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Harry Potters Black Book	By : BlackBook Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 174089 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter 5

Nooner

Harry watched from across the Great Hall, Draco Malfoy was chatting to Sally-Anne Perkins, and roundly ignoring Pansy Parkinson on his other side. For the last twenty minutes Pansy had been trying to talk to Draco only for him to ignore her in favour of Perkins, who, if rumours were to be believed (and Harry knew they from experience they shouldn’t) was fucking her way through most of the senior year, and it seemed as if Draco wanted to go next.

Harry had never been sure if Pansy and Draco were a thing, or if he was just toying her, enjoying her sycophant nature.

After Draco literally brushed her off once more when she put her hand on his shoulder, Pansy suddenly grabbed her book bag from the floor and stormed away. Harry watched her leave the Great Hall before glancing back at Draco who didn’t even seem to notice she was gone.

Looking around him he saw that no one else had been paying any attention to the teen drama going on, although it was undoubtedly only one of many happening in the Great Hall right now.

Suddenly getting inspiration Harry stood up, his lunch barely touched “Hey Ron, I gotta go see Professor Slughorn, I’ll catch up to you in Charms latter.”

Ron muttered something through a mouthful of steak and kidney pie and nodded at Harry.

Reaching into his robes as he passed the doors of the Great Hall he pulled out the Marauders map, and stepping over to the hour glasses that showed Ravenclaw currently winning the House Cup, he tapped it with his wand and muttered “I solemnly swear I’m up to no good.”

Quickly scanning the page his face split into a wide grin when he saw the name Pansy Parkinson by itself down one of the corridors in the dungeons.

Making his way down to the dungeons he was trying to think of how to play this out, if he got Pansy to drop her knickers he would still need to find somewhere to plough her, during school hours there weren’t nearly as many empty places, even usually empty classrooms where quite often used by upperclassmen for practice or clubs during the lunch hour.

Getting to the corner of the corridor Pansy was down he stopped for a moment to place the map back in his pocket and think about how to play this. Just as he was about to step around the corner he remembered he was wearing one of his rattiest old pair of boxers, ones that actually had holes in them and the black had faded to a matt grey. Looking over his shoulder he reached into his robes, and tugging them down he quickly bundled them up and stuffed them behind one of the brackets holding the lighting torches up.

Fixing his robes he casually walked around the corner and saw Pansy leaning against a wall part way down the corridor, her arms folded in front of her and her head down.

“Hey Pansy, lunch not agree with you?” he said coming to a stop a few paces from her.

“Fuck off Potter.” She snapped looking up at him with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

“Crying over Draco fawning over that little cum bucket?” Harry asked mockingly “At least wait to he actually gets his dick wet in her.”

Harry wasn’t sure if this was the best way to go about things, but he figured that if he couldn’t goad her into fucking him to get back at Draco, he could at least pay her back for six years of trying to make his life hell.

“Go fuck yourself Potter; Draco wouldn’t touch that little slut for all the gold in Gringotts.” She all but snarled at him.

“Touch, lick, fuck, suck, all of the above, hell it looked like he might do it there and then and see if he can get Slytherin to start chanting his name as he nails her.” He continued to mock her.

“What do you know? You jealous? You want a piece of the little tart yourself?” She spat back at him, her hands dropping to her side and balling into fists.

“Fuck no.” Harry said confidently taking a step closer “Draco doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing, I’d rather go for a real girl, a woman who knows what she wants.” He said and deliberately looked her over. Pansy wasn’t an attractive girl by any means, a decent rack her best feature, although her face distracted from it, from behind she was half doable.

“Like you’d know what to do even if you got the chance Potter.” She mocked him back.

“At least I wouldn’t turn my back on a real woman for a little cum gargling slut.” He said throwing her a bone, in hopes of boning her latter. “You shouldn’t fawn over Draco; it’s what he lives for. Let the little cunt go after you for a change then make him work for it”

“I don’t need your help Potter.” She said with a lot less heat.

“Whatever.” Harry shrugged “Just remember this the next time you see him chasing after some knob polishing bint.” Thinking to lead her to the conclusion “Hell if he knew you were talking to me about this, he’d be so jealous he wouldn’t leave you alone for a year, hell if he knew I’d thought about you the way he was thinking about Perkins, he’s stick himself to you with a permanent sticking charm.”

Pansy didn’t say anything as she processed what Harry had said to her. It was true Draco hated Potter more than the rest of Gryffindor combined, and would hate to see her talking to him.

Harry watched her as she thought about what he’d said, he saw her stand slightly straighter and push out her chest slightly; unfortunately she also tilted her head back which just made her pug nose more noticeable.

“Please Potter.” She said looking him over “Like I’d be seen with you.” Trying to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Getting sick of this play by play and knowing he had to seal this now or never, he stepped right up to her “Then let’s make sure no one sees us.” He said and reaching behind her grabbed her arse.

Pansy was shocked at how forceful Harry was being, she had heard all the rumours about him, most of the girls at Hogwarts had, but there had been so many rumours about him for so long that no one really believed them. Fooling around with Abbott in a storage closet, fucking his chasers in the changing rooms after practice, slipping it to some Quiddich star at Slughorns last party, they were just too wild to be believed.

But feeling Harry’s hand on her arse, and thinking how much it would piss Draco off to even think about what she was thinking about, let alone doing, and about what him and that little cumbag Perkins were doing, Pansy couldn’t help but grin.

“You better know what you’re doing Potter.” She said to him reaching down between his legs and squeezing his goods. “I’m not going to do you here, you better have a place.”

Harry smirked at her and turned around, he figured on the way down here the only way he could get her was for her to think it would piss Draco off. How she intended for him to find out he didn’t know or care, he knew no one would believe he’d ever go with her.

“Naturally.” He said “This way.” He lead her down the corridor and just past the potions classroom to Professor Slughorns office, he smiled at the fact his lie to Ron was turning out to be true, but he figured Slughorn would help him out, he was always saying he could come to him for anything.

Seeing Pansy look at him like he was crazy Harry knocked on the Professors office door, knowing he usually took lunch in his office to grade papers. The door opened and Professor Slughorn greeted them in his potions masters robes he wore during school hours “Harry my by, what can I do for you, come in, come in.” Gesturing for them to enter.

“Actually professor I am in a bit of hurry, lunch hour and all.” He said not moving “I was wondering if I could borrow the keys to the storage locker, Pansy here needs some help with her potions assignment and I thought I would give her a hand.” He said giving Slughorn a long look before flicking his eyes back to Pansy.

It only took Slughorn half a second before a deep, triple chin smile split his face “Of course my boy, anything for a young man of your natural talents.” He said reaching into his robes and offering Harry the keys “You’re a very lucky young lady.” He said winking lecherously at Pansy.

Harry thanked Slughorn before walking back down the corridor to the potions locker and opened the door gesturing for Pansy to go first. He closed the door behind him, the twin torches in the room coming to life when Pansy had entered, and locked the door behind him.

“Draco would be pissed to see how easily you got Slughorn to help you, he’s been moaning all year about Snape no longer taking potions class.” Pansy said more than a little impressed at Harrys manipulation.

“We don’t have all day.” Harry said, and placing his wand on the shelf behind him, undid the front of his robes.

Pansy watched Harry undo the clasps of his robes, a little shocked at just how up front he was being, half an hour ago she wouldn’t have even thought she would be having a conversation with the golden boy of Gryffindor, now he was in front of her in a locked storage closet stripping out of his robe. She watched as he undid the clasps, but as he got to the ones at his waist and lower her eyes shot wide open when she saw he wasn’t wearing any underwear, she briefly wondered if those absurd rumours about him were maybe true.

Harry shrugged off his robe and tossed it onto one of the tables; he looked up at Pansy who was staring down at his cock. “This isn’t a one way show Pansy, let’s see what you got, I have charms in forty minutes. It doesn’t look like you have anything to be shy about.” He said looking at her chest trying to give her some confidence.

Pansy saw his gaze on her and smirked “Well Potter let’s see if you can handle a real woman.” She reached up to the top clasp of her robes and undid it; slowly working her way down, when she got to the bottom one her robes fell open, although with the white blouse he couldn’t really see anything special.

Harry had already stripped out of his white shirt and was just kicking off his shoes and socks, now standing completely naked as Pansy just finished with her robe. His cock wasn’t hard although he could feel it was on its way up, but as it was hanging down partly engorged he knew it must have looked a lot bigger than it usually did, and judging by Pansy’s gaze, she thought so to.

Pansy let her robes fall to the floor behind her as she reached up to unbutton her blouse not taking her eyes off Harrys cock, despite what Potter may have thought, she had only ever fooled around with Draco, sometimes flirting with other guys to get his attention, but her infatuation with him to deep to allow her to do anymore. Now staring at a fully naked Harry Potter, taking in his size and build, she suddenly thought that maybe she should expand her horizons past Draco.

She got to the last button of her blouse and rolling back her shoulders, letting it drop on top her discarded robe. She was about to reach up for her bra when Harry closed the gap between them, and without preamble, reached behind her and unclasped her bra with one quick motion, and grabbing it by one of its straps, tossed it into the corner.

Without the slightest hesitation Harry dropped his face down and took one of her breasts in his mouth. They were warm and soft, with just a hint of the days sweat on them mixed with some flowery sent, probably her personal soap. Her nipples were flat and pink and very large, twice the size of Hannah’s who had had the largest breasts out of all the girls he’d had. He grasped one of her breasts in one hand as his tongue roamed across the other, he concluded that although her nipples were larger, her breasts were not, apparently she wore a charmed or padded bra. As he took one of her nipple in his mouth he felt it harden as he pulled it between his lips. Moving over to the other he repeated the process, sucking on it until it hardened in his mouth.

Just as he had taken her second breast into his mouth he felt her hand on the back of his head and her moan. He continued to nuzzle at her breasts, enjoying the feel of his nose pressed into the soft flesh while he took her into his mouth, letting her nipples slowly pass through his lips.

Thinking how pushed they were for time he reached down with his other hand and grasping the hem of her panties, pulled them down past her hips and left them strung half way down her thighs.

Pansy fell back half a step, her arse bumping into the table that ran around the small room. She had been enjoying the feeling of Harry playing with her chest, gentle but warm, when she felt him almost savagely pull her panties down. Now leaning on the table edge she felt Harry’s hand move up her thigh before stopping on her pussy, his fingers rubbing into her and quickly parting her lips. She gasped at the sudden feeling of his fingers on her.

His face still buried in Pansy’s chest he couldn’t look down so was pleased to feel unlike Marietta, Pansy apparently shaved, the smooth skin of her thigh flowing seamlessly into her pussy. It hardly took Harry a moment to work his fingers past her lips and into her pussy. Once again he marvelled at how similar yet different every girl’s pussy seemed to be.

Putting his middle two fingers together he ran them down the soft wet flesh of her pussy until he came to her opening, then with only a moment for his fingers to play across her entrance, he pushed in with both of them.

He heard Pansy’s gasp as he entered her, she went up onto her toes, her arse rising off the table as she felt Harry enter her. He pushed his fingers up past the first knuckle, before quickly pulling them out and running them along her pussy again, stopping to rub the fold of flesh that girls seemed to like him playing with.

Pansy breath was ragged, the shock of feeling Harry enter her before quickly pulling out, only to run her now slick fingers over her clit quickly sending her libido through the roof. She could feel her heart beat in her ears as her heart raced.

Harry smiled to himself as he continued to nuzzle into her breasts, marvelling at the dramatic size difference in her nipples. Remembering who he was fingering, and despite his fondness for sampling the musk of all his girls so far, he wasn’t about to taste Parkinson. But he through she might like to try, so bringing his fingers, slick with her own juices, up to her face he pressed his fingers into her lips.

Pansy had had her eyes closed, when she felt Harry press his fingers into her lips, they were hot and wet and she could smell her own sent on them. She looked at him, his mouth still working on one of her breasts as he looked up at her, she couldn’t be sure but it looked like he was smirking at her. Not about to back down to him, she parted her lips and took his fingers in her mouth, sucking her own musk off them.

Harry feeling her tongue on his fingers felt his own arousal rise, rising up from where he had been exploring her breasts he looked Pansy in the eyes, his fingers still in her mouth and stepped half a step closer pressing his now hard cock into her front.

“Suck me.” He said not looking away from her.

Letting his fingers slide out of her mouth she cocked an eyebrow at him “I thought that’s what I was doing?” She toyed with him.

Harry pressed himself into her, his cock sliding up her stomach, she wasn’t in nearly as good a shape as Gwen or Romilda, she was soft and gave way for him “Suck. My. Cock.” He said running his fingers, now damp with her saliva down her breasts until they rested on the end of his cock.

Once again a little shocked at just how forward he was, Pansy couldn’t deny that this was probably the most erotic moment of her life, her pussy was throbbing from Harry’s brief attention, her nipples hard and her heart was racing. She could feel his cock press into her, she reached down with her hand to grab it, and pushing him back slightly she dropped to her knees and looking up at him, took him in her mouth.

Unlike Hannah who had tried to take him all at once, or Romilda who seemed to have read “How to give the perfect blowjob” cover to cover, Pansy just took the end of his cock in her mouth, and very slightly moved her lips and tongue along his shaft, hardly taking much more than his knob in her mouth. The most arousing thing was not the feeling of having his cock sucked, or even the fact that he had essentially ordered her to blow him, the sexiest thing was that from the moment she took him in her mouth, she never broke eye contact with him. On her knees in front of him, her nipples sticking out hard from her breasts, her perfectly smooth pussy nestled between her legs; she never once looked away from him.

Her mouth was hot, her tongue, very slightly, rolling around under his cock, her hands resting lightly in her lap, as if she had just knelt down to rest and had suddenly found a cock in front of her to suck.

Harry wound his right hand into her hair, she wore it short, cropped about her shoulders, but usually placed in some elaborate style with a load of clips. Today she had left it mostly down, just clipping her fringe back slightly, so Harry could work his finger into her hair, and gentle encourage her to take more of him in her.

While her technique wasn’t the best, her continued eye contact, while his cock filled her mouth, was quickly pushing him to climax. Careful not to actually pull her hair to hard, he tried to encourage her to pick up her pace.

She seemed to get the hint, because as he closed his eyes in concentration, feeling his end rapidly approach, he felt her mouth slide lower on his cock, her tongue suddenly sucking hard on him. He heard wet slurping noises come from her as she abandoned her previous demure attention of his cock and seemed determined to suck the cum right out of him.

Not even trying to hold back, he started moving his hips in time with her, making his cock slide deeper into her mouth, it felt it hit the roof of her mouth, but unlike Hannah, Pansy managed not to gag, and continued to suck, her head bobbing up and down on him. As he felt himself cum he continued to fuck her mouth, sliding his cock between her lips, Pansy didn’t slow down her rhythm for a moment. She continued to suck him until she felt him begin to go soft; pulling back she locked her lips tight about him as she came off making a loud smacking noise with her lips. If she was going to blow someone, she was going to do it fucking right, she thought to herself.

She looked at Harry’s cock still in front of her, slowly going soft, she leaned forward once more and taking it once more in her mouth, managed to take the whole length of it in her mouth, her nose being tickled by his dark brush, and sucking hard, slowly pulled back, again looking Harry in the eye.

Seeing her take him fully in her mouth, the end of his semi hard cock just brushing the back of her mouth before she slowly pulled back, Harry let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding. Immensely happy he had followed her after her tiff with Malfoy, he couldn’t help but smile at her.

“Well that was fucking amazing.” He said still breathing deeply.

“What would you expect Potter, I’m not some little tramp like Perkins.” Pansy stated getting up, her hand on her hip and chest thrust out.

“Obviously.” Harry responded thinking the statement at odds with someone who had just blown him after he had been mocking her not ten minutes before.

Glancing down at his watch, the only thing he still had on, Harry saw they had just over twenty five minutes left. ‘Better get to it.’ He thought to himself.

Stepping into Pansy he dropped his head down to her neck and started trailing kisses from just below her ear down to her collar bone, more as an excuse not to kiss her on the mouth than finding her particularly attractive. As he trailed his mouth along her neck line he ran his hand from her chest down to her pussy, finding it surprising wet on his fingers. Not wasting anytime he quickly slid his fingers past her lips, and trailing down the smooth wet flesh, slid a single finger into her and working it around her pussy.

While one hand fingered her pussy his other reached behind her to grab her arse. Enjoying the soft but firm feeling in his hand, he remembered his time with Gwen, and thinking now was a good as time as any to try, slid his hand down the line of her arse. He felt as his hand slid over her hole, firm and tight under his finger as he pressed on it. Pansy pushed forward into him as he played with her arse, moaning softly into his ear as he continued to nuzzle into her neck. As she pushed forward his digit in her slid deeper as the palm of his hand rubbed into clit causing her to push harder into him again.

Dropping his finger lower he trailed it between her legs, and coming up from behind rubbed his fingers into the underside of her pussy. His fingers now wet and slick from her sex, he brought his middle finger back up to her arse, and waiting for her to press back slightly, pushed into it, his finger pressing into her just slightly. Pansy let out a short gasp, her arse tensing around his hand for a long moment before slowly relaxing.

Harry left his hand on her arse for a moment, and sliding his finger out of her pussy started to rub his fingers across her pussy, from her entrance up to her clit, the soft flesh readily parting for his fingers. Thinking to help him get hard again, Harry stopped fingering her for a moment, and grabbing her hand which had been holding onto the table behind her, placed it on his cock, still slightly wet from her sucking it.

As he went back to rubbing her, occasionally sliding a finger into her, and once more, pushing two in her causing her to gasp and rise onto her toes again, Pansy started playing with his balls, rolling them gently between her fingers before taking hold of his cock, feeling it semi hard and gently stroking it.

As Harry felt himself start to get hard again under her attention, he pulled both his hands away from her, and standing up in front of her, took her by the hips and spun he around so she was facing the wall. Placing the hand that had been on her arse on her shoulder he pushed her forward, causing her to bend over slightly at the waist but still mostly standing. With his other hand, he rubbed his fingers hard into her pussy, spreading her lips and getting her wetness across his fingers. Trailing his fingers up her arse, he let them trail over her hole before grabbing himself. Taking hold of his now hard cock he rubbed her wetness over his cock, being sure to cover his knob.

Bending his knees slightly he pressed his cock between her legs, and pressing the shaft of his cock against her pussy, slid it back across her, covering himself in her love juice. Then as he slid his knob across her pussy and back between her legs he pressed the end of it onto her arsehole, and with his other hand on her shoulder, pressed into her.

Harry heard her gasp, much louder this time, her arse tightening on him cock. He had only got the end in before she leaning forward slightly had seemed to tighten on him, stopping him from pulling in or out.

“What’s up Pansy? Can’t handle it?” Harry said dropping his other hand onto her arse slapping it gently.

“Fuck you Potter.” She breathed, seemingly short of breath.

“I think I’m the one fucking you.” He said and again lightly slapped her arse. “I thought you were a real woman?” He mocked, his cock still partly in her arse.

Pansy seemed to take a breath, and bracing her hands on the table in front of her, looked over her shoulder at Harry, her short dark hair falling into her eyes a bit, and pushed back onto him, his cock sliding deeper into her.

Harry smirked at her, his hand squeezing her arse as he looked down from her gaze and saw his cock almost half way inside her. He was surprised at just how different it felt on him, while all the girls he had fucked in the last few weeks had been different, once inside them it had felt similar, some slightly tighter or wetter, but mostly the same. Fucking Pansy’s arse was as different as wanking was to a blow job. Unbelievably tight around his cock where it was entering her, inside it didn’t have the same softness he’d felt around his cock while fucking the other girls. Deciding that it was probably for the best not to think on it too much, he looked up at Pansy still looking back at him over her shoulder, and pushed into her a bit deeper.

Pansy pulled in a ragged breath and bit her bottom lip as Harry pushed deeper into her, when she felt him stop she took a breath and briefly closed her eyes hoping that was all of him, although the fact she couldn’t feel his brush on her yet suggested it wasn’t. While she could see Harry as she looked back at him, she couldn’t see where he was fucking her from that angle, although she could certainly feel it.

Feeling her tighten around him and finding it harder to push in, Harry pulled back slightly, and bringing his hand that had slapped her arse under his cock, he again rubbed it into her pussy, and bringing it back to his cock, rubbed her pussy juice around her hole and on his cock. He briefly considered spitting on her arse, but with her looking back at him, he thought she might get pissed at him, not something he wanted while his cock was in her.

With more of her wetness on him he again pushed into her, and again sliding out, the feeling of her tight around his cock, while she continued to look back at him over her shoulder, was quickly exciting him.

Finding his rhythm, Harry continued his slow fuck of Pansy’s arse, pushing into her and slowly pulling out, all the time Pansy looking back at him, the occasional gasp as he pushed into her. While he was enjoying the different sensation of fucking her, he saw the dial of his watch as his hand was still holding her shoulder and saw he had just under ten minutes left.

Harry rapidly picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of her, but not going as deep. He saw her hands which had been grasping the edge of the table ball into fists as he started working her faster, her head dropping forward so he could no longer look her as he fucked her. Pansy was taking rapid short breaths, moving forward with every thrust he made into her. It was hardly a minute later that he felt his second orgasm hit, his cock throbbing inside her. He rode out the end of his orgasm inside her before sliding out of her, he got down to his knob, and then slowly pulled it out, watching her close around the tip of it.

Looking down at himself he thought he better clean up a bit before dressing. Seeing that Pansy was still bent over the table, breathing shallowly, her fists now unclenched, he dropped down, and grabbing her discarded robes, wiped himself off. Then quickly tossing on his cloths again he looked at Pansy who had just turned around and was looking at him.

“You were right Pansy, all woman.” He said reaching for the door. “I’ll tell Slughorn to come lock the door after his next class.” He said before stepping out into the corridor.

He swung by the wall sconces where he had ditched his boxers and put them in his pocket before heading back to Slughorns office.

“Your keys sir.” He said handing over the keys.

“Ah thank you my boy.” Slughorn said with another triple chin smile “I trust you and Mrs Parkinson found everything?”

“Indeed sir, although she is still… tiding up. You might want to go lock up after class” Harry said unable to stop the smile from spreading across his face “Oh and thank you for your help sir.”

“Anytime my boy, anytime.”
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