in sheer pleasure. He didn't see any resistance from Katie once she moved her tongue around his knob to accustom his length that sank deeper.

Deeper and deeper, she felt panic as soon as Lavender kept pressing her head all the way down until his cock rudely knocked on the back of her throat, making her cough out the accumulated saliva once her lips touched his hairless pelvis, sputtering with nasty bubbles, eyes red and tearing up.

"Agh… Ghk!... Unnn…!"

Lavender didn't free her quickly either and only allowed her to slowly move her head up to gain some space to breathe. However, it was merely a tease of calm before the storm as she pushed her face down again.

"Oh!" Harry felt pure delight. With his head resting on the pillow, his relaxed body became tense on its own while feeling her tight throat squeezing him. The light fucking Lavender made Katie give him was quite something.

This Lavender… Perhaps she can be my regular plaything. Harry thought of those ideas, but the origin was from another's mind.

The constant sounds of Katie mercilessly getting her mouth fucked, the feeling of his entire cock vanishing in her warm mouth, the occasional licks of Lavender on his jewels—He just closed his eyes and enjoyed his victory—Voldemort…enjoyed his victory.

"No, no!" Lavender suddenly pulled Katie off his cock when she had just started to pleasure him on her own accord. "He's about to finish—not so soon."

Discarding her skirt and thongs, Lavender got naked to the last cloth on her body. Then, with a big vixen-like smile, she straddled him, one hand holding his twitching shaft and the other spreading her soft, pale brown petals apart with two fingers.

"Time to see if the broom fits the player, Harry," she humorously teased and slowly eased herself on his knob.

Her entrance was moist and tight, with a faint line of pubes above. She was no virgin, but her youth was such that Harry felt his cock struggling to gain every inch within, spreading her apart as if it was for the first time, feeling every jolt and clench.

"Ah, ah… Harry!" She moaned while crying out his name and kept on lowering herself while teasing her clitoris. Slowly, his girth was devoured. She never stopped and diligently cried for all of him. "Soooo~ Big~"

This girl is… what a…

There weren’t enough words to describe how incredible it was. Resting on the pillow, he watched himself sink fully in, and Lavender lost herself to the passion. Meanwhile, the shocked face of Katie Bell, a beauty in her own right, panted by just watching, her perfect mounds jiggling.

"Katie," before Lavender moved once again, she called her friend. "Take off your skirt too—embrace the nude."

Shyly, but soon enough, Katie followed her lead and sat completely naked. She looked clean and pure, but it only made her slit appear better, tight and pink, drenched in her arousal as she looked like a lost puppy.

"Katie!" Lavender again shouted, this time already in the middle of moving on Harry's cock, lifting herself up and relaxing, letting his whole length vanish in her slippery juices. "Ah, oh, oh… this is amazing… Katie… Go and sit on Harry's face."

Harry was alerted by that and tried to get up. But right then, Lavender began to fuck herself on him faster, riding him with smooth movements, back and forth, slipping him in and out and clenching him tight.

"What? No, don't sit on m—ummm!"

But Katie followed the lead like a good pet and straddled Harry's face while facing Lavender. Her smooth pussy rested right on top of Harry's mouth, and she felt his warm breath tickle her, making her squirm and rub herself further on him.

How dare you, filth! Do you know who I a… No, this is brilliant… Let me eat you!

Initially opposed, Voldemort finally realized that this shameful act was being done by Harry Potter. It was advantageous to him if the two girls saw him as some sexual deviant.

I’ll punish you two 'hard-working' girls once I take over.

"Umh… Oh, Harry… Thank you!" Katie sounded soft and cute. Her gratitude only aroused his cock further, which pleasured Lavender.

"Fuck yes, yes, yes… Give that to me… fill me up!" The blonde cried, rummaging through his cock in search of pleasure.

She jumped frantically, her tits bouncing as if it was a separate part of her body, slapping her own midsection underneath. Her mouth was wide open, and she screamed in pleasure, playing with her hair with her hands, sometimes taking the wet residue of their fucking to massage her body all around.

Harry began jolting his hips as well, taking her hot depth with force. At the same time, his arms caught onto Katie's breasts dangling above as he pinched her engorged nipples. His tongue invaded her dampness as well, tasting her insides and all it had to give.

"Ah, ah, ah… Come on…!" Lavender lost herself completely and closed her eyes. Her long blonde hair turned into a mess from waving around so much. "I'm about to… Yes, yes, this is it… Harder! Harder!"

Harry stopped focusing on Katie and pumped his hips up with vigor. The slapping of his cock hitting deep into her sheath turned her flesh red, swollen from the abuse. Ripping through any remaining untouched depth, he reached the deepest core and felt his heat build up quickly.

"Hmm!" Harry groaned while Katie stroked his face.

"Oh Merlin… So good… I'm losing my mind!" Tired, almost fainting, Lavender moaned with deep breaths, her voice breaking. "D-Doh… ith… I'll take the… poh—tion."

Her hips began moving like crazy, and she clenched her legs harder around his sides, taking his cock in and keeping it there while spasming all over it, making it hard for him to move. But Harry never stopped and fucked non-stop, earning his and her eruption.

At the same time, they felt the shattering release. He emptied his balls and filled her leaking hole, fucked to the brim, and filling with his load. His cock refused to calm down even after, pulling out some more of her moans.

"Oh… That was… amazing, Harry…" Gasping, she fell forward on him, her face reaching almost the point where Katie still rode his tongue.

Harry gathered his breath a little and tried to move, pushing Katie aside. "One done, one more to go."

He finally got up, on his knees, and pushed Katie down to let her head lie on the pillow while placing another under her hips.

He first leaned down and kissed her lips that had remained untouched and dry, then slowly, he went down to her slender neck and bit onto the creamy flesh, tickling and pinching her buds.

"Ah!" She squirmed, feeling the pleasure already as she curled her toes in useless attempts to control herself.

Then, he beckoned again and teased his tip at her entrance while waiting for his erection to return.

"Need some help?" Lavender, having regained her composure, slid over on the bed and straddled Katie's face. She rested her drenched slit leaking with Harry's seed right on Katie’s mouth. "Katie, you help me now."

Ignoring the muffled protests from Katie, she leaned completely forward, almost lying on top of Katie's body, her face reaching Katie's slit where Harry's cock rested. She looked up hungrily and opened her mouth wide, "Go ahead, Harry."

Lavender… If I had known you were this wild before…

Alas, forgetting the lost opportunities, Harry shoved his limp cock in her mouth. She diligently helped him and sucked it hard, licking it all over and caressing it.

"Ah!" Harry teased Katie's clitoris with his fingers at the same time, preparing her tight entrance.

"Umm… I love it," Lavender kept eating him until he began to grow in her mouth. A few minutes later, he filled her fully till the back of her throat, but she kept him in and gagged herself until her tears came out. "Gah!…"

Harry was in awe of her and tried to focus on the other hole. Katie already finished cleaning Lavender, having eaten all of Harry's load. Now, as she probed her friend with her tongue, Harry inched forward with his swollen knob.

"N-No! I've never…" Katie yelped.

Harry was shocked that this was her first time. But knowing her nature, it made sense. "I'll be gentle."

In your dreams.

"Hehe," Lavender spread Katie's drenched petals apart, giggling. "Put it in, Harry… Fuck her crazy… Make it memorable."

"No, n-oh!"

Harry went with Lavender's suggestion and pressed hard, nonstop. But still, not too harsh to not scare his new toy. He gritted his teeth, squeezed through her most secret place, and shattered through the faint resistance, plundering the flower of her youth. All the way, he only stopped when his entire cock was deep inside, and his pelvis hit Lavender's face, where she gave a slurpy lick to the corners of his fusion with Katie.

"Aaaah!" Katie cried loudly, pain and pleasure combined. "No, no-oh!"

Harry pulled back, finding her crimson virginity coating his length and some staining the sheets with slow drips. But with no time to rest, he pushed back again, slightly harder. Then the next thrust started the continuous pounding of her virgin cunt, eating her out with his cock, molding her into a size perfect to his girth and length.

His savage thrusts went hard, impaling her deep. All the while, Lavender remained straddled on Katie's face. The three of them pleasured each other, losing all the shame that held them back before.

"Oh!"

Every time his cock slipped out due to his quick thrusts, Lavender stayed ready and urgently took him in her mouth, coating her slippery saliva on him before he pushed into Katie's warmth again.

"Umm…" Lavender began licking Katie's clitoris.

Harry, watching it, leaned forward in pleasure and rested his palms on Lavender's back, pressing Katie harder below her. His plunges hastened, more desperate and harsh. The flesh colliding resounded in the room each time, making a mess out of the bedsheets and the scent in the air.

"Ah, umm…!" Katie moaned hard while pressed under Lavender's slit. "N-Not… Inside…"

Harry smirked deviously. But still, some senses prevailed in that heat of the moment. He wanted to lose himself inside, but the prospect of keeping the toy for the future made more sense.

With a deep, relentless pounding, he rocked against her depth, almost keeping his length buried fully inside. His heated balls slapped against her below her slit while his pelvis slammed against Lavender's lustful face.

"Argh…" Harry groaned for his second release and dug his fingers into Lavender's back, leaving red marks. He wriggled his hips as if to find more depth and whimpered while lifting her hips with his frenzied pushes.

"Oh, oh… ummm… Harr…" Katie tried to scream his name as her ass tried to struggle against the weight on top and his relentless fucking.

Her reddened, swollen flesh ached for a release with each agonizing breath. Uncontrollable, shuddering contractions took over her entirety and then came her uninhibited cry of satisfaction with wave after wave of rapture. Her wild, virgin nectar spilled out against his cock.

"Gah!" Harry pulled out just then and grabbed Lavender's blonde curly hair roughly. She opened it wide, and he mercilessly shoved his cock in her mouth and began fucking her face while Katie still jolted with her releases.

"Ummmm hmmm… umh umh…" Lavender allowed him to fuck her mouth. She kept her eyes closed and moaned uncontrollably, shaking her hips on Katie's face and earning pleasure from her friend's tongue.

Ghk! Ghk!

His powerful fullness entered and filled her, plunging into her glistening moistness. As far as he could delve in, as much pleasure as he could extract from her face hole, now ruined beyond words, eyes tearing up and a mess of mucus covering her whole face.

"Ugh!" Harry hastened his plowing at last and found his tip achingly releasing something. In a fiery culmination, he spilled his hot seed into her, flooding her mouth so full with that jarring climax that even her nose wasn’t spared.

Plundered wildly, he beckoned again and stroked his girth, releasing the last few sprinkles of his load on her face and Katie's pussy, marking them with his cream. All of them panting, restless, and aching, they fell down wherever they were.

"Ummm… That was… heavenly!" Lavender hissed, surprisingly having climaxed on Katie.

The two girls didn't move and relaxed as they were, while Harry fell back and rested on the mattress, staring at the ceiling and catching his breath.

What a farewell to the school year… I can't believe I've just had a threesome. Ron would be jealous. Harry, slowly finding some sanity returning, decided to accept the fucked up situation because somewhere deep in his heart, he knew he fucking loved it.

"Ummm…"

A few minutes passed, and he surprisingly found Lavender and Katie moving and resting their heads on the sides of his cock. They used their hands; one stroked him while the other caressed his balls. Both of them licked him, sucked him, and made him hard once again.

Ugh… I can't anymore.

As if she understood his worry, Lavender pecked on his knob, probing the tiny hole with her finger. "Don't worry… we're just playing."

"Yep," Katie had lost her virginity and shame at the same time and licked his balls.

"Next year will be fun—I'd love a few more quidditch lessons," Lavender commented while looking at him, testing if he was still interested.

Harry nodded his head nonchalantly, eyes closed and imagining other girls he was going to plunder. An idea that aroused him and, at the same time, confused him. "Maybe… it will be fun."

It will be.

He heard a strange new voice matching his own in his mind. However, lost in pleasure and exhaustion, it was ignored.