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Harry Potter's Most Excellent Year	By : ODB Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 76205 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
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Chapter 5

AN

Chapter 5 and our heroes’ conquests up to this point have all either been Gryffindors or Ravenclaws. Time for another House to get some action, I think. Let’s bring a couple of hot Hufflepuff’s into the story!

“It’s a bit brass monkeys out here, Harry,” Neville moaned as he trudged through the snow.

“Yeah, my balls are in serious danger of freezing off,” he agreed. “Still, we’ve nearly reached Hogsmeade now.”

“Thank Merlin. Let’s head straight to the Three Broomsticks and hope there’s a seat near the fire.”

“I doubt it,” Harry said. “In fact, I expect the whole place will be packed to the rafters. We should have headed out earlier and made sure we got a good place.”

Neville grunted but said nothing further. In truth, the two Gryffindors must have been amongst the last of Hogwarts pupils to head into town that day. This was the last Hogsmeade weekend before Christmas and everyone else had scrambled to get to the village as soon as possible to complete their last-minute shopping. Both Harry and his friend, being sensible sorts, had done their shopping ages ago so didn’t share the sense of panic or urgency of their fellow pupils. They had laid in bed late before taking a leisurely breakfast and only then had they left the castle.

“Not to worry, mate. I’ve got something that can warm us up. Remember Sirius’s early Christmas prezzie to me?” Harry asked his friend.

“What, that bottle of Firewhisky?”

“Yeah, I’ve poured a load of it into a hipflask and I have it with me. Once we order our first Butterbeers, I can soon spruce them up a bit. I doubt in all this chaos we stand any chance of pulling some skirt today, so we might as well get plastered instead.”

“Was Luna not interested in coming with you today?” Neville asked.

“Nah, she reckoned that today was perfect for staying in Ravenclaw tower. Today is the only day she can get a seat in front of the fire and she intends to stay there with a good book. Apparently, she likes to make homemade presents for friends and family so she didn’t need to go into the village. She’s making something ‘special’ for me, she said.”

“He, he. I can’t imagine what she’ll give you for Christmas,” Neville sniggered. “Did you get her anything?”

“An eight-inch dildo that I charmed to move on its own.”

“Classy, but aren’t you risking doing yourself out of a job?”

“No way. Luna appreciates all my fine work,” Harry said dismissively. “What about Hermione? Didn’t she feel like accompanying you?”

“No, she’s gone with a group of Gryffindor girls. Besides, she likes to keep her sex life separate from everything else. That’s why we don’t hang out much.”

“Ah, I see. Well, as I said, I doubt there is any pussy in our immediate future, so let’s head to the pub and get pissed.”

“Shame,” Neville muttered. “My poor freezing cock could just do with being encased in a nice, warm fanny about now. Oh, well.”

The boys tramped on until they reached the village proper and immediately headed towards the Three Broomsticks through the busy, teeming streets. As they approached the pub, however, they spotted two witches exiting the establishment. Judging by the way they slammed the door behind them, they were not in a good mood.

“Oh ho! I spot two buxom Hufflepuff beauties at twelve o’clock,” Harry announced. “They don’t look happy, though. Want to see what’s got them so worked up?”

“Of course,” Neville said, already walking briskly towards them.

The girls were, of course, Hannah Abbot and Susan Bones. Hannah, the long-term apple of Neville’s eye, was widely regarded as one of the sexiest witches in the whole of Hogwarts, due in no large part to her long, blonde hair and ample bosom. Susan was only moderately less blessed in the chest department and Harry found her strawberry-blond locks and dry wit quite delightful. Sadly, both girls had proved unflinchingly loyal to their boyfriends, even if both blokes were generally regarded as a pair of complete dickheads.

Hannah had her back to the boys as they approached and seemed highly agitated, waving her arms around and complaining in a loud voice. Susan, however, saw their approach and gestured to her friend. Hannah spun around and a smile instantly appeared on her face.

“Neville!” she exclaimed. “Nice to see you. You too, Harry.”

“Hannah,” Neville said by way of greeting. “Everything alright?”

“Yes, of course. Why do you ask?”

“The fact that you nearly took the front door of the Broomsticks off its hinges and the way that you’re standing in the middle of the street shouting angrily.”

“Oh, err…”

“Don’t worry about it, Neville,” Susan interrupted. “It’s just that our idiot boyfriends are acting like complete pigs at the moment.”

“Oh? Do tell.”

The girls shared a look before Hannah sighed. She turned to them with a pained expression on her face.

“Ernie and Justin have decided that rather than spend time with us they’d rather sit in the pub and swill Butterbeer all day while pretending that they’re getting outrageously drunk. Pathetic! I mean, how much alcohol is actually in that stuff? Less than 1%, isn’t it?”

“My family serves wine with all our meals,” Susan sniffed. “I could drink that pair under the table if I wanted.”

“I’m just fed up with their attitude,” Hannah continued to rant. “If we try and go off and enjoy ourselves they moan like toddlers that we’re abandoning them, but if they’re busy doing something we’re too clingy! It’s ridiculous.”

“Well, if you’d like some male company…” Neville began.

“Sorry, Neville. We’re both cold, tired and fed up. We’re just going to head back to our common room and warm up a bit,” Susan said.

“Wait a minute,” Harry leapt in. “How about we go somewhere with comfy couches right in front of a roaring log fire?”

“Well… that sounds nice,” Hannah allowed.

“We can throw in hot drinks and snacks, too,” Neville added quickly.

“Yeah, and if you’re after something with a bit more kick than Butterbeer we can help with that, too.”

“What are you talking about?” the more suspicion Susan demanded. “You don’t mean the Hog’s Head, do you?”

“Nah, the place we’re talking about is back at Hogwarts. Let’s just say that we know some of the castle’s secrets and have a cosy, private place to chill out. The elves are happy to bring us food and drink there, too.”

Harry had discovered that little titbit after his latest marathon shagging session with Luna. After declaring himself desperate for a drink, Luna had called on one of the kitchen elves who as well as being completely unconcerned by their nakedness had been more than willing to supply whatever they needed. Naturally, if turned out Luna was friends with all the castle’s elves and Harry, by extension, received similar privileges.

The girls again looked at each other. Susan shrugged, apparently settling whatever silent argument they were having.

“We were going to head back, anyway, so I guess we can accompany you,” Hannah announced.

“Great! Trust me, you’ll love this place,” Neville told her enthusiastically, taking her by the arm and guiding her back the way they’d just come. Harry looked at Susan in amusement.

“Shall we, my lady?”

“Just move, Potter,” she growled, although she was smirking. With a spring in his step, Harry joined Susan in following after their two friends.

They walked with Neville and Hannah together and the other two several yards behind them. They had just cleared the village when Susan turned to Harry and asked a question.

“So, did you two just ‘happen’ to meet us just as we were coming out of the pub or was it planned?”

“It was a complete coincidence,” Harry assured her. “I mean, how were we supposed to know that you were just leaving? Do you know a spell that will see through walls?”

“I guess not,” she allowed. “Still, it all seems a bit convenient.”

“Sorry, Susan, I think you’re great and all, but I really wouldn’t put all that effort into just trying to get some alone-time with you.”

“Maybe not you, but what about him?” Susan asked pointing at Neville.

Harry shrugged. “Neville has made it pretty clear how he feels about Hannah. If she doesn’t share those feelings, he’s not the sort of bloke to wait around forever. He’s already proved that.”

“You mean that rating he got in the girl’s toilets? That was legitimate, then?”

“Yeah, it was. What score did he get, by the way?”

“Nine out of ten. Want to tell me who gave him that score?”

“Nope.”

“I didn’t think so. Mind you, you’ve got three scores yourself. I know one of them was that strange girl, Luna Lovegood, but I’m not sure about the other two.”

“Eh? How did you know about Luna?”

“She signed her score,” Susan revealed.

“Oh.”

Susan laughed. “I have to say, I’m impressed, Potter. Two tens and a nine. That’s very high marks. I just hope that you’re not expecting to add to that tally today.”

“I’m always hopeful. I mean, Professor McGonagall has been giving me the eye lately.”

“Ha! Like you’d be so lucky.”

The two of them were content to follow on behind Neville and Hannah, who were both so engaged in conversation that they seemed oblivious to everything else around them. Harry and Susan shared a few knowing glances between them but said nothing.

Eventually, they reached the castle and gratefully got inside out of the freezing wind. They led the two girls up to the seventh floor and requested that they wait on the landing while they ‘prepared the room’.

“Let me summon the room,” Neville begged as soon as they were out of sight of the two Hufflepuffs. “I know exactly what we need.”

“Go for it,” Harry told him.

Neville quickly walked backwards and forwards three times and a now-familiar door appeared. The boys had a quick peek inside before they both deemed it acceptable.

“You can come round now,” Neville called out.

Susan’s head appeared around the corner and she looked at them with a suspicious expression on her face. Seeing nothing untoward, she signalled for Hannah to follow her and both girls emerged into sight. Harry bowed and made a sweeping gesture with his hand, indicating that they should enter the newly-appeared room. The girls did so and gasped.

Neville had done a wonderful job. The cosy room was dominated by a large fireplace with a roaring log fire within. Two large, comfy coaches were positioned either side of the fireplace, with a small coffee table between them. He’s even arranged for some tasteful Christmas decorations to be placed around the room, including a small tree in one corner. The whole place looked warm, comfy and entirely welcoming.

“Neville, this place is wonderful!” Hannah gushed. “How come I’ve never heard of it before?”

“Let’s just say that Hogwarts is a magical place and sometimes it can create rooms to cater to people’s needs. That’s just what happened here.”

“It does look great,” Susan allowed. “Nice and warm, too.”

“Indeed. I’ll take your coats, ladies,” Harry offered. “In fact, I don’t think you’ll need your jumpers, either. This place is toastie.”

“And while Harry is doing that, I’ll arrange some refreshments,” Neville suggested. “Whimsy, are you there?”

A second later a house-elf popped into the room and looked around.

“Master Neville, it’s being you,” the elf said by way of greeting. “What’s can Whimsy do for you?”

The two girls looked impressed and requested hot Butterbeer and some cake. Whimsy instantly vanished only to reappear moments later with a small barrel of warm Butterbeer, a section of small cakes and four mugs. Harry and Neville thanked the blushing elf profusely before she vanished again.

“Wow, this is great,” Hannah exclaimed as Harry began pouring the drinks. “This place is a million times better than the Three Broomsticks.”

“I can add to the experience, too,” Harry said, taking out his hipflask and shaking it at the girls. “Can I spice your drinks up a bit?”

Hannah and Susan shared a quick glance before they both nodded.

“Don’t think you’re going to get us drunk and try any funny business, though,” Susan told him as he added liberal measures of Firewhisky to their mugs of Butterbeer. “We can both hold our own when it comes to booze.”

“Glad to hear it,” Harry told her as he passed her a mug. “Cheers!”

The four of them all raised their enhanced Butterbeer to their lips and took a deep drink. Harry instantly realised that he’d probably overdone it with the Firewhisky.

“Ah! That hits the spot!” Hannah exclaimed, wiping the froth from her lips.

“Hmm, I think there was a little bit of Butterbeer in my Firewhisky,” Susan noted although she didn’t look displeased.

“Bottoms up, girls,” Neville chuckled.

It was fair to say that the liquid refreshment was a hit with all of them as were the cakes. Pretty soon, Susan seemed to lose her wariness and Hannah began to thoroughly enjoy herself. Naturally, they ended up reverting to the order that they had walked from the village in, with Hannah and Neville sitting close together on one coach with Harry and Susan on the other. Susan regarded her friend with a wry expression on her face.

“It might be a mistake putting those two together,” she told Harry quietly.

“What, worried Neville will steal her away from Ernie?” he asked.

“I don’t think he needs to do much stealing,” she told him. “Still, Hannah is still Ernie’s girlfriend and this could end up causing problems."

“Sorry, Susan, I really don’t think Ernie deserves her. Neville is a much better match for her.”

“I guess I can’t argue with that, but you have to understand that things aren’t that simple,” Susan told him. “Hannah and I have been friends with Ernie and Justin since we were small. We all became Hufflepuffs together and we’ve been a team ever since. It was never really stated that Hannah would be with Ernie and I would be with Justin, you know. It was always just assumed. We thought the four of us would always be together but… I don’t know. I guess we’re all growing up in different directions. It’s hard.”

“If you’re not compatible anymore you’re only going to make the eventual breakup all the harder by dragging it out,” he pointed out.

“Maybe, but I don’t think we’re ready for us to all go our separate ways, not yet. Neville is like the crack that will actually cause that split and we all know it.”

“It sounds like you think it’s inevitable.”

“Perhaps it is… oh, Merlin! Just look at them!”

Harry looked over and saw that the small gap between Neville and Hannah had vanished and she was practically sitting in his lap. Neville had his arm around her shoulders and seemed to be whispering something in her ear while the blond bombshell giggled.

“They seem to be getting on well,” Harry noted.

“You don’t say,” Susan said sourly. “They’ll be snogging in a minute. We should separate them.”

“We should mind our own business,” Harry disagreed. “If they’re going to end up together we should just let it happen naturally.”

“You think that’s what you’re seeing?” Susan huffed. “Look, things haven’t been good between Hannah and Ernie for a while and Hannah has been getting… umm… frustrated, shall we say. She’s a passionate girl and like any witch she has needs, you know. Basically, she’s drunk a bit too much Firewhisky and is she’s cuddled up with a bloke she’s fancied for ages. This isn’t a breakup, its Hannah needing to scratch an itch.”

“Nothing wrong with that. What about you? Do you need some scratching, Susan?” Harry asked.

“Wouldn’t you be happy if I did? I mean, I… oh, bollocks. I was right. Look at those two go.”

Harry looked up and saw that his friend was now snogging Hannah who seemed to be reciprocating quite willingly. Indeed, they seemed to be trying to eat each other’s face. He turned back to Susan with a grin on his face.

“Guess that’s happening, eh?”

“I knew coming with you guys was a bad idea. Oh, I’m sure Hannah will have a great time with your mate over there, but once she gets back to our common room I bet she’ll start to feel really guilty.”

“Either that or realise that she’d rather be with Neville than with Ernie,” Harry pointed out. “Anyway, forget those two. They’ll do whatever they want to do without any help from us. I was asking about you. Are having the same frustration issues with Justin that Hannah is having with Ernie?”

“What if I am?” she challenged. “Look, Potter, I admit I like you. You’re handsome, funny and generally a nice guy. I also note that you have three separate scores up on the wall of third-floor girls’ bathroom and that they’ve all appeared this term. You’ve turned into a bit of a shagger, haven’t you?”

“Maybe I have, but so what?” he said with a shrug. “Those girls all gave me a high score, didn’t they, which means that they were not only happy with my performance, they were content with how things were left between us. Those three were looking for exactly the same thing I was – a good time. Not only did I deliver on that front but, tell me, have you heard me boasting about any of my conquests? Could you name any of the girls I was with?”

“Well, one of them was Luna Lovegood…”

“Oh, yeah. She signed her rating, didn’t she? Ignore her. Could you, in all honesty, guess who the other two were?”

“No, I suppose I couldn’t. But what has that got to do with anything?”

“It means. My dear Miss Bones, that I can be relied upon to prove a little high-quality stress relief and I won’t blab your name about afterwards. We could do anything in here and no one, including your stuck-up boyfriend, need ever know anything about it.”

“Merlin, you sound like this is going to turn into some full-on orgy or something. What exactly do you think is going to happen here today, Potter?”

“I dunno,” he replied casually before pointing over at the other couch, “maybe that?”

Susan turned her head and her jaw dropped. Neville and Hannah had definitely moved on from just snogging. Currently, Neville was sitting on the sofa with his trousers around his ankles while Hannah happily sucked his erect cock. Perhaps sensing that she was being watched, the blond looked up and saw her friend looking at her.

“Hey, Suzie, look what I found hiding away in Neville’s pants! What a fucking monster! You should have a hunt about in Potter’s briefs and see if you can find something similar.”

With that, Hannah resumed her task of trying to cram as much of Neville’s dick into her mouth as possible. Judging by the look of ecstasy on the boy’s face, she was doing a good job. Susan turned back to Harry with a resigned look on her face.

“Well, if Hannah is going to get a good seeing to, I’m buggered if I’m going to be left out. Remember, if a word of this gets out, I’ll mount your balls on a plaque!”

“It will be our secret,” Harry assured her before leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers.

For all her initial reluctance, Susan immediately got into it. She slipped her tongue into his mouth and began to run her hands over his chest, eventually starting to unbutton his shirt with undue haste. For his part, as much as Harry wanted to start undressing the buxom Hufflepuff, such was her vigour that he found himself being pushed back on the sofa. He contented himself with squeezing her ample left breast through the short-sleeved blouse Susan had been wearing under her jumper.

With all the buttons undone, Susan yanked his shirt open and began to hungrily run her hands over his exposed flesh. With their mouths still locked together, she then reached down and undid his belt. The button on the waistband of his trousers was next, followed almost immediately by the zip. With a strength Harry hadn’t known she possessed, Susan tugged his trousers down and pulled her face away from his.

“Let’s see what I’ve ended up with here, shall we?” she purred, gripping the waistband of his boxers. “I’d better not have ended up with the booby prize.”

Obligingly, Harry lifted his hips allowing Susan to slide his undergarments down over his thighs. Although he wasn’t fully erect yet, there was a definite lob to his shaft and it was stiffening by the second. Susan grasped him in her hand and gave his cock a few experimental strokes.

“Well, now, this looks impressive. I’m starting to see why you got such high marks on the bathroom wall,” Susan noted with a wicked grin on her face. “Are you going to get nice and hard for me, Potter?”

“Keep rubbing my dick like that and it will be hard in a jiffy,” he promised.

“Like this?” she asked, lengthening her stroke.

“Oh, fuck yes!”

“Oh, yes. I’d say you were fully erect now,” she noted. “Bloody hell, Potter, that’s a big cock you have. It represents a real challenge, you know.”

“Challenge? In what way?”

“Why, I have a reputation that I can swallow any cock that I’m presented with. Why do you think Justin is so keen not to break up with me? Hmm, let’s see if I can get all of this monster down my throat.”

Harry watched in stunned silence as Susan opened her mouth wide and began to take his throbbing cock inside it. He could actually feel his dick bend as it went deeper and deeper down her throat. It had reached the point where he simply couldn’t believe she could accommodate all his length when she started making choking noises. Alarmed, he was about to grab her head and pull it back when, with one last effort, she lunged forward and, unbelievably, rammed the last few inches of his cock into her mouth. She held the position for a moment before pulling back abruptly, sending spittle everywhere.

“Fuck!” Harry exclaimed as Susan looked up at him with a triumphant expression on her face. She was panting hard and had saliva dripping down her chin.

“Did you swallow all his sausage?” he heard Hannah call out from the other couch.

“Yes, my biggest one yet,” Susan called back, the pride evident in her voice. “Harry’s is as big as that oversized dick you’re playing with over there, too!”

“Well done, babe. You deserve a prize for that. Perhaps you should stuff that big, hard cock up your fanny and ride it for all your worth.”

“I might just do that,” Susan giggled.

“Hmm, actually, I can think of another treat for you first,” Harry announced. “Time to get naked, Bones.”

Kicking off his jeans which were around his ankles, he pushed Susan back on to the couch and pulled off her blouse, exposing her melon-like breast. Her shoes and slacks followed shortly afterwards before Harry reached behind her to unhook her bra. With mounting excitement, he cast the garment away, freeing her massive tits. He stared at them with something approaching wonder in his eyes.

“Are you just going to look at them?” Susan demanded irritably.

Taking his cue, Harry lunged forward and crammed her right nipple into his mouth before sucking on it hard. Susan moaned in pleasure and thrust herself into his face, seemingly wanting him to stuff more of her breast into his mouth. With his right hand, he began to fondle her other breast, tweaking the nipple before rubbing it with his thumb. He then switched over, sucking her right nipple whilst playing with the left one. All the while, the girl writhed against him, clearly loving the experience.

Once he’d exhausted the possibilities her magnificent tits had given him, Harry moved downwards. He left a trail of soft kisses down her belly until he reached her groin area. He then hooked his fingers around the waist of her knickers, slowly pulling them down until he exposed a patch of soft, reddish-blond hair. Pretty soon, the pink lips of her pussy came into sight, moist and inviting. He yanked her knickers off and spread her legs, before plunging his head between them. He could smell her arousal and it drove him wild.

Susan let loose a cry of pleasure as he began to lick her. Her soft folds tasted exquisite to him and he enthusiastically began to eat her out, much to her evident delight.

Harry aways favoured a triple attack when performing oral sex on a girl. This involved licking, sucking and fingering. He employed all three techniques on Susan’s needy cunt in equal measures and was soon rewarded with her anguished moans.

“Oh, fuck, Potter! That’s unbelievable!” she cried. “Don’t stop!”

He worked relentlessly on her now dripping wet pussy, ramming two fingers deep into her while licking and sucking her clit. He could tell Susan was close to cumming by the way her legs shook and her desperate, gasping breaths. Feeling he was close to achieving his goal, Harry picked up the pace even further, dragging his tongue against the exposed inner lips of her cunt and practically drinking her juices. As he thrust his hand into her right up to the knuckles, she finally orgasmed, letting loose a high-pitched scream as she dragged her fingers through his hair. As she calmed down, he continued to lick up all the liquid flowing from her hole, delighting in acrid taste. Eventually, he leaned back and grinned at her.

“Enjoy that, Susan?”

“Oh, you fucking Gryffindor bastard! Are you trying to make me lose my mind?”

“I’m just trying for a good mark when you write this up on the bathroom wall,” he answered.

“Well, why don’t you try sticking that big cock in me? That will probably do it.”

Smirking, Harry climbed up onto the couch and pulled the girl’s legs open even wider. Then, with his heart pounding with excitement, he pushed his cock right up against her damp entrance before slowly sinking himself into her. Susan emitted a low moan as his dick entered her.

“Fuck, Potter, are all you Gryffindor boys hung like Centaurs?”

“Nah, only me and Nev,” he relieved. “You’re better off just fucking either of us.”

“You’d better fuck me now, then, hadn’t you?”

“My pleasure.”

Harry began to thrust himself deeper and deeper into Susan’s pussy. Each thrust sent the girl’s big, firm tits shaking and with his right hand, he began to fondle her roughly. Bones lay there, panting like a dog in heat and looking like she was having the time of her life.

“Oh, yes! That’s it, Harry. Fuck me… fuck me hard!”

Susan Bones was pure sex, Harry decided. Her lush body was just begging to be fucked and he was just the boy to do it. He had no idea what Justin Finch-Fletchley was like in the bedroom but, judging from Susan’s reaction, he bet the Hufflepuff boy wasn’t giving the strawberry-blond what she needed.

Feeling himself becoming a little over-heated and wanting this to go on as long as possible, Harry pulled out and signalled Susan that a change of position was needed. This time, he sat himself down on the couch and Bones straddled him. As they repositioned, Harry caught a brief glimpse of what was happening on the other couch. Hannah and Neville appeared to be in the same position that they were about to adopt and, for a moment, Harry had a wonderful view of his mate’s cock sliding in and out of Hannah’s pussy. Her round, shapely arse was bouncing up and down furiously and she was gasping in ecstasy as she rode him.

He was soon distracted by Susan’s tits blocking his view as she lowered herself into position. Harry then felt his dick slowly be encased in her tight, wet fuck-hole. Her hips began to move and he again grasped her breasts as they began to fuck again.

Grabbing her arse-cheeks firmly in his hands, Harry began to thrust himself into the buxom girl as hard as he could. As sweet as Luna was, he had to admit she was nowhere near as sexy as Susan. Even Katie Bell struggled to hold a candle to her and he felt like he was fucking some voluptuous goddess. While, if he was honest, Harry had to admit her preferred his girls a little more athletic-looking, he was certainly going to make the most of this opportunity.

Susan was by this point screeching each time his dick was rammed into her. She put her arms around his neck and was using the traction to grin down onto him harder. It was almost like a contest at this point – who could fuck the other with the most force.

Eventually, Susan needed a break. She came to a halt with Harry’s throbbing cock still buried deep inside her as she caught her breath. She did wiggle backwards and forwards, however, clearly loving the feel of his rock-hard rod rubbing against her entrance. Once she got her breathing under control, she leaned down and began to snog him passionately.

“Hey, Suzie,” they heard a voice call, “didn’t I tell you that this was a good idea? Bet you agree now.”

Harry peered around Susan’s shoulder even as the girl looked behind her. Hannah was grinning openly at them, apparently enjoying the view of Harry’s cock still wedged into her best friend’s cunt. For her part, Hannah was in a strange position. She was no longer on the couch opposite them, instead, she was standing behind it. As they watched, she bent forward and grabbed the back of the sofa in both hands, letting her big tits dangle downwards in a most inviting manner. Once in position, Neville, who had been standing to one side stroking his cock, ambled behind her and, with a slight dip at the knees, slid himself back into her pussy.

“Well, that’s an interesting position,” Susan noted.

“Want to try?” Harry asked.

“Sure.”

Susan rose and untangled herself from him. Rather than making her way to the back of their own couch, however, she made her way over to where Hannah was getting fucked hard from behind. She took up an identical pose next to her friend and looked over at Harry questioningly.

“Well?”

Smirking, Harry rose and walked over to join her. Once he rounded the end of the sofa, he was rewarded with a great view of Neville slamming his oversized dick into Hannah, who was holding on for dear life. Quickly, he took a similar position behind the waiting Susan and immediately lined the end of his dick up with her gaping pussy before ramming it in. Grabbing Susan’s hip, he began to fuck her as just as fiercely as Neville was doing to his lover.

“Aw, fuck! How good is this?” Hannah managed to gasp at her friend. “This is the way to spend the afternoon – getting shafted by a pair of well-hung Gryffindors!”

“Bloody right!” Susan growled. “That’s it, Harry, fuck me hard!”

Harry looked over at his mate. With a massive smile on his face, Neville gave Harry a thumbs up before turning his attention back to trying to bury his dick as far into Hannah’s pussy as possible. To be fair, from where Harry was standing there looked like there was a serious danger that the bloke’s balls might end up in there, too.

The two couples relentlessly fucked for several minutes, with the girls wailing in pleasure and the boys grunting from their efforts. Soon, however, both Neville and Harry began to tire and their pace slackened. As they rested for a moment, Hannah looked over at her friend.

“Hey, Suzie, want to swap over for a bit?” she asked.

“Yeah, I’ll try Longbottom’s cock for a while,” Susan confirmed.

The boys looked at each other in near shock for a moment. Harry was a little concerned at how Neville might take the idea but the blond boy just shrugged and moved over. Still feeling a little uncertain about things, Harry also switched positions.

Truthfully, he’d never really fancied Hannah, although he could certainly understand Neville’s attraction to her. Harry preferred a more athletic body shape, not that either of the Hufflepuff girls could be called overweight. No, Hannah and Susan both boosted the classic hourglass figure and had neat, trim waists. It was just that Harry knew exactly what his perfect girl looked like – his mother.

He and Jasmine and watched their parents fucking more times they could remember and he’d come to believe that Lily Potter really was the most beautiful woman in the world. Not that Harry ever desired any kind of sexual relationship with his parent, oh no! It was just that her body was the one he matched all other girls against. Hannah and Susan might have bigger assets but neither of them had the perfect proportions and raw sexuality of his beloved mother.

With that all said, there was no way in hell Harry was going to forgo the chance to fuck another willing witch. As he grasped Hannah’s hips and lined himself up, she looked back at him with a sultry look on her face.

“Well, hellooo, Harry! Come to show me a good time, have you?”

“I’ll certainly try my best,” he promised with a grin and, a second later, slid his cock deep into her pussy.

Hannah let out a loud moan of pleasure as he buried his dick inside her. Feeling desire building inside him, Harry began to thrust his hips forward, ramming himself roughly into the girl’s dripping cunt. Wanting to sample all of her lush body, Harry leaned forward so he could slip his hands under her body and squeeze her massive tits. They were surprisingly firm, like a pair of well ripe melons. His thumbs flicked her hard nipples, further increasing her enjoyment.

Looking to the side, Harry saw that Neville was fully engaged with the idea of screwing Susan. His hands were firmly gripping her waist as he slammed his massive dick into pussy at a furious rate. Susan had pressed her face into the back of the sofa and he could just hear her muffled wails.

Not that Harry was taking it easy on Hannah. The girl was deliciously fuckable and his cock was battering her cunt brutally, much to her delight. Dimly, he realised that he’d increased his score by two that afternoon and that Abbot was the fifth girl he’d had. Had he really only lost his virginity a mere four months previously?

With the relentless pace they had set off with, neither boy could maintain it for long. Harry soon found himself gasping for breath as he came to a halt. Wearily, he draped himself over Hannah’s sweaty body as he rested.

“Mmm, done already, Harry?” Hannah teased, although she was as out of breath as he was. “As fun as that was, I think I’d like my Neville back now.”

Grunting in acknowledgment, Harry slid his dick out of her and stepped back. Neville had similarly disengaged from Susan and was already pushing past him to get back to the apple of his eye. Harry couldn’t help but smirk as he turned back to Susan.

“Let’s head back to our own couch and leave these two lovebirds alone, shall we?” he suggested.

“Might not be a bad idea,” she agreed, equally amused.

They skirted the coffee table and Harry took the opportunity to nip ahead of Susan so he could dictate the position they were going to adopt. As he was becoming tired, he lay on his back on the sofa with his cock pointing in the air like a flagpole. Susan just grinned before straddling him and then letting his rock-hard dick slide inside her. Planting her arms either side of his body, she then began to thrust down on him forcefully. This, of course, left Harry’s hands-free so he could squeeze her magnificent tits to his heart’s content.

The sound of moans and grunts coming from the other couch informed Harry that Neville and Hannah had resumed fucking, too, but at the moment he couldn’t tear his eyes away from Susan. While she’d been rather reluctant at first, the Hufflepuff girl now seemed totally into their lovemaking. Such was the look of absolute lust in her eyes that Harry just couldn’t look away. Her cunt was tight and wet, while her nipples were diamond hard against his palms. In short, this girl was hot.

Despite his fatigue, Harry found himself thrusting upwards, matching her rhythm perfectly. Pretty soon, he felt a familiar pressure building in his loins. He was going to cum soon and, this time, he knew that just changing positions wasn’t going to cut it. Besides, he was ready.

“You okay there, Potter?” Susan asked in a raspy voice. “You’re looking a bit red in the face.”

“I’m going to cum,” he growled, “and when I do, I want to do it all over your tits!”

“Mmm, you dirty boy! You want to shoot your load all over me, do you?”

“Yeah!”

“Ha, ha! Just tell me when you’re ready.”

Gritting his teeth, Harry began to pound her even harder than before, ramming his cock into her dripping pussy as deeply as he could. Susan was moaning like a wounded beast and writhed against him. He was panting like a dog by this point and felt like his dick was going to explode at any moment. He held on as long as he could until…

“Now!” he cried.

Susan was off him like a shot, dropping to her knees beside the couch. She cradled her breasts in her hands and looked at Harry expectantly. For his part, he rolled off the sofa and stood in front of her frantically wanking his cock. Then, with a strangled gasp, he came.

The release came as a delight to him. He pumped his first wad of spunk over Susan’s big tits with unfailing accuracy while his second was rather more wayward, hitting her cheek and some of it landing in her long mane of red hair. Remarkably, he spurted three times more, coating the Hufflepuff girl in his creamy cum before his balls finally were empty. Giggling, Susan, grabbed his angry, red cock and began to lick the remaining jizz off it while he watched in glee.

The sound of clapping and loud whoops made them look around. Hannah was laying on her side on the other couch with Neville behind her with his cock still buried in her pussy. Both of them had apparently watched Harry spunk all over Susan and were showing their appreciation.

“Woo-hoo!” Hannah cried. “What a show! Does Harry’s jizz taste good, Suzie?”

“Not bad,” Susan confirmed, still massaging Harry’s rapidly drooping cock.

“Yeah, not a bad show,” Neville confirmed, “but we can do better, eh, Hannah?”

“Yeah, I think so,” Hannah confirmed, grinning at him over her shoulder. “Come on, babe, fuck me until you cum.”

Neville grasped Hannah’s left leg and raised it, giving him better access to her pussy. It also gave Harry and Susan a great view of his dick sliding in and out of her wet cunt. In silent agreement, the two of them sat back on the sofa so they could watch their friends fucking. Neville was really going for it, ramming his entire length into the blond girl who was crying out in joy with each thrust.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

Neville was grunting like a pig and his hips were a positive blur as he shafted Hannah. Then, with a startled cry, he froze. Hannah immediately wiggled away before spinning around and grabbing his throbbing dick. She pumped it with both her fists with her open mouth just inches away from his purple helmet. It only took a moment before he exploded, shooting a thick jet of cum into her waiting mouth. Two more spurts followed before Hannah lurched forward and wrapped her red lips around his shaft, taking at least a third of his length. Neville was jerking and moaning as the voluptuous Hufflepuff sucked the last of his jizz from him.

Susan giggled as her friend released Neville’s cock from her mouth, letting great globs of spunk drip down her chin and landing on her lover’s thigh. She looked over at her friend and winked.

“I think I beat you, Suzie,” Hannah slurred, cum dribbling from her mouth as she spoke.

“I agree. We’ll have to give you two that one,” Susan said with a laugh.

“That’s a lot of cum you’ve swallowed there, Hannah,” Harry noted with a broad grin on his face.

“Mmm, and it’s delicious, too!” she purred, licking her lips.

Laughing, Neville and Hannah repositioned themselves until they were sitting comfortably on the couch.

“Well, that was quite a session, there,” Susan noted as she too seated herself.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked as he flopped down beside her. “It’s only about half-past two. I’ll have my second wind in a minute.”

“Yeah, do you think us Gryffindor boys are once a night men?” Neville added. “Give us five minutes and we’ll be ready to go again.”

“Bloody hell, it looks like we’re going to be given a damn good seeing to today,” Hannah giggled.

“Looks like it,” Susan agreed with a smile. “It makes a change, I suppose.”

“Say, Suzie, while we’re waiting for these two big studs to get hard again, why don’t we entertain ourselves? It will keep us warmed up and probably get the boys rock-hard in seconds.”

“Really?” Susan challenged her friend.

“Yeah, come on, babe,” Hannah said, standing up and heading over to the sheep-skin rug in front of the fireplace. “We haven’t played together for far too long.”

“I guess so,” the redhead agreed, also standing and heading over to her friend.

“Wait, what is happening?” Neville asked in confusion.

A second later he was stunned into silence as Susan draped her arms around her friend and passionately kissed her. Their naked bodies became pressed up against each other’s and Hannah let her hands slide down Susan’s body until they cupped her shapely arse cheeks.

“Oh, fuck!” Harry gasped in amazement, his hand automatically grasping his cock as he marvelled at what had to be the sexiest sight he’d ever seen.

“We’re Hufflepuffs,” Hannah told him as she tore her lisp away from Susan’s briefly. “We share everything and that includes our bodies.”

“I mean, seriously? Do you think I’m not going to get a taste of this hottie?” Susan demanded. “She’s so fuckable that I’m not going to turn her down.”

“Oh, sweetie,” Hannah smirked before pressing her lisp against Susan’s again. In turn, Susan slid her right hand between the blond girl’s legs and began to rub her pussy.

“Move over, Harry!” Neville cried as he threw himself down on the sofa next to his friend. Clearly, where he’d been wasn’t giving him the best view. Longbottom too had his hand around his cock and was wanking furiously at the sight of the two gorgeous Hufflepuff girls getting it on.

Hannah was by now returning the favour and had her hand between Susan’s legs, her fingers thrusting up into the girl’s pussy as their tongues waged all-out war with the other’s. For their part, the two Gryffindor boys both now sported full erections which they were pumping with their fists.

“Ooh, look, Susan! They’re both hard already,” Hannah exclaimed in delight when she noticed.

“Time to get fucked again?”

“Definitely!”

The girls disentangled themselves and, with swaying hips, approached the boys. To the males’ surprise, Hannah dropped to her knees in front of Harry while Susan did the same to Neville. A second later, both girls had a cock in their mouths and were sucking them enthusiastically.

“Mmm, aren’t these the juiciest cocks you’ve ever had, babe,” Hannah asked her friend before running her tongue up and down Harry’s straining shaft.

“I have to say, Gryffindor has Hufflepuff squarely beaten in the dick department,” Susan agreed whilst flicking the tip of her tongue over Neville’s helmet and massaging his balls with her hand.

“Damn, I need to be fucked again,” Hannah announced suddenly, leaping up and straddling Harry. She moaned loudly as she lowered herself onto his throbbing cock. Susan, not to be outdone, quickly mounted Neville and the two couples began to fuck side by side.

As Harry grabbed Hannah’s hips and began to thrust himself into her, he marvelled at the sight of both girls’ tits bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm. It was an incredible thing to watch. That, coupled with the delicious feel of Hannah’s wet cunt wrapped around his dick was enough to make him think he was the luckiest bloke alive.

They’d fucked solidly for maybe five minutes when Hannah called out that she wanted to change over. Susan, however, had other ideas.

“I feel like a rest,” she declared. “Why don’t you take on these two boys by yourself?”

“Mmm, two cocks at once? Why not?”

Grinning, Hannah dropped to her hands and knees before beckoning Neville over. He dropped down behind her, gripped her hips and then began to fuck her hard. Licking her lips, she then summoned Harry with a crooked finger. Smirking to himself, he fell to his knees in front of her before guiding his throbbing cock into her mouth. The boys then began to happily spit-roast the buxom Hufflepuff, much to her delight.

“Bloody hell, I always said you were a complete slut, Hannah,”

Bearing in mind the strawberry-blond girl was laying on the opposite sofa openly masturbating Harry couldn’t help but think was this a case of the pot calling the kettle black.

“I don’t know what you’re so smug about,” Harry called over to her. “After all, you’re next.”

“Yeah,” Hannah agreed, momentarily pulling Harry’s dick from her mouth. “I want to see you with a cock in both ends.”

From that moment, the afternoon turned into a free-for-all orgy. After Harry and Neville had finished with Hannah, they double-teamed Susan while her friend shouted encouragement. Of course, the blond couldn’t just watch and soon piled in, pulling Neville’s cock from Susan’s mouth so she could suck it, before starting to kiss her fellow Hufflepuff passionately. The whole thing then dissolved into a confusing mass of bodies, with Harry fucking Susan one moment, before getting blown by Hannah the next as Neville fucked her from behind.

Soon, Harry lost all sense of time. The world seemed full of succulent female flesh and he sucked, licked and fucked to his heart’s content. This, he thought, must have been what the ancient Roman orgies of legend had been like, or perhaps the more mystical witch’s sabbats. Either way, he was having the time of his life!

Unfortunately, not even skilled cocksmen like Harry and Neville could last indefinitely and soon both boys were desperate to shoot their loads. Conveniently, Susan and Hannah both willingly dropped to their knees, their heads pressed together and their mouths open, to receive Gryffindor boys’ gifts. With a stifled cry, Harry spurted his load all over the girls, positively coating their faces and hair with his jizz. Neville was only a moment behind him, erupting like a volcano as he plastered the Hufflepuffs in thick, creamy cum. Susan and Hannah both just laughed and began to lick the discharge off of each other, before turning on the boys and sucking the last few drops from their drooping penis’s.

“Fucking hell, girls, I think you’ve about finished me,” Harry noted as he collapsed onto the sofa.

“Hmm, not a bad little session, I do have to say. You Gryffindor’s have talent,” Susan agreed, dropping down next to him. “Well, as much as I would like to continue you this for the rest of the day, I see it’s nearly dinnertime and I’m famished.”

“Err, I guess Ernie and Justin will be wondering where we are, too,” Hannah noted softly.

And with those words, the mood was shattered. Harry and Susan exchanged a brief glance before they sighed and stood up, intent on finding their discarded clothes. Once the four of them were reunited with their wands, they liberally cast Cleaning Charms before dressing themselves, all in total silence.

They left the room and stood about awkwardly before Hannah nervously addressed them.

“Err, guys? Can I have a quick word with Neville… in private?”

“Of course,” Harry told her quickly.

Hannah and Neville walked to the end of the corridor. Even so, Harry caught some of what the blond girl was saying his friend. He knew that any sentence that began, ‘Neville, I’m sorry but…’ wasn’t going to bode well for Neville.

Embarrassed, Harry turned away and caught Susan’s eye. She looked calm, but he could tell from her expression that she was as uncomfortable as he was.

After a few minutes of whispered conversation, Harry suddenly heard a loud sob and turned just in time to see Hannah running away. Neville raised his hand desperately, but soon let it drop with a look of despair on his face. It didn’t take a genius to realise that the blond Hufflepuff was intent on returning to her boyfriend, despite what had happened that afternoon.

“I wonder if that was a smart decision,” Susan muttered. “She’s clearly bonkers about Longbottom but she just can’t break away from Ernie. Mind you, I guess I’m no better. I’d better go after her. Thanks for a great afternoon, Potter. You’re definitely the best fuck I’ve ever had.”

“Don’t forget to give me a good score on the wall of the girls’ toilets,” he reminded her.

“Ten out of ten,” she replied before walking off. She paused to pat Neville’s arm sympathetically before she vanished around the corner. Harry signed and walked over to his friend.

“Tough luck, mate,” he told him. “Still, I can’t imagine Hannah and Ernie are going to last much longer, not after that little session.”

“You think? I dunno. I mean, she sounded pretty definite that she wasn’t breaking up with that prat.”

“It didn’t take much persuasion for her to let you get into her pants, though, did it? Look on the bright side, mate, that was pretty bloody amazing, you have to admit.”

“I guess so,” Neville agreed, a grin creeping onto his face. “I mean, how long have I wanted that to happen? It was bloody brilliant, too.”

“Damn right,” Harry agreed. “Now, I don’t know about you, but I’ve worked up an appetite. How about we go get some dinner?”

As they headed down the stairs, Harry could tell his friend was still upset that Hannah had refused to dump her useless twat of a boyfriend. Still, on the plus side, they’d both just fucked a pair of big-boobed hotties who went like steam trains!

While his best mate might be down in the dumps, Harry couldn’t keep a smile from his face.
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