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Harry Potter's Most Excellent Year	By : ODB Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 76174 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 10

AN

Ah, the final chapter of this happy little story which sees our heroes stride off into the sunset, probably bollock naked as they do! I love a happy ending.

Anyway, I am working on a new story which is very similar to GW: PS but much darker in content. Enough happiness, it’s time to get nasty!

Pansy Parkinson lounged contentedly in one of the high-backed chairs that were littered around the Slytherin common room. In her lap, there was a selection of pictures taken several days before by Ginny Weasley that she’d just had the chance to get developed. To say they were pretty racy would be a massive understatement.

Weasley had been exceptionally clever in that none of the photos she’d taken had shown either Potter or Longbottom’s faces clearly. The Gryffindor ties the two boys had worn were plainly visible, however, so Pansy didn’t feel too bad about this slight cheat. After all, Draco didn’t have to know who the two guys in the pictures were, just that they were Gryffindors and they were banging six bells out of her.

A slight giggle escaped her lips as she thought back to that night. After the camera had been put away and all four of them had gotten down to a second round of fucking, things had become even filthier, if that was possible. Pansy’s world view had been shattered and she no longer cared about stupid things like blood purity. Now, she was more concerned with important things like how fit a bloke was and how big his dick was rather than his heritage.

Not just blokes, either. At the boys’ urgings, she and Weasley had indulged in a bit of girl-on-girl action and, to her surprise, had loved it. Of course, it helped if the girl in question was as physically gorgeous as Ginny. Never in her wildest dreams would Pansy have ever envisaged herself licking out the redhead’s wet cunt while the girl did the same to her. They’d gotten each other off repeatedly until the boys, unable to merely sit back and watch any longer, had leaped back into action.

Sweet Merlin, what a night! As well as being licked out by Weasley, she’d been fucked repeatedly again by Potter, then by Longbottom and finally by both of them at the same time. Ginny had enjoyed the same attention and plainly had loved taking two cocks at once as much as she had. It had made Pansy look at her fellow witches in a different light and she’d already identified an attractive fourth-year girl who had blushed prettily when she’d started to flirt with her.

The cute girl wasn’t her only target. Now she was free of her previous limited thinking, the whole of Hogwarts had opened up as a pool of potential sexual partners for her. Most promising was a pair of seventh-year Ravenclaw boys who had reacted favourably when she’d dropped some heavy innuendo onto them. She’s even mentioned the word ‘threesome’ to them and seen how their eyes lit up. The situation definitely had potential!

Pansy’s daydreams were disturbed by the sight of Draco Malfoy entering the room. As she’d planned, he was alone – his usual brutish companions would still be stuffing themselves at the lunch table. She lowered her lashes and watched him from the corner of her eye. He’d obviously seen her but as she was sitting by the entrance to the boys’ dorms he couldn’t avoid her this time. Draco set his shoulders and began to walk towards the stairs of the dorm, clearly hoping that she wouldn’t make a scene.

As he got close to her, Pansy let out a small giggle. Draco instantly turned and glared at her.

“What are you sniggering about, Parkinson?” he demanded.

“Oh, Draco, I didn’t see you there,” Pansy lied. “Oh, don’t worry, I wasn’t laughing at you. I was just reliving some happy memories. In fact, I should thank you really for making them possible.”

“What are you talking about?” Draco snapped. “What are those photos?”

Of course, Draco Malfoy couldn’t stand the thought of something going on that he didn’t know about. He lunged forward and grabbed the picture that Pansy had been holding in her hand. She could have easily pulled it away in time but she’d guessed that Draco would stick his nose into her business.

“What the hell is this?” Draco screeched when he caught sight of the photo. It was one of her on her knees with Potter and Longbottom’s cocks in her hand. Being a wizarding photo it of course moved and showed her repeatedly turning her head to lick the head of each dick in turn.

“Oh, that’s just me having some fun. Since you declared that you had become betrothed to Astoria, I’ve been free to enjoy myself. Naturally, I selected only the most handsome, best-equipped boys I could find to provide me with some entertainment. Now, Draco, please don’t feel bad that those boys have much larger cocks than you. It’s just that most boys have bigger ones than you have.”

Draco snarled and snatched the rest of the pictures from Pansy’s lap. He hurriedly looked through them with an expression of shock on his face.

“Who are these morons and why are they wearing Gryffindor ties?” he blurted eventually.

“Hmm, I don’t think I’ll tell you who they are,” Pansy purred. “As for the ties, well, they’re wearing them because they’re Gryffindors, of course.”

“You had sex with a pair of idiots from Gryffindor? Have you no shame?” he demanded.

“Shame? No, I’ve got very little of that. Then again, I didn’t deceive a girl into thinking she would be betrothed to him only to be rejected without explanation or apology, did I? Maybe you should look at your own morals before you start accusing other people.”

“But… but… the way you are in these pictures! You were never like that with me. Perhaps if you’d been a better lover I might have picked you,” he snapped.

“Let me explain, Draco dear. I look like that in those photos because I’m enjoying myself. There, I have two wonderful lovers who are intent on pleasuring me any way they can. You, on the other hand, are selfish, unskilled and badly equipped when it comes to sex, only interested in gratifying himself and giving no thought to his partner’s pleasure. You, Draco Malfoy, couldn’t fuck your way out of a paper bag!”

Pansy had nearly yelled the last part and it caused a number of people in the common room to stop what they were doing and observe the two of them arguing. Her comments had made many of them laugh openly. Draco, however, had turned an alarming shade of red and was trembling with anger. Before he could yell a response, however, Pansy leapt to her feet and confronted him.

“Do you know how relieved I was when I heard you’d made a wedding contract with Astoria? I was saved from a lifetime of massively disappointing sex and having to listen to you prattle on about how great you are! You’re her problem now and all I can say is I hope she likes men with tiny cocks who last less than a minute. At least now I’m free to hunt down some real men who know how to treat a girl right. Oh, and don’t think I haven’t noticed that you got an erection looking at those photos, even if it is so small.”

“You bitch! I’m going to… oof!”

Draco barely managed to start his sentence when he was cut short be Pansy ramming her knee into his groin. He grasped his injured member in his hands and fell to his knees, an expression of pain and horror on his face.

“I’ll take those,” Pansy cried, snatch her photos back. “Really, I’m surprised I managed to hit my intended target. It is so very small, after all. Well, goodbye, Draco. I’ll pass my condolences onto Astoria when I see her next. Perhaps I’ll buy her a decent sized dildo as a wedding gift as, let’s face it, she’s going to need it if she wants any fun.”

With that, Pansy turned and strode out the common room to the sound of the rest of her housemates loudly clapping her. The Malfoys may be rich, but popular they were not. Now, Pansy wondered, where would she be most likely to run into those hunky Ravenclaw boys?

With just a month left of term, Harry was finding things were extremely satisfactory. Although his O.W.L. exams were only weeks away, he wasn’t worried. He’d inherited his father’s ability to casually absorb information without putting in too much effort and was certain he would do well. Neville had few concerns, either, so the pair of them could concentrate on much more pleasurable pursuits.

Harry was in the rare position of getting to fuck two sexy witches on a regular basis. Ginny was maintaining her promise to service both of them until Neville could find himself a girlfriend and he continued to bang Luna at least once a week, too. He’d explained to the strange girl his promise to Ginny and she’d been unconcerned. Indeed, she’d actually been pleased that her friend was finally going to hook up with him and offered to do anything to help with Neville’s situation within her power.

Fortunately, such help proved to be unnecessary.

It was a quiet Tuesday evening and they were all settling down to enjoy their dinner when it happened. Ginny, as was frequently the case now, was seated between Harry and Neville, something that quite a few people had noticed including her brother Ron. However, the tall redhead appeared conflicted by the whole thing. He’d recently been making concerted efforts to court Hermione and obviously felt that Neville was his main rival to her affections. Weasley apparently thought that Harry and Neville were both vying for his sister’s attention which suited his plans. As it kept Ron out of their hair, no one bothered to correct him.

They had begun to eat when a great commotion suddenly came from the Hufflepuff table. They looked up just in time to see Hannah Abbot rise to her feet and empty a pot of tomato soup all over the head of Ernie McMillan. She then slapped him hard across the face with enough force to send him sprawling across the table.

“That’s it!” she shouted. “That’s the final straw! I’ve had it with you, Ernie. I can’t believe what a horrid, selfish person you’ve turned into. Well, no more! You and I are finished. Find yourself another girlfriend!”

With that, Hannah turned and started to stride away in the direction of the main doors. McMillan started to follow her but was stopped dead by at least a dozen Curses, all of them cast by Hufflepuff witches who clearly sympathised with Hannah. The first Curse had come from the wand of Susan Bones which instantly started an argument between her and her own boyfriend.

As Hannah reached the door to the great hall, she turned just for a second and happened to glance in Neville’s direction. A smile flickered on her face before she hurried out of the door.

“Well? Aren’t you going to go after her?” Ginny demanded.

“Do you think I should?”

“YES!” both Harry and Ginny snapped.

Taking a quick swig of his pumpkin juice, Neville stood and quickly made his way out of the hall, his departure masked somewhat by the fresh bout of shouting coming from the Hufflepuff table where Susan appeared to be following her friend’s lead and dumping her annoying boyfriend. Neville slipped out the door with only a handful of people noticing his departure.

“Bet you a Galleon that they’re together before curfew,” Ginny said to Harry smugly.

“No bet! That really is a no-brainer,” he replied with a smile.

“Of course, you realise that this will have an impact on our own relationship,” she pointed out. “If Neville and Hannah are together then I’m sure I don’t need to remind you of our little agreement.”

“No, it looks like I’ve got myself a girlfriend,” Harry agreed. “Can’t say I’m too upset at the prospect.”

“Good. Just remember, you’re mine now, so no more shagging around, okay?”

“Got it. I suppose I’ll need to tell Luna, though.”

“Oh, leave Luna to me,” Ginny insisted. “I’ll have a talk with her.”

Harry nodded, wondering why his new girlfriend had such a wicked smile on her face.

A couple of days later, the Come and Go Room finally became available for an evening after Neville and his newly minted girlfriend finally decided to take a night off. Ginny had instantly claimed it and instructed Harry to be there by six-thirty that evening. He was so keen he had to restrain himself from turning up an hour early.

Ginny met him on the landing and kissed him firmly. He eagerly reciprocated, pulling her slender body to his and letting his tongue lazily wrestle with hers. Frankly, he was so horny by this point that he nearly pulled up her skirt and fucked her up against a wall.

“Harry… not here,” Ginny gasped although he could tell she was as up for it as he was. Still, he allowed himself to be gently pushed away. The redhead took him by the hand and led him to the door to the Come and Go room which, strangely, was already there.

“I need to tell you something,” Ginny said and, for the first time, Harry noted she was nervous.

“What’s the matter?”

“Harry, all the time since we first did it, I’ve been seeing someone else. Now, please, don’t be angry! We always said we weren’t a couple until Neville got together with Hannah, so I didn’t think this relationship counted. Now we’re together, I wanted to come clean.”

Just for a moment, Harry felt a surge of anger but it was gone as soon as it had arrived. Ginny was right, they hadn’t promised each other exclusivity at that point and, besides, he’d been banging Luna regularly, not to mention his own sister. No, it was a good thing that Ginny was being honest at this point.

“Okay, thank you for telling me and I think you’re right. We didn’t promise each other anything. I take it you’re not going to see this guy anymore, though?”

“Well, that’s what we wanted to talk to you about,” Ginny told him. “The person is already inside.”

This time Harry was angry. Some bloke was already in the Come and Go Room, presumably wanting him to allow him to continue porking his girlfriend? Bollocks to that! With a scowl on his face, Harry grabbed the handle on the door and threw it open. To his great surprise, however, Luna was standing there apparently waiting for him.

“Hello, Harry,” she said calmly.

“Umm, Luna, I think there’s been some sort of mistake,” he began. “I don’t think you’re meant to be here.”

“Of course I am, silly.”

He heard Ginny huff in irritation behind him and a second later he was physically shoved out of the way. The small redhead stomped into the room and walked right up to Luna before taking the blonde in her arms and passionately kissing her. Once their lips broke apart, Ginny turned to him with a smug expression on her face.

“What, did you think that when I went down on Pansy it was the first time I’d ever been with a girl?” she demanded. “Luna and I have been lovers for years, haven’t we, babe?”

“Oh, yes,” Luna confirmed. “You were the first boy I ever had sex with, Harry, but Ginny was the first girl.”

“Bloody hell,” Harry gasped, his mind unable to process what this all meant.

“Anyway, I know we said that we would be exclusive from this point onwards, but I felt really bad about shutting Luna out like that,” Ginny revealed. “So, I was thinking, perhaps we could invite her to join us, maybe two or three times a month? I know you care about her as much as I do and was sad to stop seeing her. Perhaps she can be our shared fuck-toy a few times a month?”

“That would be wonderful,” Luna exclaimed.

Harry’s jaw was hanging down somewhere around his knees. He’s secretly been trying to work out a way to suggest to Ginny that they indulge in a threesome with the little Ravenclaw for weeks but never found a suitable way of phrasing it. Now, it was being handed to him on a plate. By the Gods, it was good to be him!

“Of course Luna can join in with us,” he managed to splutter. “I know how close the two of you are and I love her to bits, too. Just as long as you two promise not to elope with each other.”

“Oh, no. we wouldn’t do that, Harry,” Luna assured him. “Ginny doesn’t have a penis and I would miss not having one of those inside me.”

Ginny laughed. “Same problem here, babe. Sorry to say it, Harry, but we’re both only after that magnificent cock of yours.”

“I see,” he said calmly. “Perhaps you’d both like to share it now?”

“We’d love to!” Luna exclaimed.

Harry entered the room and shut the door firmly behind him. Within seconds, the three of them were in a tight huddle, sharing kisses and running their hands over each other’s bodies. Clothing began to be discarded rapidly and they were soon naked. With a massive smile on his face, Harry cast his eye over his two lovers.

Both Ginny and Luna were short and slim. Of the two, Ginny was more voluptuous and on her small frame, her breasts looked quite large although Harry could fit them into his hands quite comfortably. Her creamy, freckled skin always drove him wild and he loved the way it made her vivid hair stand out all the more.

In contrast, Luna was pale from head to foot. Her dirty-blond hair was as wild as Ginny’s if not so colourful. Her skin was unblemished and even the thick patch of pubic hair was barely noticeable. Her breast, while smaller than her friend’s, had a certain perkiness to them and her nipples stood out very noticeable.

While he might have enjoyed the bodies of such lush women as Hannah, Susan and Aurora, Harry had to admit that he preferred a more athletic figure, with slim limbs and a neat waistline. That both his mother and sister boasted such figures was not lost to him, but equally, the two naked beauties standing in front of him were enough to turn his brain to mush, set his knees trembling and make his dick hard as a rock. His hands shook as he reached out to the girls.

“Mmm, this really is a magnificent cock,” Ginny purred as she took him into her hand. “I think we should worship it with our mouths. What do you say, Luna?”

“I think that’s a wonderful idea, Ginny.”

The two girls sank down to their knees and with agonising slowness began to run their tongues up and down the length of his shaft. Harry looked down at them with joy on his face. Both Ginny and Luna seemed absorbed with their task and were licking him eagerly. To add to his pleasure, Ginny took his balls in her hand and began to caress them. Wallowing in ecstasy, Harry shut his eyes and began to run his hands through the girls’ wild manes of hair.

Soon, Harry felt a warm, wet mouth close around the head of his cock. He opened his eyes and was unsurprised to see that it was Ginny that had decided to start sucking him off. With his balls still in her hand, her head began to bob backwards and forwards and she took more and more of his dick into her mouth. Luna continued to lick his shaft, coating him in her saliva. Harry heard himself whimper and could feel his legs tremble slightly.

Just as his mind was on the verge of snapping, Ginny pulled his dick from her mouth and offered it to Luna. The blonde said nothing, but briefly kissed the redhead full on the lips before turning her head and accepting Harry's throbbing cock. Ginny, for her part, dipped down and took his left testicle into her mouth. It was all he could do to stop himself from spunking on the spot. As it was, he could tell that he’d left a few drops of cum drip into Luna’s mouth, although that just seemed to make her suck him harder.

Eventually, Luna pulled his member from her mouth and rocked back on her heels. With a more intense look on her face then he’d ever seen, she looked him right in the eye.

“Harry, I need to be fucked. I need to be fucked right now!”

“Me, too,” Ginny agreed, having come up for air. “You have two horny bitches who need your cock buried deep in their cunts. Fuck us, Harry, fuck us hard!”

“Well, since Luna asked first, I guess I’d better do her,” Harry said, noticing that there was a definite tremble in his voice. “On your back, Luna, it’s time for you to get some cock.”

The small blond girl practically threw herself down onto her back and spread her legs wide. With equal haste, Harry dropped down onto his knees and shuffled himself forward himself between her thighs. With barely a moment’s hesitation, he sunk his rock-hard cock deep into her pussy. Luna moaned out loud and grabbed his body, trying to pull him deeper inside her. Ginny, clearly wanting to be involved, laid down next to the girl and began to lick her nipples.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” Harry growled. “Sweet Merlin, your cunt is dripping wet, Luna!”

The girl in question didn’t reply but began to squeal in her trade-mark high pitched fuck-voice. As he thrust deeper and harder into her, Luna began to wail like a Muggle air-raid siren. It was sweet music to his ears and made him fuck her all the harder.

After a while, Ginny grew bored with trying to suck her best friend’s nipples off and rose to her knees. With surprising strength for such a small girl, she grabbed Harry’s shoulders and pushed. He found himself toppling sideways and he landed on his back. In a split second, Ginny was on top of him.

“My turn to get fucked,” she declared, straddling Harry and quickly lowering herself down onto his waiting dick. She let out a long moan of pleasure as he entered her and was soon riding him like there was no tomorrow. Luna, obviously somewhat disgruntled at being usurped, stood by with her arms folded. Ginny had a suggestion, though. “Luna, babe, why don’t you sit on Harry’s face and tell him that you love him?”

A smile instantly appeared on the blonde’s face and she hurriedly dropped to her knees. She then edged backwards until she was directly over Harry’s face before she gently lowered herself down. Harry found himself with a face full of Luna’s pussy. Never one to miss an opportunity, he began to lick it passionately.

The afternoon turned in one of wonder for Harry. The girls worked wonderfully as a team, taking turns in fucking him in every position under the sun. If his cock wasn’t buried deep in one of the girl’s willing cunts, it was in the others. Invariably, he ended up licking out the one he wasn’t fucking at that moment which he loved. Both Ginny and Luna climaxed several times and, when he’d been able to hold on no more, they’d knelt in front of him with their mouths wide open as he shot his spunk all over their eager faces. When he’d finished, they’d turn and licked every drop off the other’s body, much to his joy. Even as he watched, his dick began to harden again and he was soon back in action.

Eventually, the three of them fucked themselves into a state of exhaustion and they collapsed on the floor. They lay there, with the girl’s draped over his chest and his arms around their shoulders. For a while, they just lay their sharing soft kisses with their bodies intertwined.

“That was bloody amazing,” Harry announced after a while.

“Yeah, it was,” Ginny agreed. “What about you, Luna? You happy to share Harry’s cock with me?”

“Only if you share your pussy with me, too,” the blonde replied with a dreamy expression on her face.

“Oh, you can count on that, babe!” the redhead responded before stretching over and kissing Luna firmly on the lips.

Harry lay there and watched them. Despite his near-total fatigue, he felt his cock twitch at the sight of them. Now, did he had the strength to fuck them one last time and would they let him do anal on them this time?

It was just as well they’d finished their exams for the year or he wouldn’t have had the strength to hold his quill!

Before they knew it, the school year was over and it was time to board the Hogwarts Express to take them home for the summer holidays. It was with mixed feelings that Harry climbed aboard the train. He’d had such a wonderful year that he almost didn’t want to go home. However, all good things must come to an end and such was the case here.

Still, he reasoned as they found a suitable compartment, his circumstances now couldn’t have been more different than when he and Neville had travelled up to school last September. Then, they’d been two lonely, frustrated sons-of-bitches desperate to snare some willing witch pussy to fuck. Now, they had almost more muff than they could eat.

His best mate sat opposite him in the compartment, sandwiched between two buxom Hufflepuffs. Although Neville hadn’t confirmed it directly, he’d hinted that Hannah had been more than willing to allow her best friend, Susan, to join in during their love-making sessions. Having had a taste of what that would be like, Harry could only marvel at his friend’s stamina and fortitude. Keeping both Hannah and Susan satisfied would be a hard task for any man!

Mind you, Harry had a similar problem himself. Although his arm was draped over Ginny’s shoulders, Luna sat on the other side of him so close that their legs occasionally touched. Getting to fuck both of them was like a dream come true and he was determined to make the most of the situation whenever and wherever he could.

On the far side of Ginny, Jasmine sat with a knowing grin on her face. Jaz had been very happy to hear that he’d snagged Ginny Weasley as a girlfriend and had been full of praise for her fellow redhead. Indeed, the two girls seemed to get along very well which boded well for the future.

As the train made its merry way back down towards London, Harry caught a glimpse of Pansy Parkinson as she walked past the compartment. As she walked, she was flanked by two tall, handsome Ravenclaws who seemed to be fawning over her. As she passed, she caught Harry’s eye and winked at him. He grinned back, knowing that the dark-haired girl was having a great time now she’d been able to rid herself of Draco Malfoy. More power to her, he thought. Still, if she was ever up for another threesome with him and Ginny he’d jump at the chance.

It was then that a thought occurred to him. He had fucked every single girl in this compartment, and several that had just walked passed, too! This thought alone was enough to make him glow with pride, not to mention make his cock twitch. He really was the luckiest bugger alive!

Truly, it had been a most excellent year.

Fin.

Oh, and if anyone wonders, yes, Harry did continue to fuck his sister in secret. The dirty bastard.
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