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Hogwarts School of Slutcraft and Wizardry

Before I found this site I thought I had a dirty mind. Pointless smut. If you don’t want to read about kids shagging don’t read it. Many thanks to Corazon for beta-ing; the mistakes that remain are my own

H/Hr/G/DM/AJ/KB/PdP/SB, R/LB/PaP, DT/BZ, FW/AS/GW/TD, and various points in between

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. , Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (I even ripped off the disclaimer from Schnoogle)

The Sluts of Gryffindor House

Harry was relieved to be back on platform nine and three quarters. It had been the usual summer for him at the Dursleys; overworked and underfed with the constant presence of Dudley whose weight now caused minor deflections on seismic detectors. The only advantage as far as y coy could see was that Dudley now slept downstairs. Structural engineers had cautioned against allowing him up.

Harry looked around for Ron and Hermione. He’d missed them at Diagon Alley. When he saw her, Harry’s eyes widened. Hermione was growing up. Of course Harry had been aware of the fact before the holidays, but two months absence meant he looked at her afresh. Hermione was quite a dish. Even her hair was more orderly. She saw him and ran to give him a hug. Harry hugged her back for a moment, but then extracted himself.

The feel of her boobs pressing into his chest, the smell of her hair, the very sensation of her closeness had produced a bulge in his trousers. He held Hermione at arms length and looked at her. She glanced down at his crotch and grinned.

‘Hmmm you are pleased to see me aren’t you. ’ Harry blushed scarlet. His embarrassment was obvious and he struggled not to splutter

Their games were interrupted by the arrival of the Weasleys. Harry noticed that Ginny was growing up as well. Although she was in the year below them at school she was only a couple of months younger than him. Her blouse had a couple of buttons open showing that her freckles weren’t just on her face. They went all the way down to her. . As Harry thought just how far they went down he had to turn away.

On the train Harry shared a compartment with Hermione, Ginny, Parvati, Lavender and Ron. It was only as they got into the horseless carriages that he wondered why Malfoy hadn’t been around. That worried him. Malfoy’s presence was bad enough but his absence was ominous. On the last day of the previous term he and his goons Crabbe and Goyle had been left covered in hexes in the corridor.

At the feast after the sorting had taken place, Harry noticed Malfoy was in his usual place. The look of hate that he gave Harry made even Snape look like a pussycat. As they left the hall Malfoy came up to them.

‘Come back have you Mudblood?’ he said to Hermione. ‘Can’t do without the dream team. And you too Weasleys,’ appearing to address both Ron and Ginny. ‘Still wearing hand-me downs I see. ’

Harry gritted his teeth, ‘Watch it Malfoy or you might just end on the floor covered in hexes. ’Malfoy turned on his heels.

‘Watch out too Pottie,’ he hissed, ‘Don’t mix with your betters or they might get angry. ’

The Gryffindors sighed with relief at his departure. ‘What a creep,’ Hermione said, ‘But so sexy!’ Harry and Ron looked at her in disbelief. ‘Oh I don’t mean I’d actually want to do it with him. But he’s quite a dish. There’s something really attractive about bad boys. ’

Ginny agreed. ‘And they say all Malfoys are hung like donkeys. ’

‘Ginny!’ Ron said shocked. ‘You’re far too young to think about that. ’

Ginny ran her tongue over her lips seductively as she turned to Harry. ‘D’you think I’m too young Harry. ’ Harry didn’t know what to say. He spluttered and turned away. As he walked up to Gyffindor tower his ears were scarlet.

Later that night lying in bed Harry thought about girls. More precisely he thought about sex. Who did he want to be his girlfriend? There were so many factors to consider. If he started going out with Hermione, Ron might be jealous. On the other hand if he started going with Ginny, Fred and George would hold him down whilst Ron kicked him. And would they go out with him anyway?

In the end it wasn’t his choice.

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The first day at school was a Saturday and a Hogsmeade weekend. Harry was looking forward to going to the village and waited impatiently in the entrance Hall for the others. He wondered what Draco and some of the Slytherins were doing there but studiously ignored them. Eventually Hermione and Ginny turned up. They walked through the main door with Ron Lavender and Parvati. Outside was a wonderful late summer day so he wasn’t surprised Hermione took her jumper off, but was a bit amazed when she undid the top several buttons of her blouse.

She put her arm around his waist at almost exactly the same time as Ginny. Harry glanced across at Ron to see his reaction. His friend was neatly sandwiched between Lavender and Parvati. Harry was shocked at the Indian girl; she had unbuttoned her blouse and tied it in a bow beneath her breasts. Parvati had never been a prude but he thought she was showing an awful lot of skin.

Ginny obviously thought so as well. In moments she had done the same. Harry jumped as Ginny’s hand grasped his bum and then slid into his back pocket. Not that he was going to object. He didn’t complain either when Hermione manoeuvred his hand onto the side of her tit.

He saw that Ron was in the same predicament and obviously enjoying it as much as he was. They soon reached Hogsmeade where they met several of their friends. Fred and George were sandwiched between Angelina Alicia and Katie. But Harry hardly noticed the boys. The girls were dressed like tarts in short figure hugging skirts and very thin halter-tops.

‘Ooh!’ Hermione said, ‘Where d’you get the clothes. ’ Katie took the chewing gum from her mouth.

‘Gladrags. D’you like them?’

They obviously did because moments later Ron and Harry stood looking as the girls ran to the shop. The boys sat outside waiting, barely able to discuss the girls. It was worth the wait. Hermione and Ginny came out first. Ron looked outraged when he saw his kid sister.

‘Ginny what do you think you’re wearing?’

Ginny spun around so that the very short flared skirt flew up showing the world that she wore no panties. Harry’s eyes went from her exposed to to her bouncing tits. The top she wore barely covered her boobs and was in any case made of open crochet work. Her nipples poked through. Hermione distracted Ron.

She was wearing the shortest pair of shorts either boy had ever seen. Made of red pvc, the bottom half of her buttocks bulged out beneath them. And her top was very short and very loose. As she raised her arms the sides of her boobs were visible to the areola.

Then Parvati and Lavender came out. For the briefest of moments Parvati’s dress looked almost respectable if rather short. But as she moved it was quite obviously see-thru. Lavender wore a backless leotard over a pair of pants as tight and small as Hermione’s. It was cut so high on the hips that entrancing areas of flesh were visible above the waistband of her pants.

Come on,’ Ginny said, ‘let’s go to the Three Broomsticks. They set off for the pub but didn’t make it. They stopped outside Madame Acutus’s Tattoo and Body Piercing parlour. Yet again the boys sat outside and waited.

Parvati was first out. Her navel stud glinted through the material and when she stuck her tongue out two studs were revealed. ‘It should make blowjobs something really special,’ she said squirming in Ron’s lap. He was redder that Harry thought possible. Then Ginny came out; nothing was apparent but as she sashayed over a gentle ringing sound could be heard.

‘D’you want to ring my bell Harry,’ she asked. And to show what she meant gave a quick flip of her skirt to show him the bell dangling from her shaven pussy. Then she sat in his lap wriggling on his painfully hard prick.

Lavender’s nipple rings were very obvious through the thin fabric of her leotard, as was the chain joining them.

It seemed an age before Hermione appeared. y any and Ginny settled down to a long snogging and groping session. She made no objection as his hand slid onto a boob merely kissing him all the harder. Ginny’s hand was about to slide beneath the waist of Harry’s jeans when Hermione came out. She appeared to have had the full set. Chains ran from her nipple rings to her navel stud whilst two more ran from them inside her shorts.

‘They had a special on nip and clit,’ she said revealing a tongue stud. ‘And I got a tattoo. D’you want to see it Harry?’ He, not sure where it might be, declined saying he looked forward to seeing it later.

In the Three Broomsticks Harry ordered Butterbeers for them all and carried them to an alcove. No sooner had he sat down than Hermione plunked herself in his lap. ‘My turn Ginny,’ she said. Ginny cuddled up to them as Harry and Hermione snogged. He discovered his assumption about nipple rings was right; she squealed with pleasure as he played with them. Even better was pulling the two outer chains that ran from her nips to her clit. A few minutes’ manipulation and Hermione was shrieking into Harry’s mouth as she came.

‘Let’s go back to school,’ Ginny whispered. ‘My dorm’s bound to be empty. ’ The six youngsters stood and left. Through his lust befuddled brain Harry saw Malfoy watching them; he had a malicious look on his face. In normal circumstances Harry would have been concerned by it, but they weren’t normal circumstances. For one thing Ginny and Hermione each had a hand in his jean pockets. Harry knew he should have repaired the holes in them but it was too late to worry. Both girls had ripped them even more as they forced a hand through. All that lay between Harry and even more embarrassment, or possibly delight, was the button holding the fly of his boxers. There was a ripping sound and the girls reached their goal.

By the time they were halfway to school Harry knew he was not going to make it. Hermione realised it as well; she pulled the three of them behind a tree and knelt before Harry. Ginny followed her and helped to pull Harry’s jeans and boxers down. The girls looked in admiration at his prick.

‘My first cock!’ Ginny said as she leaned forward to lick. For a brief second Harry looked around in terror to see if her brothers were around. But he soon forgot about them as Hermione’s mouth descended hungrily onto him. Harry was in teenage heaven; one girl was sucking him off as another licked his balls. When Ginny managed to get one in her mouth Harry lost it pumping into Hermione’s throat. As soon as Hermione lifted her head she turned to Ginny and kissed her. The thought of the two girls he liked most sharing his spend had Harry hard as a rock in no time.

They reached the castle without further mishap and ran to Gryffindor tower. In the common room, Harry was shocked to see Neville and the two remaining girls from their year in a clinch before the fire. (In deference to blessed JKR they will remain anonymous. )

‘Hey, get a bed,’ Hermione called to them. They didn’t bother to see their reaction but ran up the girls’ staircase. Ginny’s dorm wasn’t empty, there was one girl remaining. Lucy was another gorgeous girl. As black as any girl Harry had ever seen. And at that time Harry saw all of her. She was quite nude as she sat before a glass trying on make-up. She heard them enter and turned to them.

‘Oh good!   You’ve found some cock. ’ For a moment Harry thought there might be a catfight as Ginny’s eyes flared but she calmed down as he put an arm over her shoulder and onto a boob.

‘Alright you can share,’ she said a little petulantly, ‘but we’re first. ’ In no time at all she and Hermione were as naked as Lucy and Harry was being stripped. He looked in astonishment at Hermione’s hairless crotch. On it a brown haired girl was kneeling before a black haired boy with his improbably large cock in her mouth.

Hermione picked up her wand and cast ‘peno magnus. ’ Harry shrieked in pain as his prick more than doubled in size. But the pain was soon forgotten as Hermione sat astride. She slid her slit along his shaft a few times before rising up. Ginny manoeuvred Harry’s prick into place as Lucy moved to lick his balls. Hermione lowered herself onto him grunting as she was stretched and Harry was in adolescent heaven.

He raised his hands and grasped her ample boobs. As he played with them the sensations were transmitted to her clit. She stopped for a moment reaching the barrier that proclaimed her virginity. Harry grasped her hips and with a shriek Hermione became a woman.

Tears ran down her cheeks as she adjusted to the sensation. Harry asked if she was all right.

‘Oh God Yes Harry. I just love cock. ’She began to move on him rhythmically grunting, 'FuckFuck, fuck, fuck. ’ Harry wondered how long he could cope. He wanted Hermione to come first. He started to think about potions, about Snape, about anything except for the warm tight sensations at his groin.

But all his efforts were naught compared to the tight gripping of Hermione’s pussy. Harry thrust his hips up and groaned as he came. Hermione sensing his spend cried ‘Oh Fuck I’m coming; I’m coming. ’

Harry had barely stopped pumping when Ginny’s mouth descended onto his prick. For a moment he knew her behaviour had to be unnatural, but as he felt her throat contract about the end of his rock hard cock Harry worried about more urgent matters. He wondered who had taught Ginny how to give head. She certainly seemed to be an expert. Her could hardly believe it as he looked down at her flame red hair spread across his thighs. Harry had fantasised about such an event. The reality was beyond his dreams.

Harry pulled out of Ginny and seeing her pout rolled her onto her back. Ginny whimpered as he got between her outspread thighs. ‘Give it to me Harry,’ she cried, ‘Give it to me!’ And so of course he did. The shriek as he broke into her was harmonised to his moan of triumph. He was shagging Ginny Weasley!   For a moment he wondered where her brothers were; but not for long. Ginny was so tight. And she was so enthusiastic. It had to have hurt her but she still bucked up to meet his thrusts

And after Ginny it was Lucy. Harry was surprised when she went on all fours for a doggy fuck. She too was soon a woman.

As he lay surrounded by warm soft female flesh Harry began to think. He knew he was no super stud but the girls had jumped him as though driven to it. There had to be magic involved. He recalled Draco’s smirk in the Three Broomsticks. It would be just like him. He looked around for his wand planning to cast ‘incantate aperire. ’   But as he stretched out for it Lucy’s mouth descended on his prick. Thinking he could always check later Harry lay back to enjoy the ride.

Harry gloried in being a wizard for the rest of the day. A simple cast of ‘resurgam’ and he was ready for action. And the girls seemed insatiable.

At some time he realised Angelina and Katie had joined them. Angelina, Head Girl and Quidditch Captain bounced up and down like a monkey on a stick. Harry knew it had to be magic and knew he really should stop, but he was a normal hormone crazed teenage boy and he was enjoying himself far too much.

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By the morning his conscience overcame his lusts. He cast the spell revealing charm on Katie and gasped. She had been subject to multiple curses the worst of which was the slut hex. But in addition her state of arousal had been massively increased, her prophylaxis potion had been nullified and she had been forced into ovulation. Despite the girls’ pleas, Harry dragged on his jeans and went searching for Professor McGonagall.

When she saw what had happened she summonsed Madam Pomfrey and Professor Dumbledore. Harry had never seen the Headmaster so angry. Madame Pomfrey had established that all five girls were pregnant. And they dared not abort the children. Unless it was a squib, the mother would lose all her magical abilities

‘When I find who has done this they are going to be very sorry,’ Dumbledore said. ‘Very sorry indeed.’

‘I think Malfoy was involved,’ Harry said shame-facedly. And he told Dumbledore about the previous days events.

‘Harry we need to get the Ministry involved in this. Which means we can’t lift the curses until they have seen the girls. Indeed the problem is that the slut curse is utterly irreversible. ’

‘Yes,’ McGonagall said, ‘but it is possible to a it it so their lusts are directed at just one person rather than at any male over the age of puberty. ’

Dumbledore summonsed Ministry representatives and called an assembly in the Great Hall. None of the older Gryffindors were there. The girls wouldn’t wear clothes and the boys were busily assuaging their abnormal desires. In the Hall all of the students’ wands were confiscated.

The Ministry representatives arrived and saw that the girls had been cursed. Then Professor Dumbledore lifted those that he could and redirected the girls’ lusts to just one boy. Harry couldn’t believe his luck. He had five women who basically lived to pleasure him. He no longer had to choose between Hermione and Ginny. He had both of them.

By dinnertime the girls were in a fit condition to go to the Great Hall. But they were still sluts. Ron stared goggle eyed at his kid sister. She was wearing a skirt that had been too small for her the year before and her blouse was unbuttoned to the waist giving an enticing view of her freckled cleavage. But all the Gryffindor girls were the same. Alicia sat between Fred and George stroking their groins alternately.

When Harry turned back from looking at them he saw Ginny had gone. She had sat down opposite him but her space was now vacant. It was seconds before he realised where she was as he felt hands unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. As Harry sat eating his dinner and trying to look unconcerned Ginny was giving him a blowjob. He looked fearfully at Ron but realised Parvati was doing the same for him.

The Sluts of Slytherin House

Then Dumbledore stood up to announce who the villains were and what would happen to them. Draco, Pansy, Tracey and Blaise were to be slutted like their victims and made pregnant.

Harry wondered how on earth Draco could be impregnated. But as the sentences were announced Aurors grasped the criminals by the shoulders and marched them out. Except for Draco who was marched to a fireplace. The Aurors on either side held him tightly and said, ‘St Mungo’s Hospital. ’

The following week was a delight for Harry. He had moved into the girl’s fifth form dormitory along with his girls. They were never too tired and never had headaches. Hermione was as slutty as the rest although her favourite position was sitting impaled on Harry’s lap as they studied from the same book. Quite often Ginny would kneel before the two of them licking where they liked it most. And Ginny and Lucy developed a double act one sucking him as the other licked his balls. He had to stop them doing it in the Hall during meals because he couldn’t help crying out as he came.

Then on the Friday a new girl appeared at the Slytherin Table. Very pale with long platinum blonde hair and largish high breasts it took them a moment to realise it was Draco. That evening the four criminals were paraded in the Gryffindor Common room. Draco or Drayka as she now called herself looked terrified. When Saint Mungo’s did a sex change it wasn’t just cosmetic. Drayka was female down to the genetic level.

Professor McGonagall announced that the pregnant Gryffindors (around twenty girls) were to decide whom the criminals were going to be bound to. There was never any doubt about Drayka; Harry was getting a sixth slut. Harry was surprised at how happy the girl looked. Pansy went to Fred and George (‘To give Alicia a rest,’ Ron said in a stage whisper. )Tracey went to Ron and Blaise to Dean. The very pale girl looked aghast at her tall black lover. An Auror cast the curse tying the girls to their mate and left.

Harry led his six sluts up to the dormitory.

Drayka begged to be shagged in a very alluring voice. Harry grinned at the girl, as he said no. The blonde virgin had to watch as he shagged each of the other five. Then Harry allowed her to give him a blowjob. Drayka was crying tears of delight as she took Harry into her. She was a slut and sluts need a cock in them.

‘Perhaps,’ Harry thought, ‘I might shag her in a week or two. ’

The Sluts from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff

Of course Harry did shag Drayka and by the end of the month she was pregnant as well. Harry was surprised at how happy she was with her situation. It seemed to have calmed her down and although her acerbic wit remained it was not shown as often as before. In a way he felt sorry for her; her father had disowned her.

Then to Harry’s great relief Angelina told him that her father had offered the first floor of the stable block for them to live in. He owned half of Leicestershire and Angelina was his only child so in time they would be rich. They all agreed that they would spend Christmas there and since both Angelina and Katie were adults they could cast the necessary charms to make them comfortable.

Ron was to handfast with Parvati, Lavender and Tracey on the winter solstice so Harry would not be going on the Hogwarts express. He would floo to Leicestershire on the twenty-second. Harry hadn’t understood quite what being best man involved. It was traditional for a wizard to swear off sex for a fortnight before the ceremony, so as to be raring to go after the service. To keep him company the best man did the same. To ensure they did ‘ejaculato vetare’ was cast. By the end of the day, both boys thought it should have been one of the unforgivable curses. To say they had a case of blue balls was an understatement; both of them were in agony having effectively had a two-week erection

As he said farewell to his women he wondered why they were grinning as he talked about the forthcoming ceremony.

‘Don’t forget,’ Ginny said, ‘It’s your job to look after the bridesmaids. ’

Harry and Ron were horribly embarrassed by the wedding clothes. Handfasting was meant to be a natural ceremony so both boys wore nothing but very short thin cotton tabards held in place by a sash. The slightest wind would blow them up revealing all. In any event the cloth tented out before them as they walked down to the wedding site beside the lake. Even the freezing weather did nothing to diminish the effect. Harry was relieved the old tradition of being nude for handfasting no longer prevailed.

Harry smiled weakly at Mrs Weasley who smiled back. She fussed over Ron’s tabard, which looked perfect to him.
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