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Rumors and statues	By : Croenkh Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 10484 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Over the next few days Harry made sure to check the map nightly.
He was the only person in the whole school that could predict exactly when the “statue” was going to be there again.
His eyes always went to the corridor first, then to the slytherin rooms. Always looking for Pansy. He also looked around the statue even if she wasn't moving from the dungeons where the slytherin dorms were located. Although he knew that she was behind the phenomenon last time it didn´t mean that she was the only one behind it.
But the days went by and nothing happened. Neither Pansy nor anyone else, aside from the occasional horny boy, went to the corridor in question.
Then, after a week, Harry was fed up.
He snuck out in the middle of the night, his invisibility cloak on and the marauder's map in hand. No one was out at this time of night, Pansy seemed to be in her bed, and no one else was roaming the corridors.
Once he arrived at the statue he started to investigate it.
Harry went around it a few times but there was nothing indicating a hidden inner secret.
He tried a few spells that came to mind for uncovering small secrets, finding entrances, and others. But nothing seemed to work.
The stone didn't budge.
He even went as far as trying to rub the statues butt in hopes of something happening, but nothing. It was still just a big stonework among many.
Harry toyed with the idea of an explosive spell, but quickly tossed it. It would make way too much noise and probably would destroy the statue for good.
Annoyed, he paced up and down the corridor.
Every now and then he glanced over the map. Then he suddenly froze.
Pansy was no longer in her bed and he couldn't find her in the common room either.
He quickly hid behind another statue and scanned the drawn corridors again.
After half a minute or so he finally found her dot. His heartbeat rose as it seemed she was making her way up here.
He was right because about five minutes later she hurried quietly around the corner.
Harry could see her eyes darting around, making sure she was alone.
When she was sure that she was, apart from the invisible onlooker she was unaware of, Pansy pulled her wand out.
Harry leaned forward, curious about the spell she would use.
But when Pansy only whispered it breathily, he cursed quietly. He could not understand the words she was using.
The statue opened up. She then used a camouflage spell that Harry heard her disenchant last time. He watched her step into the statue. As quickly and quietly as possible he made his way over. If he couldn't hear the spells he at least wanted to have a closer look at what else was going on.
He got in front of the statue right when it started to close.
Pansy was basically strapped in in a half lying half kneeling position. Her hands, grabbing at two bars inside, seemed to be fastened with something that looked like silken rope.
Before the statue closed completely he saw another piece of silken looking fabric wrapping around her head,keeping her mouth closed. Harry supposed it was enchanted so as to not let a single sound out of her. Then it was completely closed with no sign of an opening again.
Harry´s pants had gotten painfully tight when looking at the helpless seeming girl inside.
He knew that it was her own doing, and he figured that there probably were some timed spells in play, as Pansy would without a doubt not be able to cast any spell from inside.
He was annoyed that he couldn't get the answers he had come here to find.
But he had something to take his mind off of it: His raging boner.
And since he just saw a gorgeous witch basically volunteering herself, he knew what to do.
Once more he stood behind the statue. Just like last time the rear was replaced by Pansy´s.
And it seemed she was as eager as he was, because without anyone´s touch yet she was already glistening in anticipation.
Harry waited a bit before he did anything. Otherwise she would have known that someone had already been there. He wanted to immediately ram his cock into the waiting pussy, but he held himself back. Gazing lustfully at her ass he lazily stroked himself. Not too much, he didn't want to cum before he even started.
After an agonizing five minutes or so he couldn't wait any longer. He lined himself up and without any foreplay he plunged his cock into her pussy. Harry could feel her squirm in surprise, but due to her restraints she could not pull away. But as she was already soaking wet it took little effort for Harry to bury himself balls deep into her cunt.
He groaned in pleasure after his dick finally got some action that wasn´t administered by his hands. He held for a few seconds, then he pulled all the way out. As soon as the tip of his penis was out he plunged it back in. After only a few repetitions he could already feel his orgasm approaching. Not wanting to shoot his load already Harry pulled out.
He got on his knees, his eyes leveled with her pussy. Not wasting any time he leaned forward and let his tongue wander over her slit, stopping right before her asshole.
Pansy´s juices tasted heavenly. The taste and the feeling spurred Harry on and he started feverishly licking her so well presented pussy. He let his tongue wander outside and inside, probing into her, tonguefucking her. Then back to the outer lips, and licking her clit.
It didn't take long until he felt Pansy shiver and her walls clenching up.
She came with Harry´s tongue inside her. In his mind he saw her, eyes wide open, trying to scream her orgasm out but the gag not letting it through.
Maybe she was trying to get away because the sensation was too much. Maybe her pussy was sensitive right now and she needed a break but couldn't get away.
These thoughts made Harry´s dick pulsate with lust. He kept on licking her with even more fervor. The thought of the helpless Pansy at a stranger´s mercy was so incredibly arousing to him that he couldn't hold back. His tongue explored every last inch of her pussy, and he even wandered up to her other hole once or twice.
But soon that wasn´t enough for Harry, and he jumped to his feet again.
As soon as he was up he started to fuck her again, his cock pumping in and out of her.
It didn´t take long and he again felt his orgasm nearing.
This time though he let it happen. Harry hammered into Pansy until his balls contracted and he shot his thick load into her.
Pump after pump of hot white cum erupted from his cock. He sighed heavily. A whole week he hadn´t come in hopes of being able to use the statue again. And now his balls seemingly didn´t want to stop. After about eight shots of cum he finally pulled out, watching his seed slowly flow out of Pansy´s pussy.
His energy spent he proceeded to use his fingers to play with her, until a few minutes later he heard muffled voices.

Over the next two hours or so Harry sat under his cloak in viewing distance of the statue.
Just like the last time different students came and went, some coming more than once.
Harry watched them all licking, fingering, and fucking Pansy. Some used a cleansing charm before going in, others didn´t bother and just filled her up even more.
He watched them positioning themselves, watched them take out their cocks, and watched the cocks slide in. All the while he pictured Pansy, bound and helpless, in a predicament of her own choosing, unable to stop any of them from using her to their hearts’ content.
That thought alone was enough to keep his dick rock hard.
Whenever there was no one around Harry would go up to the statue again, making sure the stimulation kept up. He licked and fucked her numerous times.
And then, about two to three hours after it started, he heard a slight rumble.
Harry stepped away from the statue, but only enough to let Pansy come out.
The statue opened, and he saw a sweating, dazed looking Pansy Parkinson.being released from the magical constraints.
She stumbled out of it, and onto the floor on all fours. She just sat there for a while panting heavily. Harry marveled at the view, the thoroughly fucked witch on the floor in front of him, spent from all the pounding, her pussy leaking cum from a few different people.
After a while she had gathered enough strength to stand up.
Harry stepped behind her, silently pulling off his cloak.
“Good evening, Pansy,” he whispered.
The witch jumped and whirled around, eyes open wide. “What? You? How…” she snapped in confusion, but Harry quickly put a hand over her mouth. “Shhh, it's the middle of the night,” he whispered. “I just want to talk.”
Pansy looked unconvinced, but nodded. Harry took his hand off her.
She looked at him with suspicion in her eyes. “What do you want?” she asked quietly.
“I want to know how this works. It got me very… curious.” Harry answered.
Again Pansy shot him a quizzing look. “You want to know the secrets behind these statues?” she asked him. Harry nodded. “And what if I refuse to tell you?” She asked in a defiant tone.
Harry raised an eyebrow. “Then I might let your secret slip. And you know how fast rumors spread…” he let his voice trail off, but holding her gaze.
Pansy looked like she was about to get really mad, but then she sighed and looked down on herself. “I guess I can't really refuse. Tell you what, Potter. I´ll go and clean myself up. Then I´ll go to bed. Tomorrow night we´ll meet here shortly before midnight, and I´ll show you everything. I promise.” She added when he looked at her in obvious disbelief. “What do you think I´ll do, run away? You hold the cards right now,” she sighed.
Harry nodded again. “That's true, you don't really have a choice. But just to be sure, I´ll write your secret down on a letter that will be delivered to someone else the day after, unless I stop it manually beforehand. Just in case you´ll show up with some people tomorrow. Got it?” Pansy rolled her eyes, but agreed.
Then they both went their separate ways for now.

The next day went agonizingly slow for Harry. Classes were either boring or overly taxing, and the rest of the day didn't seem to come to an end.
But finally around half past eleven Harry snuck out, eyes on his map. Pansy was already there, waiting for him. No other people anywhere near her. The letter Harry had threatened to write had just been a bluff. He would know if she had brought backup way before they met.But it seemed Pansy was true to her word.
Before he rounded the corner he pulled off his cloak. He tiptoed further to find her waiting for him. “There you are,” she whispered. He wasn't sure if she sounded annoyed or amused.
“Yes, I´m here. Now, show me how it´s done.” Harry demanded.
He stepped to the bent over witch statue, but Pansy shook her head.
“I´ll show you another one,” she said quietly. Intrigued, Harry followed her towards the statue of the falling wizard. Pansy held up her wand, and clearly spoke “Lapis aperire”.
With a small rumble the statue opened up. Inside Harry could see a similar interior than in the other statue. It was padded, at the wizard's head there was a pillow, and there were also two bars near the wizard's hands. Harry stepped towards it, curiously.
Then a thought hit him. “Wait, why is this statue…” He couldn't finish his sentence.
Pansy had hit him from behind with a stunning spell.
“Alright, Potter. You wanted to know how it all works, so I´ll show you. You´ll learn it all firsthand. The spell to open it is Lapis aperire, as you have heard. Also, I use the spell colore mutatio to change the colour of my skin to match the stone.” Harry saw a light out of the corner of his eye when Pansy used the spell. He couldn't move his head, but he was sure if he could look down he would be stone coloured...
Pansy spoke up again. “Now, the statues are magically programmed to open up after a set amount of time.I set this one to three hours. Also it won´t open after the time limit if there are people around, so I don´t know how you managed to sneak up on me yesterday. And now, let's keep going.” With a flick of her wand Harry started floating. Slightly panicked, he saw the walls around him move. Or rather, he got rotated in midair. Pansy carefully let him float into the statue, face up. After a few moments and adjustment he was lying inside, head on the pillow. His hands slightly up were magically fastened to the bars. And before pansy lifted the tun spell, she made sure the magical mouth gag stopped harry from making any noises.
When he felt that he could move again Harry was trapped. Wide eyed he watched as Pansy magically pulled his feet upwards, binding them as well. Then the statue rumbled again and closed around him. “Usually I use another spell to completely silence the inside so that I can´t hear anything going on outside. I love not knowing what will happen. But for you I made an exception. No sound will travel outwards, but you will be able to hear everything from out here. Now, have fun. I´ll be back in three hours.” Pansy giggled, and he heard her step away. “Oh, I almost forgot,” He heard her whisper, and then she came back.
Harry felt her hand on his dick. He tried to move, but he couldn´t.
“Ohoho, someone is already very eager,” She laughed, Harry´s almost fully erect cock in hand, stroking it lightly. “I was about to prepare you, but it seems like you did that yourself already.But let me help with a stamina spell to keep it up.” Harry felt a warm tingle in his cock that stood at full attention. “Have fun!” He heard her walk away.
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