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Paying For His Pedestal	By : twocanz Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Cho Views: 82652 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 3 �
Insatiable Need

A normal Friday at Hogwarts would be joyful time.� It was an excuse to slack off just a little
bit in class, and absolutely no worries about homework being due the next
day.� But there wasn�t much joy is Cho�s
first Friday back at school.� Granted,
she had Quidditch try-outs the next day, she would have plenty of time to study
all weekend or she could lounge about doing nothing at all.�

However, Cho knew her weekend wouldn�t be so free and
easy.� She was sure the open time period
would find her in a tussle with the Greatly Disturbed Harry Potter, where she
would end up naked, half-naked, or nearly clothed, but being fucked, fingered
or licked thoroughly and cumming with plenty of shame.� But one thing Cho felt certain of was that
would all start tomorrow because today both her and Harry were limping about
the school.� She smiled triumphantly to
herself when she noticed that he was worse for wear.� Though she was limping and had bruises on
covered parts of her body because of their Fight-to-Fuck in the storage room
the day before, and healed the scratches on her face, Harry was limping
painfully with a knot of his head and swollen lip courtesy of one Miss Cho
Chang.� She was sure he wouldn�t have the
energy or the stupidity to come at her that day.� Then again, she had been wrong before.

Everyone asked Cho what had happened to her when they
noticed her inability to walk properly.�
She lied to everyone, not much in the mood to talk about Harry and
chickens, and said that she either tripped her on her
torn book bag, tripped up the stairs to Ravenclaw Tower,
or tripped over a first year in the common room.� Everyone believed her stories, and told her
to be careful next time.� At breakfast,
she noticed that people were more concerned when they saw Harry�s state when he
walked into the Great Hall, and by lunch, Cho had a heard a slew of lies about
his condition.

�Did you hear?� Cho overheard a fifth year Hufflepuff say to
a Ravenclaw in the same year.� �Harry
Potter got that bump on his head because he tripped a Death Eater trying to
sneak into the school last night and fought him to the death!� He saved us all!�

�No, I heard,� began the Ravenclaw, �that he threw himself
down the marble staircase in the Main Hall so that he could roll under a
mountain troll without being notice and that he could set it�s bum on fire!�

Cho held back a snicker.�
�No, you both have it wrong,� began a seventh year heading toward Cho�s
Herbology class.� �Last night, Potter
sensed a disturbance in Hogsmeade.� He
went to Dumbledore to make him open the gate so that Potter could get out and
investigate.� When Dumbledore refused,
Potter blew a hole in the gate, and ran to the Shrieking Shack.� There, he found that a group of Death Eaters
had kidnapped a first year and was heading up the stairs of the haunted
house.� Potter fought them all on his own
to save the first year, and carried the little girl all the way back to
school.� Bloody hero, that one!� the
seventh year boy said, shaking his head in admiration before setting off to
class.

During lunch, though she could care less what he was doing,
Cho watched Harry with his friends.�
Well, she watched Harry getting highly annoyed and irritated around his
friends.�� A line of people were coming
by to pat him on the back for saving the young girl who was too shaken up over
the event to come forward and admit to anyone that it was her he saved.� When Harry would tell them that was just a
rumor and it�s wasn�t true in the slightest, they simply praised him more for
being so humble over his heroics.

After Potions that afternoon, Cho was free for the rest of
the day.� She didn�t know how she�d spend
her free time, but she knew she didn�t want to hang out with Marietta who was free as well, or go lounge
around the common room.� As she thought
over her options leaving the dungeon, she barely noticed that she passed, or
limped by the equally limping Harry Potter and his friends until she heard
someone saying his name.

�Brilliant work last night, Harry!� To think, you were brave enough to stun
Dumbledore in order to save those poor Muggle orphans that had wandered into a
Death Eaters meeting in Hogsmeade.�
Blimey mate, wish I had your balls!� praised a male voice, and Cho could
hear the patting of a back, and the cracking of some knuckles.� She couldn�t quite hear Harry�s verbal
response, it sounded garbled and besides, she had advanced quite a few feet
down the hall.

Cho became lost in her thoughts again.� She heard footsteps behind her, but paid them
no mind considering that school was still going strong for many.� But when she felt a pressure of a body on her
back, the Ravenclaw gasped and a hand covered her mouth before she could
scream.� The pressure from the body she
couldn�t see, though the hand looked very familiar on her mouth, pushed, with
much effort as she and her pursuer limped, her toward a door.� Before she knew it, she was in an empty
classroom.

The raven-haired girl yanked the hand away from her
mouth.� She turned to meet the green eyes
she knew would be behind her.� The green
eyes, however, were clouded with anger and distance.� �You can�t possibly be serious, Harry?� Cho
said without a hint of fear in her voice, but with much irritation.� �You�re just as busted up as I am!� You can�t possibly want too��

Harry raised his wand to her.� �Doesn�t matter what I want, does it?� Doesn�t matter what I say!� I�m a bloody hero!� Well you must be one too, Cho, because it
doesn�t matter what you say either!� Lay
down!�

�NO!� Cho said defiantly.

Harry�s green eyes narrowed behind his glasses.� �I�m not going to fight you today, Cho!� I�m taken what I want if I have to bloody
bind you aga��

�OKAY, okay!� said Cho putting her hands up in
surrender.� She was in too much pain to
be bounded and pounded at the moment.�
But maybe there was a way to avoid both.�
�What if I�do something else for you, Harry?� she asked watching the
disturbingly scary look in his eyes.

Harry didn�t lower his wand suspiciously, or blinked for
that matter, as he watched his prey.�
�Yeah, and what might that be?� he asked in an even tone.

Cho�s stomach turned slightly at her idea, but she had to
push forward if she didn�t want to be in any additional pain, and wanted to get
on the broom tomorrow for try-outs.� So
she walked toward him fearlessly.� Grabbing
his wand arm, she pulled him toward a chair in the room, and pushed him down
hard in it.� Harry�s wand stayed pointed
at her as she stood in front of him.� But
when Cho painfully sat on her knees between his legs, Harry�s wand and eyes
lowered with her.

Cho kept her almond-shaped eyes on his as she allowed her
hand to rub the soft bulge under his zipper.�
After a few strokes, his eyes staring intently into hers, she felt him
harden.� She slowly unzipped his pants,
and reached into the warmth of his underwear, and wrapped her fingers around
his nearly hard penis.� Cho realized as
much sex, no, sexual activity that he�d forced onto her, that
they had, she had never touched his penis.�
It had been inside her on numerous occasions, filling up her insides with
itself and it�s juices.� But she had never touched, nor been this
close to it with her face.� She broke eye
contact with him to watch her hand pull him out and begin stroking him.� It had a brown tint, smooth head, and
rippling veins decorating the now pulsing shaft.� The precum was
already beginning to peek out the tiny hole in the head and glisten slightly in
the light of the room.

It was Harry taking a breath from her ministrations that
made Cho break eye contact with his one eye, to the green ones that were now
closed above her.� She continued to
stroke him, and watched as Harry�s Adam�s Apple jumped
up and down as he swallowed from the sensation of her hand squeezing and
fondling his member.� His breathing was
becoming heavier and it seemed to Cho that she didn�t have to do what she was
planning to do, he seemed to be enjoying himself quite
a bit already.� He was at the full length
he always was before she�d see him plunge into her.� She wondered how her body ever accommodated
such a piece when she felt so small in her and his hands.�

And if she was too small between her legs, she was sure she
couldn�t get it into her mouth.� Her mouth, that was now watering as she watch the purpling head
glisten with his spreading precum.� His shaft was pulsating with heat, and Cho
bit her lip.� She knew she didn�t have to
do anything else.� Harry�s head was back
and he was moaning in appreciation for what he was receiving already.� But something inside, in between her legs to
be exact, wanted just a taste.� The idea
had repulsed her all her life.� She would
never do that, she thought with conviction when she found out about such a
thing.� But now she sat on her knees, in
an empty classroom, with her assailant already falling to pieces in the chair
in front of her, with a hard dick standing proud in her face, and her mouth
watering.� Her tongue licked the back of
her teeth wanting it to open just to taste the clear stuff dripping off the
head.

Taking a deep breath, resolving to berate her body later for
wanting such a thing, Cho took Harry�s dick into her mouth.� The Boy Hero threw his head forward in shock
and opened his eyes.� But Cho didn�t see
it.� She had her eyes shut tightly, knowing the taste of him would be disgusting.� As the drips of precum
came in contact with her tongue, she realized he, it,
didn�t taste disgusting at all.� He
wasn�t strawberries and cream of course, but he didn�t taste like the
unflattering part of boarhound�s rump like she had imagined.� She opened her eyes as she slid Harry out of
her mouth and plunged him back in as far as it could go.� She gagged a little when he touched the back
of her throat and she noticed he still had a lot of meat to go.� She was sure she was almost foot deep in
between her legs if she could accommodate that and not split in half.

And as Cho began the process of blowing Harry Potter,
bobbing her head up and down and swirling her tongue around like an expert
(well, like her big sister told her to do), she looked up finally realizing he
may have a reaction to this type of treatment.�
Cho�s chestnut eyes met wide-eyed emerald.� Harry looked shocked at her actions, or at
the sensation, she wasn�t sure which.�
But she was sure he was not breathing anymore.� Cho wanted to smile knowing that she found a
way to make Harry loose control of their situation, but her mouth was
full.�

As she continued her sucking, licking, and stroking the meat
that was left, she began to feel Harry�s legs trembling on either side of
her.� That was new, knowing his orgasms
well now, she never noticed that before.�
He dropped his wand to the floor as his mouth finally allowed him air in
and out; air that was pushed out with moans and girlish whimpers.� Harry lifted his hand, and soon it was lost
in Cho�s long raven hair.� She was sure
he was trying to keep her head in place, but he seemed to be stroking her scalp
as she stroked his dick with her mouth and hand.� But when he grabbed hold of a chuck, and let
out a moan she did know well, Cho knew he was close.� As he pulsated in her mouth, she knew she had
only a moment to decided how she would handle his
finale.� The thought of him ejaculating
down her throat didn�t sound too appealing.�
In her face sounded a lot worse.�
On him was considerable; letting him deal with his own leavings.

And before the Ravenclaw knew it, Harry let the entire empty
room know what he was about to do.�
Oddly, he pulled her hair as if to pull her away from him.� Cho didn�t hesitate to follow his hand, and
slid him out of her mouth, stroked him once more while aiming at his school
sweater and watched the white ropes of semen expel from him, onto him, and onto
her hand.� She watched in momentary
fascination of how it came out like strings but landed like drops all over.� The Ravenclaw stroked the last bits out as
Harry shook noticeably all over his body.�
When she was sure he was all done, Cho stood up, leaving him a mess in
the chair.� Harry only briefly opened his
eyes as he was trying to catch his breath, and looked at her.� He lifted one hand to reach for her for some
reason, but she backed away, and he seemed to weak to
pursue her further.� Cho smiled smugly,
grabbed her bag and headed toward the door.�
She thought she heard him squeak out a word that sounded like her name,
but she didn�t stop to listen and left him in the room.

As she started her walk down the hall, Cho noticed two
things:� One, her panties were soaked
down to the seat of her pants.� Traitor, she thought to herself.� Second, a couple of drops of Harry were still
on her hand.� Watching it glisten for a moment
in the candle light of the dungeon halls, Cho berated herself again for what
she so desperately wanted to do.� But her
tongue won out, and she lapped up a drop of Harry.

Look at this way,
she thought, it taste like Victory.� You�ve still got your knickers in tact,
haven�t you?

Yeah, but they�re
bloody soaked, aren�t they?

Well, you weren�t pounded
into oblivion and if you stay in the Tower tonight you won�t be.

Fair
point.

And�you can take
another�bath�you know, to�ease the pain�everywhere�

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It was the Saturday morning of the Quidditch try-outs for
Ravenclaw, and Cho felt no pain.� The
evening before, she took a very long, very warm, very satisfying bath, then relaxed in her room while her roommates hung out
outside and around the school.� So the
Asian beauty had plenty of rest and relaxation the night before her try-outs.

She walked down to breakfast with her friends, not out of
fear that Harry would attack her, but because she actually felt like being
around people and talking about nothing.�
She only glanced out of habit at the Gryffindor door table and saw that
Harry was just as lost in conversation with his friends as she was.� Cho figured she would come across him sooner
or later that day, but for now she didn�t worry.

The seventh year walked to the pitch with her fellow
teammates, and the House members that wanted to try out as well.� It was a grueling try-out and she almost lost
her position to a second year.� Luckily,
she kept her job as Seeker and walked back to the school with her old and new
team members.� Heading straight to the
Great Hall for lunch, Cho spotted Cormac waiting
nervously by the doors.

�Hiya, Cho,� he said, waving her
over.

Cho smiled, and though she wasn�t ready to deal with Cormac, she felt to good today to
let anything bother her.� �Hello, Cormac.� How are
you?�

�Good�uh, fine.� So did you�make Seeker again?� Oh sorry, of course you did.� You�re�brilliant.� Better than Potter,� he smiled and blushed as
he lied.� Cho�s smile faltered slightly
when she thought about the future game of Ravenclaw versus Gryffindor which she
probably wouldn�t stand a chance because Harry would find a way to fuck her
mid-air and catch the Snitch as she was cumming.� But she didn�t have to worry about facing
Harry in the air until nearly the end of the school year, and she hoped by
then, he would be done with her.

�Thanks, Cormac.� Are you trying out this year?� she asked,
wanting to get sex mid-air out of her mind.

Cormac shrugged his
shoulders.� �I�m thinking about it.� Potter is captain this year, however, and his
best mate already has the position of Keeper.�
Don�t think it would be a fair competition, do you?�

�Nothing�s fair with Harry,� she mumbled.

�What�s that?� Cormac asked, not
having heard her.

�Oh, nothing.� Well, I say go for it anyway.� Maybe he�ll see you�re better than Ron and
choose you instead.� I�m sure you�re very
good.� You have the size and stature of a
good Keeper,� Cho said, touching his muscular arm and looking over his body in
a way she never looked at a boy before, while ignoring her insides heating up.

Cormac blushed heavily at her
compliment and her hand squeezing his bicep.�
�Oh�uh, thank you, Cho.� I�think
I�m alright at it.� Been uh�practicing,� his
voice squeaked as she failed to stop touching his arm.� �I should do you�I MEAN fine,� he blushed
even further.

Cho caught his slip and smiled.� Something inside her didn�t disagree with his
statement.� He could probably do her just
fine, and she was surprise that she even had such a dirty thought.� What was happening to her?� Cho also reminded herself that she should let
go of his arm, but an interruption helped her to accomplish that a lot quicker.

�Excuse us,� said a male voice on the side of them.� Cho and Cormac
turned to see a smiling Ron and Hermione, and the displeased face of Harry
waiting for entrance into the Great Hall.

�Oh, sorry,� said Cormac, backing
out the way and allowing the Golden Trio inside.� Cho and Harry locked eyes.� Cho looked defiantly into green that was
narrowing at her as he walked passed her.�
�By the way, Cho,� Cormac continued as the
last of the Trio made entrance.� �I just
wanted�to be the first�to ask you to�Hogsmeade at the end of October.� I know they haven�t posted the date yet�but
I�d�really like to be�yours�if you haven�t one already.�

Cho looked back at Cormac after
watching the messy raven-haired hero walk to his table.� �Sure, Cormac.� I think that would be�lovely.� Well, I�m a bit starved considering try-outs
and all.� I�m going to have bite.� Talk to you later?�

Cormac was smiling from ear to
ear.� �Sure, yeah!� Maybe we could�study someday soon together.�

Cho smiled.� �I�d like
that, Cormac.�
I�ll�let you know�� she said unsurely.�
Walking to her table, the pretty girl wondered how she�d managed to
explain being snatched away in the middle of their study-date, sexed roughly
and wildly by Harry, then sent back with her skirt wrinkled and her hair a mess
after he was done with her.� Then when
asked what happened to her, she�d have to explain how Harry had a pet chicken
name Roberta growing up and Cormac would never want
to see her again.

But Cho had plenty of time to come up with an idea of how to
deal with the Gryffindors.� For now she
wanted to just enjoy the rest of her day until she found herself bent over a
banister and taken from behind behind a statue at
some point.� She was sick of it, but she
expected the bodily intrusion would happen anyway.

And the Ravenclaw did have a pretty relaxing day.� She ate her lunch, hung out with her friends,
and later that evening after dinner, she went to study in the library,
alone.� And Cho was truly alone in the
library, for no other student had any intentions of using their first weekend
back to school as ample study time.� Not
even Cho�s fellow seventh years suffering from N.E.W.T-itis
or the poor fifth years that had O.W.L.s to contend
with, could be found lurking unhappily in the library.� But Cho was happy to have the library to herself, though she felt like a piece of raw meat sitting in
bear trap.

The library was TOO quiet, she thought.� And Harry, for some reason, did not look
happy with her earlier.� She knew at any
moment she�d be yanked from her chair, thrown on the table, her jeans cursed
away from her body, and her legs thrown over Harry�s shoulders as he fucked her
without abandon in the sanctuary of books.�
Or, she would get up, reach for a book when two of them would suddenly
grab hold of her wrists, then her jeans will be yanked from her body, and Harry
would take her roughly from behind while her cheek was ironically pressed up
against a copy of Eyes Behind
Your Head:� A Guide to Defending Yourself
Against Surprise Attacks.

Cho found herself rereading the same line on the page for
several minutes as the different scenarios of how Harry would more than likely
attack her played in her mind.� The
Ravenclaw slammed the book shut and huffed loudly.� She was now irritated on her peaceful day
because even though he hadn�t touched her that day, he was still affecting
her.� Her mind was playing out scenes,
dirty scenes of what he�d do to her and her more private parts were moistening
at the thoughts.� Not only that, but she
found herself getting hot and bother over Cormac
earlier just by touching his arm or the slip of his tongue of what he, or any
boy, would like from a girl.� She never
had that reaction before.� And finally,
she couldn�t concentrate on her studies with her mind contemplating what Harry
would do to her, or acting paranoid about when he would strike.

Cho stood up from the library table and walked through the
quiet aisle certain Harry would leap out at any moment.� Despite the very real possibility, the only
ounce a fear Cho felt that day was when that second year look fit to take her
Seeker position away.� The corridors of
the school were fairly quiet as she was sure people were hanging out in the
Main Hall with their friends of different houses, or were all in their
respective common rooms with their housemates.�
Nearly to the Tower without so much as Peeves to jump out of the
woodwork at her, Cho passed the storage room her and Harry had fought in a
couple days before.� She turned the
corner away from the quiet closed door, and soon found herself standing in
front of the eagle knocker leading to her house.� And before the bronze eagle could ask her
what word could be written forward, backward and upside down, and still be read
the same, Cho said �Noon,� and the entry opened for her.

She walked through her common room, and looked behind her
suspiciously as the door closed.� Cho had
made it to her Tower, from the lonely library, through the quiet corridors,
past the last resort of the storage closet, without finding Harry shoved inside
her unexpectedly.� The Ravenclaw marveled
at her victory and reveled in it as well as she smiled all the way up her
stairs.

Later that night, the raven-haired girl fell asleep with a
smile on her face.� Her paranoia was for
naught and Cho had actually had a peaceful, rape-free day.

***

For such a peaceful day, the Ravenclaw wasn�t having such a
peaceful sleep.� She felt a cool breeze
flowing over her even through she knew she closed her curtains of her bed when
she went to sleep.� But she felt the skin
on her left side catch a wind that couldn�t be coming from anywhere.� Cho opened her eyes to the curtains of her
four-poster bed.� It was still night she
could tell, and the snores of her roommates indicated that as well, but she did
see a light�inside her curtain.� Cho
turned slightly on her back to find Harry on his knees behind her, pulling her
pajama top off her back.

�WHAT THE�� she screamed, but her mouth was covered by his
hand.� The Gryffindor dropped his lit
wand when the Ravenclaw began to swing at him with her free arm.� Harry wrestled Cho the rest of the way on to
her stomach by pressing her swinging arm down on the bed, all while keeping her
mouth covered with his other hand.� His
wand was now illuminating her pillow with it�s lit
tip.

�Quiet,� he whispered, laying on
her naked body with his also naked body.�
�You may not want to scream or you�ll wake up your roommates.�� Cho�s muffled cries under his hand indicated
that that was exactly her intentions, but Harry only snorted quietly.� �And what do you think they�ll do if they
came over her, Cho?� They�ll find us in a
very comprising position and you�ll tell them what exactly?� That I came over to talk poultry with
you?� And that you apparently got so
turned on by our discussion that you stripped off your clothes, and mine, and
offered yourself to the pathetically lonely �Chosen One�?� Think you�ll be praised for being so giving,
don�t you, Love?� he whispered in her ear and then licked the shell of it.

The tip of his tongue felt like ice and sent non-erotic
shivers down her spine.� But the shivers
weren�t just from what he was doing to her ear at present, but from his
words.� He was right, if she alerted
everyone to his presence, granted they may get into trouble for him being in
her dorm and in her bed, but when they would ask her what he was doing there,
she wouldn�t be able to tell them the truth.�
And she knew how much the world was praising his hiccups so he was sure
to be let off with a warning for sneaking into a girls' dormitory.� He was Harry Potter after all, he had
Voldemort to face eventually and if some sweet girl offered herself to the
reluctant hero, she should be, would be, praised as well.� Harry would get away with it even if caught
naked and inside her.� Cho was forever
trapped.� And her soul would remain
forever empty.

He eased his hand from her mouth as he began lick and tug at
her ear.� She didn�t scream when her
mouth was free, but she had every intentions of speaking, well, whispering for
answers.� �How in Merlin�s name did you
get in the Tower, and up the girls� stairs at that?�
she whispered loudly, as he kissed the back of her neck.

�I have�uh, friends that are Ravenclaws with loose
mouths.� I was told the answer to the
riddle and, after much searching in the dark just now,
I found the tiny hole in the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw�s ankle that released
the curse from the girls� stairs.� Now,�
he said as he lifted his body from her back, pushed both his knees between
hers, and pulled her arm that she had trapped underneath her with the rest of
her pajama top out and up to the side of her head, �I can come visit you
anytime I want.�� He lay down on her back
once more and Cho could feel his hardness lying between her perfectly small
round butt cheeks.� Harry
grinded his penis between the mounds as he sucked on her earlobe.� �I�ve put a silencing charm on the bed so it
won�t squeak.� I want to enjoy you for as
long and as hard as I want without interruptions.� I�m also going to put a silencing charm on
myself before I go in.� You feel�rather
wonderful inside, I�m sure I won�t be able to help the praises your pussy
elicits from me.�

�Must you be so bloody dirty, Harry?� Cho whispered,
blushing in the almost dark.

She felt Harry smile on her ear.� �Oh yes, I must, because I�m not supposed to
be.� Now no more questions, I must
silence myself, I can�t wait much longer to be inside you.�

As he reached for his wand, Cho panicked.� She knew she was good for a moan or two
although the sex was forced upon her.�
And judging by the way she�s been feeling lately, she was certain to
scream out in ecstasy.� �Hang on,
Harry!� Wh-what about me?� I need�I mean don�t you think I need a
silencing charm too?�

�No, Love,� he whispered.�
�I want to hear you moan your appreciation.� I suppose you ought to tone it down a notch
though if you don�t want to wake your neighbors here.�

Cho narrowed her eyes in the now dark, after he doused his
light, four-poster.� �I hate you, Harry
Potter,� she sneered.

�You won�t be saying that shortly, will you, Cho?� he
whispered in return.

Cho�s arm was free for the moment he grabbed his wand and
silenced himself, but he held it back down when he was finished.� Without the use of his hands, Harry was able
to kick open Cho�s legs with his knees, getting her spread eagle as she was
face down on her bed.� With a low dip of
his hips, he slid from his resting place between her ass cheeks,
slide down her perineum and into her waiting hole.� Cho was slightly dry as Harry entered her,
but after a few strokes, her body woke up and realized it was receiving the
penis it did all it could to accommodate before.

Cho tried not whimper at his first entry, but it had escaped
her.� She bit her lip to keep them close
until her insides moistened and Harry was easily riding her cunt.� Cho didn�t struggle, seeing no point at the
moment because she was defenseless by all accounts.� She couldn�t scream because she couldn�t
explain what was happening, her wand was on her nightstand, she was held face
down on her bed unable to fight anymore, and his slow to moderate speed of
taking her was taking over her body.� Cho
opened her mouth to allow air to flow, hoping it would just be air as it began
to feel good.� His thickness was filling
her, demanding room inside her walls, and her body praised him for it.� As hot breath flowed over her cheek and ear,
she knew Harry was above her appreciating what her tight, hot, wet walls were
doing to his hard manhood.� And in the
darkness of her bed, in the middle of the night, Cho allowed her body to enjoy
the sex she couldn�t get out of.

As Harry�s speed picked up, Cho lifted her hips underneath
him to give him more access.� The sound
of his pelvis slapping against her ass apparently didn�t occur to him as a
problem, and Cho wondered if others could hear.�
She could and the sound was driving her insane with desire.� Her inability to control her moans was
becoming a problem, and she turned her face into her pillow.

Get him over the edge,
she thought, and this could be over
before you scream his name.

Cho clenched her muscles around his hardness and it made
both of them want to scream, well, she was sure Harry did for a wave of hot air
blew over her once more.� She clenched
them again, and cried into her pillow, �Oh God!�� But that whimper from desire was nothing
compared to what was to come.� Harry had laid down further on her back.� He released one of her arms without fear of
fight, and slid it down the side of her body, and under her pelvis without
missing a thrust.� Cho was a little taken
aback by his actions until she felt his thick lightly callous finger glide over
her clit.� Cho bit down into her pillow
as the sensation of his now powerful thrusts inside her and the direct
stimulation of her pleasure nub crashed together wonderfully.

She was glad her hand was free because her sheets were
balled completely in her hand as Harry continued his blissful torture of her
body.� Cho had stuffed the entire corner
of her pillow in her mouth as his finger tickled and pinched her wet clit and
his penis penetrated her repeatedly.� But
it didn�t matter, because she was so beyond able to express verbally what she
was feeling, if the pillow was removed she�d only have a gaping mouth
simulating screams.� She was sure he was
trying to kill her now.� He had had his
fill of her, and now it was time to rid the world of Harry Potter�s Perfect
Imperfection.

Now Cho wanted to cum because it felt so good, it hurt.� And as usual, her body responded to Harry�s
ministrations and her pelvis began to erupt in tiny then not so tiny
earthquakes.� She grabbed the pillow that
was stuffed in her mouth, pushed the free half over her face as she yelled her
orgasm out.� And hoping to come down from
it quickly was not happening because as she came, so did Harry.� She could feel his dick twitched as he shot
his hot liquid inside her, which turned her on more than she would admit, while
her bodily juices mixed with his own.

Harry collapsed on top of her, and Cho was only able to
grunt in protest of his heavy body on hers.�
As they both trembled from their orgasm, she didn�t realize that he had
slid out of her and lay on his side.� She
barely noticed him turning her over on her back as she was too busy trying to
regulate her breathing.� Her body was
praising her, and Harry, for what it was given.�
And as Harry�s hand gently glided up her quivering stomach, lightly over
her perked nipples, and around her neck, it just enjoyed the further
attention.� Even when his hand slid up to
her cheek, caressing it with his thumb, and he began plant light, tired kisses
on her cheek, the corner of Cho�s mouth curved into a tiny smile at the
sensation.� Her mouth felt his thumb
caress her lips as he pressed gently enough with the rest of the fingers to
turn her head toward him.� Cho�s eyes
were still closed as her body was still coming down from her orgasm.� But they shot open the moment she felt a set
of soft, warm lips on hers.

Cho could barely see Harry gently kissing her, but her hand
swung through the air and caught his cheek just fine.� The sound of the slap to his face was loud
enough to echo in the room, and she didn�t care if it woke anyone and they came
to ask what was happening.� She wasn�t
going to allow him to kiss her.

Harry made quick work of taking his wand and the spell off
of his mouth.� �Damn it, Cho!� he
whispered loudly, holding his cheek.�
�What�s your bloody problem?�

Cho sat up in the dark and look down at the silhouette of
her assailant.� �My problem?� she
whispered in return.� �Besides being
raped in my own bed, you DO NOT kiss me!�

Harry sat up in the dark as well and looked at his
victim.� �The hell I can�t!� he
whispered, then grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed his lips into
hers.� Soon he moaned in pain with Cho�s
teeth clamped down on his lip again, followed by another loud slap.� �FUCK!� he whispered loudly once more, but it
sounded like he was holding his lip when he did.� �Damn you, Cho!�

�Why don�t you take your filthy mouth back to your Tower!� You�ve had
your fun for the night!� Get out!� she
whispered, pushing him hard, so hard, he landed naked on the bedroom
floor.� �Good night, Harry!�� With that, the Ravenclaw got out of her bed,
just as naked as the boy on the floor, and went into the bathroom to get
cleaned up.

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The lazy Sunday that followed, had Cho limping around the
school, when she decided to walk.� The
position Harry had her in the night before made her legs ache slightly the next
day.� But Cho�s limping was the least of
her problems.� The Ravenclaw had woken up
to soaked panties.� She didn�t think much
of it, considering she had sex, no, was raped the night before.� If that hadn�t done it, she more than likely
had some horrible dream about Harry eating her out on Flitwick�s desk during
class.� No, that was actually a passing
thought she had had in Charms the other day.�
Regardless, it didn�t seem to be a dream, because after she showered and
had gone to breakfast, she had felt a new wetness develop.

Cho hadn�t felt turned on; she hadn�t felt anything except
the pain in her legs and uncomfortable feeling of walking with the wetness
between them.� She did notice, however,
her loins twitch on faintly inside when she saw Cormac
walk by with a tight fitting t-shirt.�
She also felt a tingle when two Hufflepuff boys were wrestling playfully
in the Main Hall after lunch. �Then
again, she felt that tickle in her pelvis when Michael walked by with Terry
Boots, and she knew she wasn�t attracted to either of them.� Terry was cute to her, she had to admit, but
he liked boys just as much as she seemed too.�
No, something was wrong with her.�
Cho never felt this way before; never had she felt a barrage of tingles
and twitches in her private area before.�
Even when she had given into Michael, she was only turned on because she
had been thinking about Harry.

But Cho was sure she wasn�t turned on, just wet on and off
for most of her lazy Sunday.� The only
consolation she felt for her body�s odd behavior was that if, no, WHEN Harry
would attack her that day, there would be no dry entry like the night
before.� And when the night finally came,
finding an unattacked, unsexed, but still wet Cho
sitting in her common room with her fellow housemates, she resolved that there
maybe another visit in the middle of the night.�
A visit that would find her wet and ready for his
violation.� A violation Cho had to
shake out of mind as she found it adding to her problem down below.

Well if he does come
to me again tonight, at least I have a free period first thing tomorrow.� I can sleep it off, she thought to
herself and headed up to bed for the night.

And Cho did wake up in the middle of the night�to use the
washroom, and finding herself dry in the panties and alone in her bed.� But although she was dry when she laid down, there was a stronger tingling going on inside
her.� Cho kept squeezing her thighs
together as she settled back under the covers, in an effort to shake the
sensation away.� When it wouldn�t go
away, she resolved to putting her hand between her
legs just to hold herself.� It helped
ease some of the tingling, but not enough to fall back asleep, so Cho turned
onto her side, keeping her hand between her legs and allowing her thighs to add
more pressure.� This seemed to help the
Ravenclaw just a little better and she was finally
able to go to sleep.

****

Maybe it was a dream she was having, maybe it was because
she still had her hand between her legs and she was unconsciously pleasuring
herself, but there was a deliciously sensual feeling flowing through every
fiber of her body when she partially opened her eyes.� Cho bit her lip and moaned when her eyes saw
the sun shining through the window across the room.� Even though she was still coming out of her
sleeping haze, she distantly remembered closing her curtains when she went to
bed that night before, but she brushed the realization away for a sensation her
body was feeling.� Suddenly, but gently,
a tiny burst of pleasure was added to her body causing her eyes to close and
her back to arch on her bed.� Both of her
hands clutched the sheets underneath her as her lips parted and she took in a breath.� While still in her sleepy-horny state, Cho
released the sheet and allowed her hand to slid down
her body, her naked body, something she wasn�t before she went to sleep
either.� This however, didn�t dawn on her
as she was focus on getting to her center to create the pleasure she must be
dreaming about.� But
when her hand made it to her soft black hairs covering her femininity, her
fingers met a block; a block in the shape of the hand already rubbing her wet
nub.

Cho�s eyes shot open and her head lifted to find a half
naked Harry stroking himself while sitting on the side of her bed, with two
fingers inside her hole and his thumb making circular motions on her clit.� She gasped loudly and grabbed hold of his wrist.� �HARRY!� she shouted.

�Morning,� he said with a half smile and lust-filled green
eyes, while stroking himself slowly and fingering her just the same.

Cho looked around the room to find no one around.� Then she looked down at her naked body, her
legs spread, her nipples hard, and Harry�s hand buried inside her.� The shock at the situation however, didn�t
overtake the sensation that still coursed through her body.� As the seventh year held his wrist, she
wasn�t sure if she was trying to lift it or keep it in there.� Regardless, her hands were holding on as his
arm went back and forth from his finger fucking.

�How�how�did you�where�s�� Cho tried to ask and he pushed
his fingers even deeper inside her, then opened and closed them over and over
again.� Her back arched once more.� �God, Harry�� she moaned freely, clinging to
his wrist for dear life it seemed as he stretched her inner walls.

�Like that, don�t you?� he asked, his voice heavy with
desire.� �As for your question, I knew
you had a free period on Monday morning.�
I know your entire schedule, Cho, if you haven�t noticed.� So I sat in the common room under my cloak
until everyone left.� I came up here to
watch you sleep, well, I had every intention of waking
you with my dick inside you.� But when I
pulled your panties down, they were so�wet,� he said with a breath and looked
at her as though he would pounce on her at any moment.� �I could smell�your desire, but I wanted to
make sure.� I thought of tasting you�mmmm, you do taste very good down there�� Ironically, Cho blushed at his statement as
she continued to help him finger her.�
�But I know how wild you get when I�m eating you, so I decided to stick
my fingers in to test you.� You were
sopping wet, Love!� I was already hard
from unbuttoning your top and looking at your naked body, but now my dick is
throbbing knowing you were wet before I even got here!�

Cho tried to keep her eyes open to watch Harry as he told
his disgusting story, but his hand was relentless and her body, no, his as she
had realized a few days ago, was losing itself in Harry�s offerings.� And now she was holding his wrist, not
wanting his hand to move away though she hated herself for doing it.

�But alas, I don�t have much time this morning.� As much as I would love to fuck you in your
empty bedroom, I have a meeting with Dumbledore this morning.� Besides, I can feel that your not to far off
from getting off, Miss Chang,� he smiled.�
�I have every intention of making us both cum this morning,
though.�� And with that, Harry pulled his
fingers out of Cho and nearly had to yank his arm away from hers as it didn�t
want the pleasure to stop.� She watched
him climb his half naked body on the bed, over her.� But instead of positioning himself between
her legs with the hard staff he had protruding from his body, Harry eased all
the way up to her chest.

Cho, needless to say, was confused by his actions.� And when he grabbed his wand and conjured
several pillows behind her head lifting it up, she was even more confused.� Her confusion was a good distraction from the
watering of her mouth for the thick penis standing in her face.� �Wh-what are you doing?� she asked trying to see his face from
around his manhood.

Harry smiled down at her mischievously and didn�t respond
the way she expected.� �Open wide,� he
said, and leaned forward only a little to allow his smooth helmet to brush
across her lips.� Cho caught on and her
tongue licked the back of her teeth wanting out once more at the sight of dick
so close to it�s mouth.� But Cho
refused.� She shook her head defiantly
though every part of her body disagreed.�
�No?� Harry asked with mock surprise.�
�Wonder how I can get you to open that lovely mouth of yours?� Hmmm.� Let�s see if this works,� he said, then
reached behind him.� His thick fingers
found her snatch once more then slid roughly over her soaked clit.� Her mouth opened as she sucked in a breath
from the instant pleasure, and her mouth was full of dick just as quickly.� �See now�that�wasn�t so�hard�was it?� Harry
struggled to say as he pumped his penis slowly in and out her mouth as his
fingers worked inside her folds.

Harry�s knees were under Cho�s armpits and her hands didn�t
know where to go as he thrust himself into her mouth.� Her body was just as confused with desire and
awkwardness.� Though awkward as it was,
Cho�s body was responding to Harry�s dick in her mouth as she began to suck in
turn with his thrusts, and as his fingers went back and forth from trying to
enter her to pleasuring her clit.� Her
body wanted the feeling it woke up too of his fingers inside her and clit being
stimulated, but Harry was having a hard time doing more then working her
nub.� So as she began to suck him in
earnest, eliciting moans from him that could probably wake the room if there
were people in there now, she lifted her hips off the bed and his fingers sunk
right inside her tight hole.

Cho moaned in sheer pleasure when all her desired sensations
came together.� The vibrations of her
moan traveled down Harry�s shaft, up his body and apparently through his vocal
chords as he said the words his dick muffled from her.� �Oh yes!�
Oh, God, yes!�

The Ravenclaw finally found a use for her hand, and she
found the base of his penis to begin stroking it.� Harry was quivering slightly at the added
sensation, and Cho began to lift her hips up and down to make sure she got
fingered and tickled all at once.� The
situation her body was in had her mind in the clouds because feeling that good
had to be something otherworldly, she was sure.�
But maybe it wasn�t the clouds she was in, but some secret pleasure
seeking room in Hell.� She shouldn�t be
enjoying the dick in her mouth, or the fingers in her
cunt by someone who had forced himself on her so many times.� But Cho�s body had been taken and enjoyed by
this boy so much now, it didn�t know any better but what he gave it.� And what he gave her body was sheer
pleasure.� Her mind was another story,
but her body responded with appreciation to his offerings.

And it wasn�t long before he was screaming out what he would
soon be offering her.� �I�m gonna cum!� Oh, shit,
I�m gonna cum!� Harry yelled to the ceiling of the
girls� dormitory in NOT his House.

The thing that Cho had avoided the time she blew him in the
empty classroom was about to happen no matter what.� She had tasted him on her hand before, but
this would be all he could offer; the very same stuff he shot off in her every
time he came inside her; the same hot liquid that made her inside tweak with
pleasure when she felt him unloading inside her.� The thought of his cumming in general was
driving her to the edge, and into her mouth had her tittering right on the
tip.� But when she heard him yelp and hot
juices began shooting quickly in and sliding down her throat, Cho thrusted her own hips up and drenched Harry�s deeply
penetrated fingers.� With tears of
pleasure in her eyes, her moans vibrated through his ejaculating penis as she
swallowed quickly, driving him crazy even more until he was nothing but a
trembling mess above her.

As they came down from their orgasm, the ceiling, the
heavens, (or did they rise up from Hell?), Harry pulled out of Cho�s mouth, his
fingers out of her snatch, and eased backward until his was sitting on his butt
between her legs.� Cho lay there for a
moment catching the breath that had seem to do all it could to escape her as the
Boy Hero at the foot of the bed did the same.�
�Merlin, that was�brilliant�� Harry said, breathlessly, rubbing the
beads of sweat on his forehead into his unruly black hair.�

Parts of Cho�s body agreed with him; every part to be exact,
except the one above her shoulder, though her tongue still whirled around in
her mouth looking for remnants of him inside there.� She eased into a sitting position and scooted
her naked body back on her bed as she tried to watch him, finding it difficult
to do so since her eyes wanted to close from exhaustion.� But after a few minutes, Cho was able to keep
her eyes open while Harry still could not.�
She watched the boy�s bronze torso peeking out of his unbutton white
shirt, with his satiated manhood resting on his leg.� His soft lips were parted and wet, and
swollen at the bottom thanks to her from before, as his breath was
steadying.� If he hadn�t been her
Friendly Neighbor Rapist, she would have thought he looked gorgeous half lying
there coming down off a high her body provided.�
And Cho had to admit that if he wasn�t so disturbed, what they had just
done�and few things before that�would have been unbelievably hot.

The thought frustrated Cho because she knew the only reason
she could think such a thing is because something was changing inside her.� His being inside her so often in such a short
amount of time was altering her.� It was
his fault, of course, everything was.�
She came so hard just then because of him, not because she wanted
too.� She was wet most of the day before
because of him, in an effort to be prepared for him, not because she was a
horny teenage girl.� Her mouth watered
even at the sight of his sated penis not because she enjoyed sucking it,
licking it, or his leavings shooting anywhere in her body, but because it was
something she had to do to get him to leave her alone�temporarily.� It was his fault she felt like climbing
across the bed and sitting on his�

RIGHT, yes, his
fault!� Got it! Cho thought to
herself, stopping herself.� �Yeah!� she
said out loud, trying to get up.

Harry�s head jerked up in shock at the sound other then
breathing in the room.� �What�s that?� he
asked trying to fight exhaustion.

�I�hate you, that�s what!� she
said, as she stood up slowly and headed toward the bathroom.� �And when you�re meeting with Dumbledore
today, why don�t you tell him ALL the things you�ve been getting up too lately;
namely me!�

Harry lifted himself in a seated position and smiled.� �Why don�t you tell him all the naughty nasty
things I�ve been doing to you?� Oh wait,
you can�t!� he smirked.

Cho turned back to him and sneered.� �Have I told you how much I hate you?�

�Not in the last ten seconds, no,� Harry joked.� �But thanks, Love, I�m glad someone does
outside of the Slytherins, Death Eaters and Voldemort,� he said with
sincerity.�

Cho watched him and fought a tiny urge inside her to feel
sorry for him, considering all he had done to her and what he was slowly
changing her into.� �Well�they just want
you dead.� I want you to burn to Hell!�
she nearly shouted, and stalked her naked body into her bathroom, leaving the
half naked hero in silence on her bed.

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Cho went through the rest of her school day thinking about
Harry�s appreciation for her hating him.�
She could hear the sincerity in his voice and could see it in his
eyes.� She thought back to when it had
all started and how he told her he was doing this to her because he �wasn�t
supposed too�, and how he was undeserving of his pedestal, a pedestal she had
him on as well before that fateful train ride.�
Now Cho�s body was his punching bag, in a sense.� He used her to work out his
frustrations.� He released his tension
into her body every time he entered her.�
He screamed away his frustrations any time he came by her assistance.� But it would never be enough, she was sure,
because with every compliment he received from other people, with every pat on
the back for being able to walk upright down the hall as the Great Harry
Potter, or for every Prophet article that mentioned him as the �Chosen One�
even when discussing the weather forecast, he would need his punching bag.�

So Cho was meant to be the one to lie down, legs spread,
being taken slowly or roughly by him.�
She was meant to be on her knees sucking him off until he praised the
heavens for what he was receiving from her mouth.� She would have to be the one bent over
whatever�s near as he takes from behind and tortures her by playing with her
clit.� She would have to be subjected to
his warm mouth sucking on her nipples, biting lightly on the tips.� She would have to endure his head between her
legs, his thick tongue between her folds, lapping her up like an ice cream
cone, making her body feel just as delicious as the confection�

�Oh�oh God�� Cho moaned to herself quietly as she stood in a
bathroom stall, one foot propped up on the stool, and her hand under her skirt,
her panties around her ankle on the floor, while she played with herself before
dinner.�

As those thoughts of her being Harry�s punching bag had
crossed, stopped and taken over her mind all day, Cho was beginning to find it
hard to sit properly.� Her folds were
swollen with desire by lunch, her panties sprinkled with wetness through her
first two classes.� And after a painful
attempt to concentrate, sit properly, and focus in her afternoon classes, Cho
couldn�t take it anymore; she needed release.�
The pretty Ravenclaw had almost hoped that Harry would leap out from
behind a statue and take her wildly right in the hall.� She hated herself for that thought, but her
desire to cum, to breathe, to be normal again between her legs was stronger
then her hate.

The Ravenclaw had practically ran
out of her Divination class seeking somewhere private for release.� Since Professor Firenze�s
classroom was on the first floor, Cho sought out the quietest, less frequented
girls� lavatory on the first floor, feeling sure she wouldn�t make it all the
way up to her House without dropping to her knees on the way up and fingering
herself silly.� The thoughts of all the
different ways Harry had taken her, and all the ways he would more than likely
take her, had gotten her to her present state of standing in the stall, her
fingers taking turns sliding inside her and massaging her clit, as her other
hand was up her shirt squeezing painfully hard on one of her erect
nipples.� But it was the morning�s events
that would prove to be her undoing.

Cho�s head was back against the cubicle wall and her eyes
were closed as she pleasured herself.�
Her hand freed her nipple and slide up her neck.� Two of her fingers entered her mouth and two
of her fingers sank deeper into her hole.�
She could see him behind her eyelids.�
He was on top of her chest.� His
hardness was pulsating in her mouth as she reveled in the pleasure of sucking
it, not caring when it hit the back of her throat.� Cho sucked her fingers harder, trying to
simulate the act.� She could see his head
back and his arms moving as his fingers were dancing up and down her
vagina.� Her own hand was already
drenched in her juices as it worked her cunt under her skirt.� She could hear him moaning his announcement
that her mouth would soon be filled with more than his manhood, and Cho hoped
her fingers in her mouth could muffle the sounds she was making as well as his
penis had earlier.� And finally, it
happened.� Cho�s vaginal muscles clenched
around her fingers, and her drenched hand was now flooded.� The fingers in her mouth disappointed the
Ravenclaw greatly, for they didn�t muffle her sounds of ecstasy, and even
worse, it didn�t give her that added pleasure Harry had giving her
earlier.� Then again, fingers can�t cum.

The disappointing fingers slid out of Cho�s gaping mouth as
air flowed in and out rapidly.� Her head
stayed back against the cubicle wall and her eyes stayed closed.� The hand that had taken her instead of the
Boy-Who-Lived slid out of the hole and the folds, but dangled there on the
still raised and now quivering leg.� Cho
was trying to come down from her orgasm as another emotion began creep through
her system.

�What has he�done to me?� she asked quietly to the ceiling,
and sniffed hard.� �What�s�wrong
with me?�

Tears began to leak out of her closed almond-shaped
eyes.� She hadn�t cried in a few days,
having promised herself not to cry over Harry anymore.� And right now she wasn�t either�well, not
directly.� As she took her leg off the
stool, the Ravenclaw let out her first sob as she turned her head to the
cubicle that held her up.� Placing both
her arms on the wall, by her head, she let the tears fall.� It pained the young woman that she couldn�t
get any control over herself.� It wasn�t
as if she hadn�t masturbated at least twice, now three times, in the past seven
days, but the first two times it was for her getting control over her body,
giving herself pleasure, eliciting her own orgasms, without thoughts of Harry
directly in her mind.� But the solitary
sexual act she had just partaken in, was entirely Harry driven, well, the
pleasures she had received from him.� And
the need was so strong and unyielding, she felt as though she had forced
herself upon herself, like Harry had forced her so many times.

Why can�t you get
control over yourself, Cho? she thought.� You�re
letting him win!� He may as well have
been in this stall with you, with your legs propped around his waist, while he�STOP IT! she screamed in her head.�
That�s exactly why I�m in here now! �

�I hate you, Harry Potter,� she whispered to herself as she
cried in the stall, satiated and alone.

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Cho had to marvel at the irony around her present
predicament Tuesday afternoon.� After
fighting him as best she could when he leapt out from behind the tapestry and
dragged her off, Cho found herself in Moaning Myrtle�s bathroom, her arms bound
to the wall of a cubicle, and her legs held open around Harry�s waist as he
fucked her.� Briefly, Cho hoped the girl
ghost would appear out of toilet she was being taken near and screech to the
school about their activities.� But as
Harry got into an agonizingly wonderful (to her body, not her mind, of course)
rhythm, Cho hoped she would at least be able to cum first before the tortured
soul told the world about her private Hell.

�Fuck, Cho!� Harry moaned into her neck.� �You feel so�so�God!� he added as his paced
picked up.

Sliding up and down on the cubicle wall, Cho was biting her
own lip until she tasted blood, willing herself not to say the same
things.� She would never say the word
�Fuck� anyway, but her tongue seemed to fit to say his name over and over
again.� Her body wanting to praise him,
and presently did as it clung to his member, and had been wet since the moment
she woke up that morning.

Just cum, Harry, and
get this�over with! Cho thought desperately.� Just cum�just cum�just�

�MAKE ME CUM!� she shouted with her head back.� And for once, Harry�s body obeyed her.� After three powerful thrusts, where she felt
sure his helmet had entered her stomach, Cho�s body was given it�s request.� The
Ravenclaw�s insides shook, followed by her muscles clenching around Harry, then
lastly, as her shout from her much needed climax echoed in the bathroom, Cho�s
walls liquefied all over his still pounding dick.� But that pounding came to a quick end when he
nearly deafened her left ear, shouting out his climax, and mixing his natural juices
with hers.

Harry�s head was buried in his Cho�s neck and shoulder as he
held her there, still lodged inside her.�
Cho was floating high above herself and Harry, unable to come down right
away.� She felt like she had gotten
something she desperately needed; like she had just been lost in the desert for
days and he was water; like she was in pain and he was a Healer with a magic
potion; like she had been starved for days on end and he was her first
meal.� Cho couldn�t let the feeling of
satisfaction go for a moment, and she was lucky that he seemed be having the
same problem.� The sixth and seventh
years were trembling; their breathing was in a similar pattern, trying to
steady itself; and their minds seem to take a long time to realize where they
were as they were still in the clouds.

Finally, they both touched down to earth when Harry lifted
his sweaty head out of Cho�s nearly sweaty neck.� They looked into each other�s eyes for a
moment, and Cho couldn�t recognized anything in her
assailant�s green orbs.� However, it
didn�t matter because she wasn�t all the way functioning at the moment
either.� When Harry pulled out of her,
she ignore the odd empty feeling she had, and allowed
her feet to touch the stone bathroom floor.�
Her arms were still bound above her head which proved to be a good thing
because her legs wobbled slightly when they tried to stand up.� Harry pulled up his pants, tucking away his
spent member, and pulled out his wand.�
With a swish of it, Cho�s arms were released.

The bathroom stall suddenly felt cramped.� They seemed to have all the room in the world
when they were connected as one, but now it felt awkward and weird.� Cho reached for her pants balled up on the
floor where he threw them when he pulled them off.� She found her lacy white panties torn, again,
on floor by the stool.� Cho sighed in
exasperation.� �Why must you always rip
my knickers, Harry?� Your
set to have your way with me, and you take the time to pull off my pants or
lift my skirt.� Why are my knickers so
bloody offensive that they have to be torn?� she asked, pulling up her pants.

Harry shrugged his shoulders at her as he zipped his
pants.� �There in the way.� I suggest if you don�t want them torn, stop
wearing them,� he recommended nonchalantly.

Cho looked at him in awe at his bluntness.� �You can�t just take them off when you�re
ready to rape me?�

Harry was done straightening his clothes, and he unlatched
the stall door.� �No, I guess I
can�t.� After fighting you down, binding
you, positioning you, getting your bloody skirt up, or pants off, I�m a bit to
worn to care about those flimsy things!�
Got to save my energy to �make you cum�, right?�� With that, Harry left the stall with a blushing-from-embarrassment
Cho still holding her torn underwear inside.

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Make me cum� The
words echoed in Cho�s mind for the remainder of that Tuesday.� As she lay in bed that night, willing herself not to masturbate though the need was very strong,
she thought over her embarrassing request to her assailant.� And what�s more, her inability to come down
from her orgasm right away and how satisfied she was from it.� She hated herself for it.� She berated herself for it.� She saw herself as weak for it�for sex.� How could Cho be so satisfied after her
attack?� How could she have even opened
her mouth and requested that he make HER cum, when she thought in her mind that
his cumming would end the torture sooner?

Then again, Cho had hoped that Moaning Myrtle wouldn�t make
an appearance until after she had released, but that�s because she knew her
orgasm would bring Harry over the edge with her�she tried to convince
herself.� Her cumming,
and saying something so dirty for her was a defense technique.�

Get the ruddy torture
over with by stooping down to his level, she thought as she watched the
dark canopy of her four-poster bed.� Just like in the storage room when I lifted
my hips to meet his.� Or when I pushed
him down in the chair, and sucked his�sucked him off until he came insuring he
wouldn�t want to fu�have me that day.�
And just because it�felt�it turned me�on was just a natural�reaction�

Then why are your
fingers inside of you now, Cho? she questioned
herself in her mind.

Because�I need it!
she answered herself as her back arched on her bed,
and her hand took her body over once more.

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