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In For A Penny, In For A Pound	By : SiriusLives689 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Contains Sexual Content that will get explicit. I do not own Harry Potter or anyone/thing in the Potter-verse, nor am I now or ever making a profit. Reviews are always welcome. Please remember this is a story, and it unravels in time.

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Chapter 3

Upon arrival at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Charlie was asked for his wand, “My wand? What the bloody hell do you want with me wand?”

“Sir, we have to scan it through the Love Connection and then you know who you’re supposed to meet before the end of the night”, an exasperated witch said.

“You’re gonna scan me wand. Well, that’s a new one”.

Bill clapped Charlie on the back and gave him a shove through the front doors. They were greeted by elaborate decorations, heaping barrels of mead, and more food than Charlie thought the house elves at Hogwarts could have ever prepared.

Immediately, Charlie’s wand started vibrating, “What did they do to this thing?” he asked Bill.

“They charmed it; don’t you ever read the fine print? There’s more to this new law than just get married and fuck like ferrets. When your wand vibrates, it means that you’re near a ‘person of interest’. That questionnaire you filled out a couple months ago and sent back to the Ministry, they’re using that to help you meet people they deem compatible to you. So, check your wand and let’s see who the Ministry has approved for you.”

“Doreen Dirkmare,” announced Charlie, as he read the inscription that scrolled across his wand. “Wasn’t she that outdoorsy girl from Hufflepuff a few years ahead of me? I really should have taken that quiz more seriously. I just filled in the bloody blanks. Asking me stupid shit like what side of the bed do I take and how was I at charms. They should ask me something that matters…”

“Like how you like your cock sucked?” asked Bill.

“Yes, at least that would have been necessary to my impending nuptials. I could have gone into great detail about the inner workings of my dick.”

Bill laughed, “You best be getting on with Doreen. The instructions say if we don’t make it through all twelve girls we have to seek them outside the courting ball unless we decide to marry before we make it through them all.”

“Twelve! I have to suffer the presence on twelve women tonight? I was planning on meeting one or two, taking a bang in the corridors and leaving!”

“You really didn’t read the fine print did you? Twelve women. Three from each house. You have to dance with them and have proper conversation; where are you from, what do you do, blah blah. You are encouraged to propose to one girl at the end of the evening. Also, there are foreigners here, so you may get a random girl from another country instead of the proposed three from each house. Depends. The Ministry is giving you two years; however, if you seem to be wasting those two years, they’ll call you in for a chat. If you are over the age of Fifty, you can petition to be excluded from this process, if you are widowed, you have two years before you have to enter the market for marriage, if you are gay, well, you have to prove that now because wizards were coming in saying they were gay and really not, so now they make you take Veritaserum. My advice is dance with Doreen and get it over with, Merlin, she looks like a horse, doesn’t she?”

Bill’s wand vibrated, “Who you get?” asked Charlie.

“Some witch named Constance Talisten. Merlin’s knickers, wasn’t she that Slytherin that used to run around screaming she was the rightful owner of all the books in the Restricted Section? Her’s was the family those tomes were stolen from?”

“G’Luck, mate,” answered Charlie.

…..

It was nearly eleven and Charlie had made his way through all twelve of his required dances. Now, he was searching for number seven. She was tall with long blonde hair, busty, leggy and best of all, dumb. Locating her, he crossed the hall and addressed her, “Katalina, would you care for another dance?”

….

Charlie led Katalina down the long, flame lit corridor that led towards the Gryffindor Common Room, stopping to press her up against the cold, stone wall. He dipped his head catching her lips in a kiss, his hand running up her leg as she wrapped it around his waist, his body melding into hers as he pressed his hips forward grinding his hardening cock into the warmth of her body.

“Charlie,” she gasped as his mouth made its way down her neck, “we can’t do this in the hallway.”

“Why not?” he asked, “I see no reason why I can’t fuck you in the hallways.” He pushed open her robes and tugged down the front of her dress, pushing away her bra, he latched onto her left nipple and laved it with his tongue, grazing it with his teeth; she moaned as she brought her hand up into his hair and pulled him closer, grinding her core into him.

“Please, Charlie,” she moaned, “Oh, Merlin, yes.”

Charlie pushed the rest of the material out of his way, tonging and sucking each breast as he made his way to the hem of her skirts, pulling them up, he tugged his zipper and unleashed his growing cock. He stroked it, once, twice…then grasped her soaked panties and pushed them aside. Ramming his cock into her wet channel he moaned. He anchored her to the wall, hoisted her up so that she was level with him and pumped into her over and over.

“Damnitt, woman, your cunt is so tight and wet,” he whispered into her ear. “Anyone ever told you what a great body you have? If I had the time, I could really enjoy you fully. Your tits would feel so nice wrapped around my cock.”

Charlie felt her start to contract around him, bracing himself for her orgasm; he thrust harder and harder into her, finally allowing himself to come with a grunt.

Breathing heavily, he started to right his pants. When she had pulled her dress together, he leaned in and kissed her gently.

“Thank you for making this evening bearable,” he said.

She looked at him and smiled, “When do I get to see you again?” she asked.

Charlie was taken aback. Surely she was aware that this was sex. Just sex, nothing romantic or long term; he didn’t even remember anything she had told him while they were forced by the Ministry to converse.

“I’m sorry if I misled you, but I am not looking for a relationship. I know that the law now states I have to attend these functions, but, really, I was attracted to you. I wanted only to share a nice evening.”

“Hey, Charlie, we gotta go”, Bill stated as he approached his brother.

Charlie took a quick look at the witch and smiled, “Maybe we will run into each other again.”

She glared at him; obviously she had intended this to end differently.

…..

“You have to screw everyone, don’t you?” Bill barked at him. “You and your cock, that’s all you’re worried about, I swear Charlie, one day you’re gonna bang the wrong woman and she is going to chop it off and keep it for a souvenir. They’ll be so many witnesses for her; they won’t even send her to Azkaban. A queue of woman will show up, waiting for their turn to tell what a whore you are.”

“I never claimed to want anything from her or any other woman but a quick fuck, besides, she was thick. No mental prowls at all. Bet she couldn’t even handle a simple ‘scourgify’.”

Bill stood in the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld chastising his brother. Seems that each and every time he goes looking for Charlie, Charlie is buried balls deep in some tart. Not that Bill really blamed him, of course. Just four short months ago, Bill was taking every opportunity to nail anyone who wore a skirt. That was before the dreaded law was finalized. Now he had been told, not only by the Ministry but by the Council of Gringotts, that he was to marry, and marry quickly.

Tonight’s ball had been less than successful. Bill had taken the chance to talk with all twelve of his chosen ladies and then had perused the Hall looking for any other eligible lady that looked somewhat appealing to him.

It was unfortunate that he was so picky.

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin sat at the kitchen table playing a game of Wizard’s chess, laughing at Charlie’s recantation of his twelve Ministry approved women. Bill wished he could be as carefree as his brother right now, but he was certain Charlie was not set to be fired if he didn’t wed this season. Those damn Goblins and their ways of screwing with the Wizards; Bill hated each and every one of them right now.

Bringing him out of his thoughts was none other than Professor Severus Snape’s entrance into the kitchen. As each man there looked up at the Potions Master of Hogwarts, Bill wasn’t the only one with loathing rolling off of him.

“Snape!” bellowed Charlie, “how’s it going? Enjoy tonight’s function?”

Snape shot Charlie a glare that would have coward most men, “Of course,” he said sardonically, “it’s my pleasure to babysit grown men and women that I thought I had seen the last of. Tell me, Mr. Weasley, did you enjoy bedding the Ravenclaw in the dank of the corridors?”

“She was a Ravenclaw?” Charlie asked. “You have to be kidding me, that girl couldn’t find her ass if I handed it to her!”

“What’s the deal, Snape,” questioned Sirius, “you’re not fifty and you don’t qualify for an exception under any of the law I’ve read so far, why weren’t you forced to dance the night away?”

“Really, Black, are you so thick as to not be able to figure that out for yourself? I expected more from you, truly. Where is the Headmaster? I need to speak with him so that I can leave this place you call a home.”

“He’s in the study, I think he’s been waiting on you”, answered Remus as Snape swept through the doorway.

…..

Taking the stairs two at a time, Charlie poured himself in bed. Bill flopped down next to him and said, “I fucking hate that man.”

“Who?” questioned Charlie.

“Snape.”

“Only cause you think he was banging the girl of your dreams.”

“It’s much more than that. And I said I didn’t want to talk about it.”

“What time you leaving in the morning?” asked Charlie.

“As soon as damn possible”, was the last thing Charlie heard from Bill before he passed out.

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