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By ADave

            Sunday dinner was interesting. Dumbledore stood up and the hall grew silent. Harry turned to see what Dumbledore had to say.

            “Good evening all. I trust all of you had a relaxing weekend. Tomorrow officially starts the New Year here at Hogwarts. I have further news on the upcoming Triwizard Tournament. The two schools, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be joining us in the last week of October. They will not be our only guests as numerous people shall be joining us to help with the tournament. We shall have guests from the international Confederation of Wizards to assist us in overseeing the tasks and so on. In fact we are to sort a student from Japan as his father will be joining us as one of several judges as the heads of the schools will not be allowed to be judges. Please give a warm welcome to Shiro Ieyasu of Japan,” Dumbledore smiled.

People applauded as a Japanese boy appeared. He stepped forward and bowed. Harry noted he was dressed in a very formal kimono with wings. Shiro stepped forward out of the shadows and Harry noted the swords at the boy’s waist. He knew then Shiro was Samurai. He watched Shiro approach the high table and bowed formally.

            “Dumbledore-sama, I am honored to be a guest in your school. Thank you for inviting me,” Shiro said and Harry hoped Dumbledore wouldn’t screw this up.

He didn’t. Harry breathed a sigh of relief as Dumbledore bowed back.

            “Ieyasu-san, it is we who are honored to have you as a guest in our humble school. Thank you for coming,” Dumbledore said.

McGonagall approached Shiro. “To be sorted, I must place this hat on your head, and it will determine which house you are to go into.”

Harry hoped that Shiro would join Gryffindor for the year. The hat moved as it examined Shiro’s mind. It nodded after a few minutes.

            “Ieyasu-san shall join Gryffindor,” the hat spoke after a moment.

Harry grinned and stood up as he applauded. Shiro turned to face Harry and both of them looked at each other for a moment. Harry could feel the power flowing off Shiro and knew that he was one not to be messed with. Shiro walked over and Harry bowed.

            “Welcome to Gryffindor House, Ieyasu-san,” Harry said.

Shiro smiled and bowed. “I am honored to meet the Harry Potter.”

            “Come and join us,” Harry said, motioning to the table.

            “Thank you, I shall,” Shiro said.

So far so good. Hermione happened to be on Shiro’s other side and Harry introduced her. The food appeared in front of them and Harry noted a few Japanese dishes. Shiro took some and Harry took a bit. Shiro noted that.

            “I like Japanese cuisine,” Harry said. “In fact, I have an interest in the Japanese lifestyle. Perhaps you could answer a few questions I have about Japan?”

Shiro smiled. “I’d be honored to tell you anything you would like to hear. Perhaps you could tell me something of England in exchange.”

Harry nodded. “Sure. That would be great.”

The exchange did not go unnoticed by Dumbledore, Hiro Ieyasu Shiro’s father, and McGonagall. He nodded as he turned to McGonagall. “This is good, my son being accepted. I had hoped this trip would be good for him as he still suffers the pain of losing his mother.”

McGonagall turned to the man. “My condolences on your loss. Harry lost both of his parents when he was a year old.”

            “Ah,” the man nodded. “So sad. Perhaps they will be good for each other.”

Dumbledore nodded but kept his peace. He wondered how he could turn this to his advantage.

            Shiro was fourteen so that made him a fourth year. Harry led him up to the dorm room and on the way up tried to show him as much of Hogwarts as he could. Shiro seemed to be impressed by what he saw. He turned to Harry as they were riding a moving staircase.

            “I would like to know if there is a room where I can practice my martial arts and work out. It is important I keep up on my training,” Shiro stated.

Harry smiled. “I know the perfect place.”

He led Shiro up to the seventh floor and to the enormous tapestry depicting Barnabas the Barmy attempting to train trolls for the ballet, Harry paced past it three times while thinking of what it was Shiro needed. The door opposite the tapestry appeared and Harry opened the door and motioned Shiro to step inside.

            “Yatta!” Shiro exclaimed in surprise as he looked around the room.

It was an exact replica of a Japanese dojo, right down to the fine detail. Shiro examined everything and then turned to Harry.

            “All of this is perfect. You are interested in the martial arts?” Shiro asked.

Harry nodded. “I am. I learned karate and the Katana over the summer.”

Shiro smiled in satisfaction. “Oh very good. Then we can spar and workout together.”

            “I’d be honored to do that,” Harry said. “We can start tomorrow morning.”

            “Good. I shall look forward to that,” Shiro said.

Harry led him out and onto the Gryffindor Tower. Harry told him the password to Violet’s painting and she let them pass. People in the common room turned to see who had walked in and they began to greet Shiro as he walked in. Adam Welsh, the Gryffindor prefect, walked up and Harry introduced him to Shiro.

            “Nice to meet you. We don’t get very many visitors from other countries so it’s a treat for us to have you here. We do hope that you enjoy your time. Harry, you don’t mind being his escort for a couple of days as I know of your interest in anything Japanese?” Adam asked.

            “Consider it done,” Harry said.

            “Thank you Harry, I appreciate the help you give me,” Shiro said.

Harry smiled. “You’re welcome. Let me show you where your bed is.”

Harry led Shiro into the fourth year dorm to find the other guys there. Ron wasn’t and Harry felt relieved. He really didn’t want that prat messing things up. He introduced the other guys that were there. Shiro found his bed and nodded his approval.

            “Good. I like this, and the headboard has a shelf for my sword stand,” he said as he reached into his trunk.

They watched as he assembled and put it on the top of the headboard shelf and place his swords in it properly. The other guys crowded around to look at them.

            “Those look old,” Seamus remarked.

            “They were crafted in the 16^thcentury Japan and have been handed down for generation until I was of age to receive them,” Shiro said.

            “What’s the right age to receive swords?” Neville asked.

            “A Samurai boy will receive his first sword at age six, usually a training one. He then learns the Way of Samurai. When he has proved himself usually by age twelve he then receives his first real swords in a ceremony. My Father, Grandfather, and uncles all trained me in the Way of Samurai. I received them when I was twelve. I practice every day to be the best that I possibly can,” Shiro said.

            “Well, we think you’re cool. Welcome to Gryffindor Tower,” Dean said.

            “Thank you. I appreciate your welcome,” Shiro said.

Neville let out a yawn and sighed. “Forgive me for that, but tomorrow starts classes and I need sleep to be ready. I am sure that Professor McGonagall will have your schedule ready at breakfast. Sleep well.”

One by one the others broke away to their beds. Harry went to his and began stripping down. He didn’t see Shiro react to his dragon tattoos. Harry slid into his bed and drew the curtains. He was tired and wanted to get some sleep. Tomorrow would start classes.

            Harry and Shiro went to the room of requirement on the seventh floor early the next morning and got in a hard workout. Both of them seemed to work well with each other and then they went to the mats to spar with each other. Shiro was the better of the two having done it for most of his life. Harry hoped to learn a lot more from Shiro before the end of the year. Harry wondered if Shiro liked to play and wondered how best to approach him. He decided to just let things happen for the moment. He did have the Weasley twins and the Creevey brothers to play with at the moment so it wasn’t like he was going without. So he decided to just concentrate on a friendship with Shiro for now.

            “Ready for the shower?” Harry asked as they got back into the Gryffindor Tower.

            “Yeah, could use one,” Shiro said.

Harry led him to the shower room after they picked up their shower gear. Shiro looked around and nodded. Harry got underneath one of the showerheads and got it going as Shiro took the one to his right. Harry glanced over every now and then to see what Shiro looked like. Shiro was just a bit shorter, smooth tanned skin, had good muscle definition, had short pubic black hair, his penis had the foreskin intact with the piss slit peeking out of it, appeared to be five inches soft, and like Harry, wore his long black hair in a ponytail. Harry did see a small diamond in his right ear and thought it looked hot. The other Gryffindor boys started coming as Harry and Shiro dried off and pulled shorts on.

            “Hey Dean,” Harry nodded to his dorm mate in passing.

            “Beware of Ron, he’s mouthing off again,” Neville said as he stood behind Dean.

Shiro looked at Harry. “The redhead boy?”

            “Ron has a little problem with me,” Harry said. “Long story.”

Shiro nodded. “He does not sound like a nice person.”

            “He used to be,” Harry paused. “When we met on the train first year he seemed to be a nice guy. Didn’t like working in class too much and wanted to goof around a lot. Being eleven I went along with it because I was younger then and just wanted to have a good time. Now I’m getting serious about wanting to do well in my classes for the simple reason is that I want to know everything possible about the Wizarding World. I never knew it existed until I got my letter and met Hagrid. Longer story there. I’m not really sure what I want to do when I leave Hogwarts. I plan on sitting down in my sixth year and looking over my options.”

They went into their dorm room and went to their trunks to get dressed. They found Hermione in the common room and she stood up when she saw them.

            “There you are!” she exclaimed. “I was hoping to walk down with the both of you.”

Shiro smiled. “It would be an honor to escort you down to breakfast.”

Neville joined them and off they went. Shiro met with his father briefly and Harry saved him a spot at the Gryffindor House table. McGonagall handed them their timetables. Harry took Shiro’s and handed it to him when he joined them a few minutes later. He looked it over.

            “This looks interesting. What can you tell me about the teachers?” he asked.

Harry and Hermione took turns telling him about the teachers on his timetable. Snape was first and Harry sighed.

            “Not how I wanted to start my Monday,” he sighed.

Hermione sipped her tea. “At least we have him for two hours from eight to ten.”

            “Is he that bad?” Shiro asked.

Harry nodded. “He is, and you will find out.”

            Shiro did find out what kind of man Snape was when they came nose to nose. Both of them stared each other straight in the eyes. Shiro didn’t blink or flinch. When it became apparent that neither of them was going to back down anytime soon, people began to watch the confrontation with interest. Snape was the first to break it off. He growled as he turned away. Shiro simply nodded and went back to what he was doing. Draco naturally had to stick his two cents into the situation as the blond ponce approached Shiro after class.

            “I’m Draco Malfoy of Malfoy House,” he said proudly.

            “And that’s supposed to mean something?” Shiro asked.

People backed off giving them space in the event a fight broke out. People had learned early on that anytime Harry and Draco had a confrontation that it was best to stay out of range.

            “My family is a pureblood family, the best of the best, and you would do well to show me respect!” Draco snarled.

            “To you? I think not. I show respect to those who earn my respect. You are nothing more than a spoiled little brat who’s still wet behind his balls,” Shiro said.

Everybody gasped as Draco turned red with rage. “Then it seems I will have to teach you a lesson as to who your betters are.”

Crabbe and Goyle both stepped around Draco and swung at the same time, aiming for Shiro’s face. He caught their fists in his hands and began to squeeze real hard. Both of them started yelling as they sank to the floor. Draco saw his chance and charged in only to be met by a boot to the face driving him backwards in to the wall and down. Then he looked at Crabbe and Goyle who were on their knees and begging for mercy.

            “Do not ever challenge me again,” Shiro said and let go of them.

He turned and headed out of the dungeon with Harry and Hermione behind him. By lunch the word had spread all over and Shiro was getting respect.

            “Not how I wanted to gain respect from others,” Shiro said at lunch. “The best way to gain respect is to respect others and be willing to help them.”

Harry agreed and so did everybody else within hearing range. Harry watched as Shiro deftly manipulated his chopsticks while having a bowl of ramen.

            “You make that look so easy,” Harry said. “I could never get the hang of it.”

Shiro smiled. “If you use them on a regular basis to get the hang of them very quick.”

            “What flavor ramen do you have there?” Colin asked from the other side of the table. “It smells good.”

            “Chicken at the moment. You can make it with most anything. I prefer fish with mine. I had that for three days in a row so today I wanted something different,” Shiro said.

            “I’m going to try a bowl at dinner,” Neville said.

            “Good. I know you’ll like it,” Shiro said. “In fact, I should tell you about what I like to eat as I go. Perhaps you guys will find something you like.”

That sounded like a great idea and Shiro started off with something new at dinner.

            Harry spent time with Shiro and they slowly got to know each other fairly well. Harry tried not to monopolize his time as he knew he would want to spend time with his father, talk to the other Gryffindors, and work on his studies. It became a common sight to see him in one of the chairs by the fireplace, wearing his steel rimmed round glasses and reading a book. He proved himself to be just as sharp an intellect as Hermione was and people learned things whenever Hermione and Shiro argued things. Harry was looking to spend time with one of the Creevey brothers as he was getting the itch. Dennis had been flirting with him most of the day Thursday and Harry knew Shiro was off visiting his Dad, Hermione was somewhere in the library the one place Harry knew she liked the most, and his other friends were occupied. So he trapped Dennis in a corner on the seventh floor.

            “Wanna play little boy?” Harry asked him.

Dennis lit up instantly and Harry knew what the answer would be. He took Dennis’ left hand into his right and led him to his private hiding place. Angus winked as he opened the door for Harry after getting the password.

            “Wow, this is nice!” Dennis exclaimed when he saw the room.

Harry relaxed as he pulled off his robe. “Thanks Dennis. I like it too.”

            “So, what do you wanna do?” Dennis smiled.

Harry continued to strip down until he revealed his harness. Dennis’ eyes got big at the sight of it on Harry. He checked it out.

            “That’s so hot on you!” he exclaimed. “Didn’t know you were into bondage.”

Harry pulled the little Gryffindor up to him. “I’m into a lot of things. For right now I plan on stripping you naked, tie your hands and feet together, toss you up on the bed, nibble on your hot sexy little boy body, and the slide my cock into your bottom to give you what it is you crave, a good hard fucking.”

Dennis squirmed in Harry’s arms. “Oh please!”

Harry started with the young Gryffindor’s robe and went from there. Once the younger boy was naked, Harry went to the cabinet and started poking around until he found what it was he was looking for. He returned to the bed and took a wrist in hand and bucked a leather cuff in place. He drew Dennis’ arms behind his back and used a double snap to secure the hands behind him. Harry lifted Dennis on the bed and then buckled the ankle cuffs in place and used a double snap hook between the ankle cuffs to immobilize him. Dennis got hard as Harry pinched the tiny nipples on the boy’s smooth white chest. Harry got on the bed and went to work on Dennis, licking and nibbling on the torso as Dennis mewed in pleasure. Harry spent his time giving Dennis his pleasure. Dennis was enjoying what Harry was doing to him. Harry continued to touch, lick, and kiss Dennis. Harry could feel the hard little cock pressing against him as Dennis tried to hump him in an effort to get off. Harry eventually got down to the little cock and it was standing up hard. Harry smiled as he explored it with his fingers, making Dennis shiver and moan out loud. Harry slipped the hard cock into his mouth and began to suck on it. Dennis reacted by crying out in pleasure and bucked his hips up against Harry’s face. Harry pushed Dennis back down on the bed and continued to suck on the hard cock in his mouth. His left fingers had been fondling the small balls and now were moving in between the butt cheeks. The left index finger found the moist anus and slowly wiggled it’s way inside the younger boy as Harry licked at the balls and sucked them into his mouth. He went back to the very hard cock slapping his cheeks as his finger located something deep inside of Dennis that made the younger boy jump. Harry gently stroked the prostate inside Dennis as he sucked on the little cock in his mouth. He could hear Dennis gasping for air as Harry worked to get him off. It didn’t take long for Dennis to reach his breaking point.

            “I’m... cumming, oh... cum, need to... cumming!” Dennis wailed, his soprano voice reaching it’s highest pitch as he bucked underneath Harry.

He gave up a nice sized load into Harry’s mouth, a bit of sweet boy cream that pleased Harry. He kept going until Dennis was trying to retract his cock from Harry’s mouth. Dennis flipped over on his front, presenting Harry is pale ass.

            “Please Harry,” Dennis panted.

Harry smiled and Dennis knew he was going to get Harry cock up his ass.

            Harry patted the younger boy on his butt. “Relax for a minute. I need to get some lubricant to make our pleasure easy.”

            “Can... can you do something first?” Dennis faltered.

Harry sat on the bed next to Dennis. “What?”

            “Can you... would you... um... will you spank me first?” Dennis asked.

Harry’s eyebrows lifted. Dennis wanted to be spanked? This he needed to know about.

            “You want me to spank you?” Harry asked.

            “Yes please. Colin got a bit frustrated with me one day when I was bugging him about getting his cock into me. He stripped me naked, tied my hands behind my back and my feet together, put me on the bed with my ass up using a thick folded pillow underneath me, spanked me hard with his hand, and then fucked me hard. One of my favorite ways to get fucked,” Dennis confessed.

            “Are you sure about this?” Harry asked.

            “Yes please,” Dennis said.

Harry thought about it for a few minutes and then decided to go ahead with it. “Okay, I’ll do it. Ten whacks with a belt. Then I’ll stuff you full.”

            “Cool!” Dennis exclaimed.

Harry hoped Colin wouldn’t come after him for this. He reached for a pillow and folded it in half and helped Dennis settle in place. Harry looked down there and it looked very clean. Harry moved in and sniffed at the anus and discovered a deodorant soap smell there.

            “I washed up real good back there,” Dennis announced.

Harry pressed in and licked the anus for the first time in his life. To his surprise it felt warm against his tongue. He could hear Dennis moan in pleasure at what Harry was doing. Harry kept at it for a few minutes more giving Dennis a bit of pleasure. He backed off and reached for a leather belt he found in the cabinet. He patted Dennis on is left butt cheek before bringing the belt down on the first strike. Dennis jumped and cried out. Harry set to and gave Dennis nine more, trying not to do it too hard. Then he dropped the belt on the bed and got on the bed once more behind the upturned reddened butt and put his cockhead at the boy’s anus and slowly pushed in. Dennis shivered as he moaned in pleasure.

            “Oh Harry fuck me!” Dennis whined.

Harry put his hands on the younger boy’s hips to hold him in place and continued to push in. Harry bottomed out and sighed in relief. He had needed this.

            “Okay Dennis. Here I go,” Harry said and began fucking the boy underneath him.

Harry went a bit slow at first to give Dennis a chance to get used to having Harry cock inside his tight little bottom. Harry slowly built up speed as Dennis urged him on. Harry kept on going feeling the anus clamping down on his cock as he fed it to the hungry little boy hole. Both of them were panting as the pleasure and lust overcame them. It wasn’t long before Harry was having his orgasm deep inside Dennis.

            “O fuck... tight little cunt... feels so damn good... fuck... uhhhnnn... yeah love this... so good... gonna cum now... breed your butt... I’m cumming!” Harry yelled and then he was.

He felt Dennis’ anus clamp down hard on his cock as he pulled out and that had been his breaking point. Harry shivered as he felt his orgasm race through him, his cock pushing his cum deep into Dennis. Dennis was using his anus to milk Harry’s cock for every drop of Harry cum. Harry ejaculated a few times and then sagged down on Dennis’ back, dripping sweat and exhausted. He kept his cock inside Dennis for as long as possible until he felt his deflated cock get pushed out. He pulled Dennis down on his left side as Harry lay down on his left side and pulled the boy into his chest and held him for a bit.

            “That was so very nice, Harry. I loved it,” Dennis sighed.

Harry nuzzled the back of Dennis’ neck. “Glad you liked it Dennis. I enjoyed it too.”

They relaxed for a bit and then got cleaned up and dressed once more. They made it back before curfew and as it happened nobody had noticed they had been out. Harry went up and found Shiro sitting on his bed with a book. He saw Harry come in and closed the book and removed his glasses.

            “Calling it a night?” he asked.

Harry nodded. “I don’t know how Hermione can do it, hanging out in the library.”

Shiro chuckled as Harry got into his bed and closed the privacy curtains.

            Dennis beamed at Harry as he went past him in the shower room the next morning. Harry gave him a quick pat on the butt and Dennis scampered past him quickly to get in the shower. One nice thing about Hogwarts was that the showers never ran out of hot water. Colin caught up to Harry in the halls on the way to their first class of the day. The both of them ducked into an unused class room to talk.

            “Dennis told me about last night and how he enjoyed it. That was a mild scene compared to what we normally do at home,” Colin started.

Harry looked surprised. “Oh really?”

Colin nodded. “Dennis is my slave and I am his master. We don’t do it full time, only in private. He likes it and so do I. Last summer I was able to do it to him full time as the both of us went to my uncle’s farm out in the country. The only thing he wore was a collar and I kept him on a leash anytime we went outside the house. Uncle Edwin used to be big in it but ever since he had his accident he doesn’t do it anymore. He did set us down for a long talk and he advised us a few times over the summer. Sure brought us closer together as brothers. Give me a chance sometime and I’ll do it for you.”

Harry nodded to that. “Let me think about it and I’ll get back to you on that.”

            “Deal,” Colin said and slipped out.

Harry readjusted his cock in his jock and slipped out a few minutes later and made it to Transfiguration with two minutes to spare. Harry did think about it for the rest of the week. On Saturday morning after having a bit of a lie in Harry worked out with Shiro. They had a late breakfast and since the day was warming up nicely, Harry decided another day down at the lake was in order and off he went after telling Shiro all about it as he passed through the commons area. There were kids down there already and Harry found a good spot to set up in. Flitwick was there and had worked his magic to set up fun things for people to do. Harry went to the end of the dock and dived into the water and headed out to a platform fifty feet out. He did a few laps back and forth before getting out of the water and drying off. He went to the lounger he had conjured and stretched out on it and relaxed. Didn’t take him long to doze off. The call to lunch an hour and a half later woke him up and he went up to get what he could. Shiro had come down and had taken a spot next to Harry and he joined Harry at the buffet line the Hogwarts house elves had set up.

            “Haven’t done anything like this in a while,” he said to Harry. “I should do this more.”

            “I plan on doing this until it starts getting cold,” Harry told Shiro.

            “Coming down here tomorrow?” Shiro asked.

Harry nodded. “Definitely. Just too nice out right now.”

They took their plates back to their place and enjoyed lunch. Afterwards Harry broke out his chess game and they played a few games before closing it up and heading back to the water. They stayed down there until it started to get dark.

            Harry encountered the Weasley twins at dinner. Fred slipped something into the palm of Harry’s hand as they passed him by. Harry stepped back and looked at the note.

            “For a good time come find us,” Harry read to himself.

He slipped the note into his pocket and joined Gryffindor House as dinner got started. Everything appeared normal for the moment, Ron stuffing his face as he sat down at the end of the table, Hermione with her head in a book, Shiro working on a bowl of beef ramen, Lavender Brown and her little group giggling away about something, everybody talking about something, and a few of the teachers up at the high table. The only thing missing was Dumbledore and Snape. Harry wondered where they were and what they were plotting. Whatever it was Harry was sure it would involve him at some point. Harry turned back to his dinner wondering what the Weasley twins were up to. He was sure whatever it was would be interesting. Harry stood up and stretched once he was done eating. He sauntered off in the direction of the doors to the great hall and out. He casually made his way out to where the Weasleys had their hideout and got inside. He stopped to look at what they had going and shook his head. Those two were amazing. They could come up with very interesting gags. Harry kept going until he found them in the living room of their hideout. Harry stopped when he saw them and wondered what they were up to. Both of them were barechested and were wearing leather pants that were a snug fit on them. Both of them had smiles on their faces and Harry wondered if he was in trouble.

            “Good evening sir Harry,” Fred grinned.

A smiling Weasley meant that something was up. Harry glanced at their crotches and knew both of them were up hard.

            “Hi guys,” Harry greeted them.

Both of them perked up. “Why it’s our favorite Gryffindor Mr. Harry Potter!”

Harry wondered if he should run.

            “Aren’t you a bit overdressed, Harry?” George asked.

Harry grinned and started doing a slow strip for the twins and from their reactions they were enjoying the show that Harry was putting on for them. Harry kept going until he got down to his black colored jock.

            “I like that whatever it is,” Fred ogled Harry.

Harry handed it over a moment later. “It’s called a jock strap. You wear it when you are involved in sports. It protects your toys.”

            “Interesting fashion statement,” George held it up.

Fred got a thoughtful look on his face. “We don’t know much about bondage and would be interested in knowing what you know.”

Harry had to laugh as he envisioned the twins running a bondage scene on Draco.

            “Care to share the thought with us Harry?” George asked as he sat on the bed.

Harry grinned and explained his thought to them and all three laughed. George stroked his cock for a moment or two as Fred turned Harry around. George reached for Harry and pulled on him guiding him backwards onto his cock. Harry took a breath and then relaxed, feeling the head of George’s cock slowly enter him. Harry took his time in sitting down on George cock as George leaned back on his elbows. Harry sighed once he was sitting on George. He liked feeling George deep inside of him. Harry began to move.

            Harry moved up and down on George for a bit until George suggested a change, telling his twin Fred to stretch out on the bed. Harry knew what George wanted him to do so he got off George and Fred got on the bed. Harry was next up and he got down on his elbows, taking Fred’s cock into his mouth and began sucking on it as George slid his erection back inside of Harry and began fucking him. Harry hummed his pleasure at getting fucked as he worked on Fred’s cock. Fred shivered as he felt the vibrations from Harry’s voice on his cockshaft.

            “Oh that’s nice,” he moaned.

            “This is nice too brother mine,” George grunted as he fucked Harry. “He’s got a nice tight ass to fuck.”

            “Then... we can... switch off,” Fred suggested as he worked to keep from shooting off too soon as he wanted to enjoy this pleasure.

            “We... will... count on... that,” George moaned out loud as he lost the battle to keep from cumming. “I’m cumming!”

            “Yeah,” Fred moaned as he let go.

Harry sucked harder as Fred gave up his stuff and George shot off a few times deep inside Harry. He relaxed for a moment or two and then went to clean off. Harry relaxed a bit as Fred held onto him. George came back and he got on the other side of Harry and they made him the filling in a Weasley sandwich. Harry snuggled down into the warmth of their bodies.

            “This is nice,” Harry muttered.

Fred nibbled on Harry’s right ear for a moment. “It’s always nice to be held by someone you know and love, Harry, and we do love holding onto you.”

They shared a few kisses and relaxed for a bit. Harry felt hands rubbing him and he liked that.

            “Anytime you’re ready Harry,” Fred told him.

Harry nodded. “Okay. Give me five more minutes.”

The three of them continued to lay there and enjoy each other’s company. Eventually Harry felt ready to take Fred in his ass and he turned to George. He got a hold of George’s cock and started stroking it. George moved up so that he was reclining back on the pillows underneath him. Harry moved up between his legs and got on his knees and elbows. Fred moved in behind Harry after using a bit of lubricant on his cock. Harry held his breath and then pushed it out as Fred slowly pushed his cock into Harry’s ass.

            “Oh that feels nice,” Harry breathed.

He turned his attention to George’s cock and started sucking it, taking it down his throat as Fred started fucking him. Harry shuddered as he felt Fred’s cock moving in and out of him as he took George’s cock deep in his throat. The twins moaned in ecstasy as they were enjoying their pleasure. As Fred fucked Harry, he reached down underneath Harry and grasped Harry’s hard cock in his hand and began to stroke him off. Harry moaned as he felt Fred’s hand wrapped around his cock and stroking it. The vibrations from his voice gave George even more pleasure.

            “I’m getting close,” Fred sighed as he sped up.

            “Nearly there too,” George groaned as he shifted his body.

Harry was nearly there too but couldn’t say anything because his mouth was full of George cock. He felt a tingle in his balls and knew he was going to cum.

            “Harry’s cumming,” Fred groaned. “I can feel him ejaculating.”

That was the breaking point for George. “Here I go!” he cried.

Fred didn’t bother to say anything, he just unloaded deep inside Harry as his twin unloaded down Harry’s throat as Harry shot several times on the sheet beneath him. Fred sighed and relaxed as George rubbed Harry’s head. Harry licked George clean as Fred pulled out of Harry. All three lay out on the bed with Harry in the middle once more. Harry closed his eyes and gave in to the sleepy feeling. The twins weren’t far behind.

            Harry and the twins made it before curfew started. They found Shiro by the fire reading. He put down his book and removed his glasses as the three of them sat down, the twins on the couch and Harry in the chair across from him.

            “Hey, you guys been pranking some poor sucker who needs it?” Shiro asked.

The three of them looked at each other.

            “Well, now that you mention it, someone is way overdue,” Fred started.

            “Can I recommend somebody?” Shiro asked.

            “Name the bastard,” George said.

Shiro grinned. “With pleasure. That idiot brother of yours. He’s been on his soapbox about Harry turning into a freak and going dark, not to mention all the nice things that get said about gay people being evil and so on.”

George nodded as he looked serious. “Perhaps it’s time we wrote to Mum and let her know what’s going on.”

Fred nodded. “I say we do it. Ickle Ronniekins is overdue for a howler.”

The twins grinned at each other as Harry explained what a howler was. Shiro smiled.

            “I like the sound of that,” he said.

Harry noticed the book he had been reading. “Still at that one?”

Shiro lifted it up. “Yes. Transfigurations has always been one of my favorite subjects. My dad thinks I have a natural affinity for it and it does come easy for me. I am seriously considering going for a master’s in the subject.”

            “Go for it,” Harry encouraged him. “I suggest talking to McGonagall. She is a master at Transfigurations. Don’t know if Japan has requirements that we don’t.”

Shiro nodded. “I will go see her in the morning. I see by our schedule we have double potions in the morning. That Snape fellow isn’t a very nice teacher.”

Harry and the twins laughed at that one. “Very observant. The greasy git can’t teach, period.”

            “He would not last long at my school. He would be sent packing at the first complaint,” Shiro said. “My headmaster does not tolerate bad teachers.”

Shiro sighed and cracked his neck and stood up. He tucked his book under his arm and nodded to Harry and the twins.

            “Good night to the three of you. It is late, and I must go to bed,” Shiro said.

Harry nodded as he yawned. “I’ll follow you up. Been a long day for me too.”

The four of them went up the stairs to the boy’s dorms and then to their assigned rooms, the twins to their fifth year one and Harry followed Shiro to the fourth year room. Harry settled into bed feeling good about the evening. He went to sleep with a smile on his face.

            Harry remained calm as Snape got into his face the next morning. Out of the corner of his left eye Draco Malfoy sat there grinning as Snape demonstrated his ability to breathe fire.

            “You are a screw up, Potter. You are no better than your worthless father,” Snape snarled. “I wish I had the power to throw your worthless ass out of the castle.”

Snape turned away and stalked back to the front of the classroom. Harry mentally executed Snape in several painful ways as he struggled to keep a grip on his temper. Harry had a sudden thought of him grabbing Snape and stringing him up someplace and giving him a good paddling. Harry worked to keep a straight face as the thought excited him. He would have to work out a plan to make it happen. Harry kept his cool as he left potions, Ron and Draco trailing him and making comments. Then the both of them turned on each other and as Harry rounded the corner to the stairs, both of them started to fight. Harry sighed. Why couldn’t those two just be civil to each other? Harry took his pack to lunch with him and left it by the wall as he sat down. He took his time eating and then sat there absentmindedly running his right index finger round the rim of his teacup as he stared at the table, his mind working on the details of his plan to spank Snape. He sighed and drained the rest of his teacup. All around him other kids were discussing the Triwizard Tournament. Harry wasn’t interested in the tournament so he ignored the talk that went on around him. Eventually he got tired of hearing it so he grabbed his pack and headed out to his next class. He sat there in the empty room and read the chapter in the DADA (Defense Against the Dark Arts) text as he waited for people to arrive, along with the new instructor for the year, a Alastor Moody, nicknamed ‘Mad Eye’ for the fake eye he wore. Rumor had it that he had been one of the greatest Aurors ever to appear in the Wizarding World and now he was here at Hogwarts teaching defense. Moody was the second best teacher, Remus Lupin having been the number one best. The door opened and people began arriving. Draco strutted in as he always did, the arrogant little prick. Harry thought about giving him the same treatment, wondering if the little bastard ever had a spanking in his life. Harry smiled as he entertained the thought of peeling his fancy boxers off his snow white pale ass and turning it red with the help of a paddle. Now that one he would have to plan out carefully or that would blow up in his face. Harry leaned back and turned his attention to Moody as he thumped his way in to the front of the class. The man glared at all of them before starting the lesson.

To Be Continued....
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