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Changes 06

By ADave

            When Harry woke up the next morning he discovered the private flat had changed. Instead of being one room there was now a living room, the bedroom, and the bathroom had shifted to the side and created a door from the living room into the bathroom. The bathroom had changed as well, turning into a Japanese style bath. There was Japanese scroll art in the bedroom and in the living room. Angus grinned at Harry’s reaction as well as the sight of Harry naked as Harry looked round the new living room.

            “Looking good laddie,” Angus grinned.

Harry smiled as he realized he was standing there naked. “Glad you like what you see. I like the looks of the flat. Thanks for the changes.”

            “I have friends in various paintings round the castle, Harry. I can keep you informed as to what is going on and they will too if you wish,” Angus said.

Harry nodded as he turned back to the bedroom. “Thanks, I’d appreciate that.”

He went back into his bedroom and got dressed. He went up to meet Shiro in the room of Requirement for his daily workout. They worked out in silence for a bit and then Shiro turned to Harry as they were relaxing.

            “The talk in the Gryffindor Tower isn’t nice, Harry. That redhead has got them all whipped up about you being the new dark lord. I’m getting to the point where I want to grab his ass and drag him in here and chain him up to an X cross and whip the shit out of him,” Shiro growled as the rage showed for a moment.

            “Didn’t think you were the dominant type,” Harry said.

Shiro smiled. “I am. I like to be the dominant in a relationship with a boy.”

            “Cool. Because I had a fantasy of you sprawled out on a throne in Samurai warrior armor and me on my knees in front of you sucking your cock,” Harry informed him.

Shiro grinned at the image that Harry described in his mind. “That sounds hot. Yeah, I like to put a boy in leathers, put a collar on him, and lead him around on a leash.”

Harry made an instant decision. “May I be your submissive?”

Shiro turned to Harry and Harry could see something going on in those black eyes. Shiro nodded after a few minutes.

            “Sure. I’d love that. I left my boy back home in the care of another master and I was hoping to find a boy to master while I was here. Do you know what the master/slave scene is about?” Shiro asked Harry.

The both of them talked about it on the way back to the Gryffindor Tower. Harry headed off to his private flat at the other end of the floor and Angus let him in. Harry took his time in the shower, taking his erect six inches in hand and wanked off to the image of a sweating Shiro. Harry sighed as he shot off. “That felt good. I can’t wait for us to play.”

            Harry was down in the great hall when Shiro sat down next to him. He took a plate and began filling it with eggs and other things as Harry inspected the front page of the Daily Prophet and read about the reactions to his going up against Dumbledore and then Snape. There had been some reactions, and even letters to the incident. Harry read them and noted that some of the people seemed to support him. Harry nodded and then turned his attention to Hermione when she arrived.

            “Morning Harry, are you okay?” She asked.

            “Just fine, Hermione. Found a flat to hole up in and I’m well protected there,” Harry informed her. “I’ll be okay.”

Harry wondered if any of the paintings in that hall had informed Dumbledore where Harry was hiding. He knew that Angus would inform him if Dumbledore, Snape, or Ron tried to break in. He wasn’t worried about Angus selling him out. He did wonder what Angus did all day and decided to ask him next chance he got.

            “I talk to my friends here and there,” he said as Harry asked him. “As for how I know you are coming, there is a special ward in place that tells me you are coming. A lot of the painting here are of people who were former students, teachers, and staffers. Any of the former headmasters are kept in Dumbledore’s office as they have earned the right to be there.”

            “That’s cool. I was hoping you didn’t get bored sitting there all of the time,” Harry said.

            “Nah, never happen laddie,” Angus smiled.

Harry grinned and headed for his study desk to read a few chapters for his next class.

            It was the next day during potions that Harry was called out of class to participate in the weighing in of the wands. Snape had been seriously put out by it but Harry managed to get out of the class. Harry sat down on a bench up in the foyer to sigh and relax for a moment until something garish looking popped up in front of Harry.

            “Good morning Harry!” the woman said brightly.

Harry knew who she was instantly. The woman’s name was Rita Skeeter, and she was known to many as a reporter for the Daily Prophet. Harry didn’t like her as she had a reputation of ruining people’s live with the trash she wrote. Harry stood up, slung his pack over his right shoulder, and went into the great hall leaving her fuming behind him. Harry stopped next to Crouch and the man turned to him.

            “Beware of Skeeter, she’s on the hunt for either a story or a victim,” Harry said quietly.

Harry saw Crouch turn slightly pale and knew he had encountered her a few times. Harry went to the front of the Gryffindor table and pulled a book from his pack and began reading for his next class, runes. Cedric joined him a moment later as did Fleur Delacour and Viktor Krum.

            “Runes? How do you fare in that subject, Harry?” Fleur asked as she glanced at the title.

Harry looked up. “Very interesting. Never knew so much could be done with them. I have just started with this class and I’ve been able to keep up really well.”

That started a discussion between the four of them until Bagman cleared his throat and got their attention. The four of them looked up to see the man smiling at them.

            “That sounded like a very interesting discussion, and it’s so nice to see our champions interacting with each other! But you must forgive the interruption as we are now ready to start here. So if all of you will step up to the high table we can get started,” Ludo Bagman beamed.

For the next few minutes they watched Olivander, the wand maker from Diagon Alley examine their wands carefully. Harry made sure to give the old man his personal wand and not the one he had gotten from the goblins. Harry was still dealing with the shock of seeing his parent’s wands meld into each other when Harry had touched them. Harry had used both wands to train with down underneath Potter Manor and was very adept in using both. He kept the special one hidden as a back up and carried the one he had gotten from Olivander. Harry handed over his personal wand and people watched as the old man examined it. Harry could see Rita’s quill at work on a piece of parchment and hoped she wasn’t writing trash. He decided to look into what the Potter Family had in the off chance that they owned the Daily prophet or a good part of it. Harry slipped into a side room and wrote the letter and headed out to the owlery to find Hedwig. She was pleased to see Harry and eagerly accepted the letter. Harry smiled as he petted her for a few moments and then let her go. Harry was sure he would have his answer in the next day or two. He headed on to his next class.

            Saturday morning Harry met Shiro as he usually did for their morning workout. He had a smile on his face and Harry knew he was up to something.

            “Harry, I changed the dojo a bit this morning prior to us coming in here. If we go out that door we will step out into a garden. The path goes to a bath house. From there into the house. I would like us to start by having you wash me in the bath house and then I lead you on a leash to the house where we can indulge in your fantasy,” Shiro said.

Harry grinned at that. “Okay, I can do that!”

            “Good. Now let’s have our workout,” Shiro stated.

They went through the workout and then Shiro snapped a leash on Harry’s collar. He had Harry strip naked and then led him out of the dojo and to the bath house. Harry took his time in washing Shiro clean and then himself. Shiro directed him to pinch his own nipples and stroke his cock, wanking off in front of him. Shiro put the leash back on Harry’s collar and led him to the Japanese style house where he sprawled out in a throne like chair with a kimono draped over his shoulders. Harry got on his knees and crawled up to Shiro as he held the leash in his hand. Harry reached out for the teen’s cock and stroked it up hard. He peeled back the foreskin and slipped the head of Shiro’s cock into his mouth and began sucking on it. Shiro groaned and shivered as Harry pleasured him, sucking on his cock and deep throating it. Shiro must have been saving up because he got to his breaking point very quickly and fired one hell of a load down Harry’s throat. Harry kept on sucking him off until Shiro couldn’t take it anymore and pushed Harry off his cock. Both of them stood and kissed.

            “That was awesome, Harry. We gotta do this again,” Shiro commented.

Harry just grinned at his friend and Shiro knew it would happen again.

            Saturday evening the details of the first task were revealed to Harry in the form of Hagrid. Hagrid sent Harry a note asking him down to his hut for tea and Harry accepted. Harry left his robe back in his private room and opted to wear his heavy winter jacket as it was getting really cold now. Harry used a warming spell to keep himself warm as he hiked out to Hagrid’s hut through the snow.

            “Good to see you Harry!” Hagrid thumped him on the back.

Harry settled into a chair and took a cup of tea. “Thanks for the cup of tea, Hagrid. Heard your class is going well.”

Hagrid beamed. “Thank you Harry. I’m enjoying teaching. Covered hippogriffs the other day.”

            “I’ve read of them,” Harry said. “Interesting animals.”

Hagrid suddenly leaned forward and Harry wondered what was up. “I got something to show you, Harry. It’s about the first task.”

Harry nodded solemnly. He wondered if Dumbledore had set this up to use it as a way to get him disqualified. He decided to take the chance.

            “What about the first task?” Harry asked.

            “They be using dragons,” Hagrid whispered.

Dragons? What for? That question went zooming round in Harry’s head as they went out into the snow, Hagrid leading the way. Hagrid led him on a path through the forest towards what sounded like people shouting. Harry crept in close and watched from the shelter of the trees at the sight of four dragons in large cages. He studied them for a few minutes as Hagrid went into the camp. Harry watched him talking to a man with red hair and wondered if that was Charlie Weasley. Harry went back to the castle by way of Hagrid’s hut with questions in his mind. He spotted Cedric heading into the boy’s bathroom on the ground floor next to the great hall. He decided to take a chance and followed him in. He stepped up to the urinal to the left of Cedric.

            “The first task involves dragons. I just found out,” Harry said quietly.

            “Well. That’s certainly interesting,” Cedric said, the older teen turning to Harry. “Information like that deserves a reward.”

            “What kind of reward?” Harry asked as Cedric moved behind him.

Cedric pressed himself up against Harry and reached around him to take his cock and balls in hand. Cedric began to fondle Harry and Harry sighed and shivered in pleasure.

            “That kind of reward, Harry. I’m not gay but I do like to play with anyone who’s willing and from what I can tell you are very willing,” Cedric said as he stroked Harry off.

Harry rose up on his toes as the pleasure overwhelmed him and his orgasm swept over him. He looked down to see his cum spewing out of the piss slit.

            “Oh that feels so damn good,” Harry squeaked.

            “Good. We can do more than this if you want, Harry. I really want to play with you, Harry. Maybe string you up and spank your bottom red before sliding my cock into your boy pussy,” Cedric whispered into Harry’s right ear as he brought Harry off.

            “Oh please,” Harry sighed as he slowly came down from his high.

Cedric chuckled. “I will, Harry me boyo, I will.”

And suddenly he was gone. Harry stumbled backwards and ended up sitting on a toilet as he managed to get himself back under control. Who would have ever thought Cedric had a penchant for something like that? Harry grinned as he was eager for the encounter.

            Harry spent most of the day Sunday by himself in his secret flat butt naked with his rubber cock firmly lodged in place inside of him and decked out in his leather. He was flipping through the latest catalog from Dirk’s Stockroom when he came across a page dedicated to cock cages. Harry studied the various models and types listed. He knew he could get away with wearing one under his jeans as Hogwarts didn’t have a gym class, the reason why Harry worked out so hard every morning with Shiro. Harry wondered if he still had the cock harness and went looking for it, and sure enough he still had it. He strapped it on himself nice and snug. He went back to his recliner and continued to study the cock cages. He decided to experiment by wearing the cock harness for a couple of days to see how that went. If he felt comfortable in the cock harness then he would try for a cock cage to see how that goes. Harry finished reading the catalog and went to his computer and booted it up. It was working very well here in Hogwarts and he always went to the gay teen chat and talked to his friends there. Tonight he was more interested in reading stories at his favorite gay story site. He discovered a story he had been following had updated and he eagerly read the new chapter and got even more excited when he discovered the young boy in the story was getting fitted with a chastity belt. Harry saved the chapter to the folder where he was keeping that particular story and decided to try to recreate the belt and the seed pod as the story called it. He got a firm picture of it in his mind and waved his wand over a table. He felt the magic swirl around him and then settle down. When he opened his eyes it was lying there on the table. Harry grinned and reached for it. He spent a few minutes getting the belt that looked more like a jock on him. He got the hole in the front of the jock round his cock and balls and snapped it closed behind his balls. He reached for the metal shell that was slightly oval in shape and it was small enough to be worn under his jeans and not be noticed at all. Harry inspected the leather straps on is that would be buckled to the leather jock he was now wearing. Inside the top half were two metal bars that curved slightly outward. Harry knew they would provide enough pressure on his cock to keep it from growing erect. Inside the bottom half were two slender leather straps, each with a series of snaps running their length. They would be strapped over his dick keeping it pressed down against his balls. With the help of the tabletop Harry was able to strap his cock down snug inside the bottom half of the shell. He closed it and used a bit of string through the hole to tie it shut. Then he buckled it to the leather jock and backed away from the table. Harry felt a thrill of excitement go through him as he felt his cock respond to the feeling of being strapped up in there. Harry walked around the room for a few minutes and it was very comfortable on him and he hardly felt the shell pulling on his cock but he definitely felt his cock strapped down inside of it as it tried to get erect. Harry decided to wear it to bed.

            Harry put it back on himself the next morning after his shower and his cock was soft and relaxed. It went on a bit easier this time Harry having figured it out last night. Once he was dressed for the day he reached down and cupped himself to see if it was noticeable. He couldn’t tell he was wearing it because it was small and it was slightly pulled downward, but he knew it was there from feeling the shell through his slacks and from feeling it on his cock and balls. Harry took a breath and let it out and went to the front door where Angus was waiting.

            “Looking sharp laddie. Coast is clear,” he announced and Harry slipped out with his pack over his right shoulder.

Harry casually turned a corner and didn’t see anybody. He checked his watch and noted it was still a bit early. He went out to the landing and nodded to the painting of the old man sitting in a wingback chair smoking a cigar and having a balloon of brandy.

            “Good morning young Potter,” the old man called out. “Study well.”

Harry smiled. “I do my best sir.”

            “Good for you lad,” he returned just as the floating stair arrived.

Harry stepped onto it and went down them three floors before having to wait for the next set to take their place. He walked into the group of people standing in front of the doors to the great hall. He went in and had breakfast while reading the Daily Prophet. Rita had written about the weighing ceremony and described her encounter with Harry stating that she found him to be rather boring. Harry shrugged it off and pulled his potions book to do a little reading. He glanced around as people wandered into the hall for breakfast. He glanced up when he hear the owls arrive to deliver mail to see if Hedwig was with them and she was. Harry took the letter she had and slipped it into an inside pocket of his robes and fed her a bit of bacon which pleased her greatly. Harry turned back to the paper as Hedwig took flight and headed off to the owlery. Shiro sat down on his right as Hermione showed up and took the spot to his left.

            “Nothing interesting in the paper other than Skeeter’s article on the wand weigh in. She did say she found me to be a boring little boy,” Harry informed her as he handed her the paper. “The comics were funny today.”

Hermione took the paper from him. “Thanks Harry. Anyone who knows you Harry, knows that you are not boring one bit. At least she won’t be trying to get her claws into you.”

            “Perhaps I should get a claw trimmer if and when she does,” Harry quipped.

People in hearing range laughed at that one. Harry finished off his breakfast and headed for the bathroom prior to going to the dungeons. He sat down on one of the toilets after pulling his slacks down and relaxed. The hole at the bottom of the shell worked great as Harry was able to pee through it with no problem. He whispered the drying spell as he tapped his wand on the shell and felt the magic clean away the slight dribbled of pee out of it. Harry left the bathroom and headed down into the dungeons. He did not see the figure in the shadows.

            Harry went down the stairs and turned right into the corridor towards Snape’s class room. Suddenly something dropped over his head and he felt himself getting dragged someplace. Before he even had a chance to put up a defense he felt something encircle his wrists and get pulled up to his toes. Something quickly encircled his ankles and now he was a prisoner. He could hear breathing and he hoped that whoever it was wouldn’t hurt him. He felt hands at his belt and he knew the person was going to see his chastity device. Harry felt his slacks slide down his legs to pool down by his ankles. He heard a sharp intake of breath and then felt hands exploring the chastity device and the leather jock that held it in place. The person walked around to the back of him, he heard the click of heels. He felt hands on his ass and then felt them squeeze them. A finger moved up between his cheeks to his anus. Harry whimpered and the finger stopped. He felt it poke at his anus and then withdraw. The person then drew his slacks back up and zipped them up and fastened his belt. A moment later his arms were released and he stumbled forward as he heard the sound of a door closing.

            Harry casually walked into Snape’s class, earning a glare from the man. He went to his table and got ready as Hermione joined him a few minutes later. Harry struggled to keep his mind on the lesson as he worked the problem in his mind as to who had done that to him. Harry hoped the person wouldn’t try to blackmail him. He would find out in time. Harry put the problem away and turned his concentration to the lesson as Snape droned on. He glanced round the room but nobody jumped out at him as being the suspect. It was the kind of thing Draco Malfoy would do, but Harry wasn’t convinced he was the one. Harry decided to worry about it later as the first task was the main thing on his mind now. As he didn’t know what he was supposed to do with the dragons Harry decided to go hit the library and see if there were any defensive spells he could use against one. As today was double potions with the Slytherins Harry was stuck in there until lunch. He left the great hall after having his lunch and went up to the library. He started looking for books on dragons and found a few.

            “According to this book Harry most defensive spells just bounce off them,” Hermione’s voice came at him from the left of him.

Harry looked up at her and smiled. “Ah, it’s you, Hermione. Any ideas?”

Hermione paused for a moment and then replied. “Shield spells would work to protect you from their fire. Protego is the strongest one I know. Maximus Protego would really protect you. But too many of those could drain you Harry, so use them when it’s practical to.”

            “Hermione, you are amazing. Thanks for the information,” Harry smiled.

Hermione beamed at him. “You’re welcome Harry.”

Harry wrote down the information and tucked it away in his special ops (operations) folder. He was treating this whole thing as a battle, which it would be as Harry would be going up against a very powerful and dangerous creature. Harry was sure that if he was able to make friends with one and learn thing from one he would be able to understand then better. Sure they were powerful creatures that breathed fire and had claws that could slice you up in seconds, but Harry was betting that deep down they just wanted to be left alone. Harry absentmindedly scratched the smaller dragon tattoo on his right shoulder as he sighed. He left the library to go to his next class, transfigurations.

            Harry picked a spot about halfway down and took it as other people filed in. Harry sat down and pulled his notebook and the course book. He heard Ron’s voice from behind him and sighed. Now there was an asshole who definitely needed to be brought under control and hoped that Fred and George would be able to do it.

            “Maybe shove a huge plug up his ass to boot,” Harry breathed to himself. “Or even shackle him to Malfoy. They would make great bed partners.”

Harry leaned back as the image of the both of them shackled together came to mind. He grinned at the image and then stretched as McGonagall walked in. She didn’t hesitate to get right down to business as Harry knew she would.

            Later that evening Harry sat in his recliner completely naked except for the chastity device on him and thought about the day and the encounter with the mysterious person down in the dungeons. It left him puzzled and he wondered what that had been all about. He sighed as he stretched out making things go pop in his body. He really wasn’t in the mood for anything tonight so he elected to go to bed early. Harry got into bed after taking care of business in the bathroom taking a book with him. He laid there propped up against a couple of pillows with his hands behind his head as he relaxed. He read a few pages of the book and then decided to call it a night as he couldn’t concentrate on the book. He needed to rest for the upcoming task this weekend as it would happen on Saturday. He hoped he was up to it.

            Harry nearly skipped breakfast Saturday morning as he knew there would be lots of people in the great hall for the first task. Harry decided on boots, jeans, a tank top, and a long sleeve button up shirt to wear underneath his robe. He would discard the robe before heading into the situation, whatever it was. People turned as Harry arrived in the great hall. It was bigger than Harry remembered and Dumbledore beamed at him as he walked in and Harry noted the smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. He also noted a few dark glares directed at him. He took his place at the Gryffindor table down at the end where he had been sitting of late. Nobody looked his way and he was fine with it. He looked up at the stage just as the Weasley Twins bounded in from opposite sides. He smiled as he had a feeling the twins were up to something, and they usually were.

            “Good morning folks!” Fred crowed.

People laughed and Harry saw Dumbledore relax a little.

            “We bid you welcome!” George piped up.

            “To the First Task of the Triwizard Tournament!” both of them crowed.

Harry had the feeling they were going to be very entertaining, and he was right. The twins each produced a copy of the morning’s edition of the Daily Prophet, and proceeded to skewer the main articles of the morning much to people’s delight. Harry suddenly remembered the letter Hedwig had delivered to him and he patted down his robe pockets for it. He pulled it out and read it while keeping it low under the table.

            “Lord Potter, we researched your holdings and discovered that you hold seventy five percent of the Daily Prophet. Ragnock,” Harry read to himself.

Harry smiled as he folded up the bit of parchment and tucked it into the back pocket of his jeans. He now had a way of making sure the Daily Prophet would be responsible in their reporting the news in the paper. He turned his attention back to the twins.

            Harry joined the other three champions in the tent where they were to get the instructions for the first task. Harry listened in stunned silence as Bagman informed them they were to steal a golden egg from the dragon they were to choose.

            “That is suicide,” Viktor rumbled. “One does not steal an egg from a nesting mother and live to tell the tale.”

            “I agree,” Harry glared at the adults in the room.

            “You cannot back out Mr. Potter,” Dumbledore said. “None of you can.”

Harry crossed his arms and sighed. Dumbledore smiled as if he had gained a victory over Harry. Harry turned his attention to what was going on in front of him. They were to reach into a bag and pick a dragon with a number round its neck. Fleur went first and got the number one. Viktor was next and he got the number two. Cedric was third and got the number three. Harry was last and got the remaining dragon.

            “Now all four of you are to remain in here until called for,” Crouch said.

All of the adults left and the tent closed. Nobody could look in or enter. Harry turned to the others and they looked up at him.

            “Right. My advice to all of you is to use as much as you can of the natural cover out there, use shielding spells if you can, use something to distract the beastie if you can, and run like hell is after you,” Harry advised.

            “Good advice Harry,” Viktor said. “I will heed it.”

They looked up to the roof of the tent when Fleur was called. She nodded to them as she pulled her wand and headed for the tent flaps. They heard the crowd as she appeared out there. Harry turned to look at the two older teen boys in there with him and they grinned back.

            “Hell of a time to think about getting your rock off,” Harry stated.

Both of the laughed as they heard Bagman yell out something.

            “We were thinking of later, Harry. Something for the three of us to do to relax a little,” Cedric said. “Viktor and I connected a few nights ago and we had fun.”

Harry grinned. “Shit, and I thought I had been cursed by somebody to make other boys chase my tail. Well, I’m game.”

            “No secret that you are gay, Harry. You really advertized that fact when you and Dumbledore got into it that night,” Cedric said.

Viktor nodded. “You have balls, Harry. If any of us Durmstrang boys dared to stand up to our headmaster, we would have been knocked clear across the hall. Serious ass burns.”

Harry and Cedric laughed as Bagman yelled once more, announcing Fleur’s latest move.

Harry grinned. “Your headmaster would do that? And here I thought he was a charming fellow, all smiles and tender loving care.”

Viktor rolled on the floor with that one. “You have a great sense of humor, Harry.”

            “Around here it’s a necessity,” Harry quipped.

Cedric caught his breath as Bagman announced Fleur’s winning time. “Very true. Sounds like Fleur is done. Good luck Viktor.”

All three boys shook hands and Viktor headed out. Harry turned to Cedric.

            “You caught him already? Damn you move fast,” Harry said.

Cedric smiled. “Thanks Harry. I caught him wanking in the second floor bog, made him an offer he couldn’t refuse, borrowed the Weasley twin’s hideout, and we had fun. Don’t let his shy act fool you. Viktor is a great guy once he warms up to you.”

            “So what are you two planning on doing to me?” Harry asked.

Cedric smiled. “For us to figure out and you to find out. You’ll like it.”

Harry crossed his fingers as the crowd screamed as the dragon roared outside.

            Harry emerged from the tent when his name was called. He stood there for a moment and inspected the scene. He smiled as he saw large boulders in the field. He had a plan and he was sure it would work. He jumped down into the boulders and disappeared from view. Harry pulled off his Hogwarts robe and left it where it was. He peeked over the edge of a rock and cast Confundus at the dragon’s face and then used locomotor to animate his robe into moving. The first spell hit the dragon in the face and by the time it shook off the effects Harry’s robe was moving. It reared up and breathed fire at it, turning it into ash. Just as the dragon fired, Harry popped out of the rocks closest to the dragon, used a couple of flips to move over the rocks, snatched the gold egg, and dived back into safety between a pair of large boulders as the crowd cheered him on. Bagman was beside himself and he gave Harry kudos for a very slick move. Harry was moving towards the exit when the crowd screamed in horror. Harry looked and his blood froze. A little girl had fallen into the arena and the dragon was turning to her. Harry didn’t stop to think. He reacted, tossing his golden egg in the air towards Hermione as he started to move. He bounded over the rocks and cast incendio at the dragon, making it back off as the flames passed by the face. Harry scooped up the little girl and dived behind the large boulder and the now very pissed off dragon fired a blast of fire that would have turned Harry into extra crispy dragon snack. Harry cast maximus protégé to shield the both of them after he cast accio for his firebolt broom. Harry kept an eye out for his broom and when he saw it coming down for him he moved. The dragon had been looking someplace else as Harry popped out of hiding and grabbed the broom with his right hand while holding the little girl in his left. The broom shot right through the exit as Harry mounted it.

            Harry breathed a sigh as he slowed down and landed. The little girl clung to him and Harry did what he could to calm her down. People came running towards them and Harry stood up as they reached them. Bagman pushed his way through with Dumbledore, Ieyasu, and Pomphrey behind him. Pomphrey waved her wand over the little girl.

            “She’s fine,” she announced.

Harry nodded and started looking for the little girl’s mother when the hysterical mother led by Hermione appeared. Harry turned to the lady and handed her daughter to her.

            “I am Madame Pomphrey. Your daughter has not been injured,” she said.

The lady looked relieved and turned to Harry. “Thank you so very much. You are a hero.”

Harry blushed at that. “You’re welcome, but I am not a hero. She was in danger and I was in the best position to help her.”

The lady bent over and gave Harry a peck on the cheek. “You are a brave young man. Thank you. You are a hero in my eyes.”

            “Shall we adjourn to the great hall?” Dumbledore suggested. “We can get the ruling there from the judges and sample refreshments.”

Hermione handed Harry the egg and they began the walk back to the castle.   Harry was exhausted now that the adrenaline rush was fading. He wanted to go crawl into his bed and sleep for the rest of the day and he knew he would get that chance once the event was over. Harry was directed to a small table off to the side of the high table where the champions were to sit for the duration of the tournament. Everyone took their places and Ieyasu stood to announce the decision.

            “Each and every one of the champions used good tactical sense in dealing with the dragon. Each and every one of you used different tactics in gaining your goal. It made for a hard decision, but we have made it. In fourth place, Viktor Krum,” he announced and Durmstrang School booed.

            “In third was Cedric Diggory.”

Hufflepuff House screamed foul.

            “In second, Harry Potter. He is to be commended for his quick thinking and actions in the rescue of the little girl. That action in no way was used in consideration of his performance. Using his school robe to distract the dragon was a stroke of genius.”

Harry got a bit of applause.

            “In first, Miss Fleur Delacour. She accomplished her goal in the shortest time possible.”

Fleur smiled and took a bow as people rose to cheer and applaud her efforts. Then Crouch approached the podium and the hall grew quiet.

            “The next task is to take place in February. Your egg contains a riddle which you need to decipher and it will tell you what the next task shall be. Good luck to the four of you,” Crouch stated and went to take his seat as the conversations started up.

Harry sat there for a bit and then excused himself, taking his egg with him. He slapped hands with Cedric, hoping that Gryffindor House and Hufflepuff House would see that there was a friendship between both of them. Harry headed out of the hall and up to his private flat. What nobody saw was Harry handing off a tiny bit of parchment to Cedric. Cedric palmed it and dropped his hand down to read it.

            “I’m in a private flat behind the painting of a Scotsman named Angus just around the corner from the Transfigurations classroom,” he read.

He tucked the tiny scrap of parchment into his pocket and relaxed for a bit and then made his excuses. He made a show of shaking hands with Viktor and then kissed Fleur on the knuckles of her right hand and she smiled. Viktor glanced at the note Cedric passed him and it had been the same note Harry had passed him. Cedric set off to find Harry and greeted people on the way out. He went up to the fourth floor and found Angus as Harry said he would. Harry turned as Angus announced him. Cedric beamed when he walked in to find Harry in a light blue kimono. Harry smiled back as Cedric stepped up to him and kissed him.

            Viktor in the meantime nodded to people he knew, toasted Fleur, and then his school. He nodded to his headmaster and rose. He made his apologies to Fleur and went out the side door as if he was headed back to the ship. He made a detour and stashed his egg inside a suit of armor, the lower right leg. He looked up at the headpiece.

            “Not a word to anybody. Guard it well,” he whispered.

The headpiece bobbed and Viktor headed to the stairs after using a notice-me-not spell on himself. Angus let him in and Harry was sitting by the fire with Cedric. Viktor smiled.

            “Now, how shall we play?” he asked.

Harry decided to take a chance. “Don’t know what kind of scene you guys like as I have quite a few toys we can play with.”

Viktor smiled. “Ah. I am into bondage. I like to tie up my bed partners and have my way with them. I enjoy dressing a younger boy in leather restraints.”

Harry grinned. “Then you will like what I have.”

Harry led them into his bedroom and showed them what he had inside a cabinet. Viktor and Cedric grinned at Harry as Viktor picked up the harness that Harry liked to wear.

            “Come here little boy,” Viktor said in a gruff voice heavy with accent and the game started as Harry walked over.

Cedric helped Viktor dress Harry in the harness after Harry stripped off. Viktor put leather wrist cuffs on Harry and attached them to the back of the harness. Cedric was the first to strip off and Harry started drooling over the seventeen year old teen. Cedric worked out. That was the only way he had a body like that. Muscle well defined stood out. The one muscle that Harry was most interested in was the long one on Cedric. Cedric took a chair and slouched down in it his ass just barely off it. He draped his left leg over the arm of the chair as Harry dropped to his knees. Harry crawled over to Cedric and began licking the head of Cedric’s cock. Cedric put his hands on Harry’s head as Harry slowly sucked it into his mouth. Cedric shivered.

            “He is good?” Viktor asked as he stripped off to reveal his muscular body.

He grinned at the reactions he got. “What working on a farm from a young age can do for you.”

            “I agree. My father didn’t let me at the equipment until I was thirteen. But I did a lot of running there,” Cedric said as Harry slowly deep throated him. “He’s taking my cock in his throat! Oh that feels so damn good!”

Viktor went back to the cabinet and returned with a paddle. He tapped Harry’s butt with it and Harry rose up on his knees a bit presenting Viktor with a better target. Viktor gave him a couple of light swats and then one good hard one. Harry lurched forward, Cedric’s cock going further into his throat as his butt turned a slight pink. Viktor laughed and tapped Harry’s butt once more as Harry came off Cedric cock to get a breath.

            “Back down on it boy!” Viktor thundered, delivering another hard one to Harry’s butt.

Harry did get back down on it and began to suck on it earnestly. Viktor gave him a few more hard shots with the paddle, turning Harry’s ass red. Cedric shivered as Harry worked his cock.

            “I’m gonna cum, I wanna do it in his ass,” Cedric said, pushing Harry off his cock.

Harry rolled on the carpet and got back on his knees and put his head on the floor as Cedric grabbed his hips and pulled out the dildo that Harry had deep inside of him and pushed his cock deep and then began to fuck him hard. Viktor simply changed targets. Instead of paddling Harry’s butt, he paddled Cedric’s. Cedric yelped in surprised on the first hit.

            “Yeah! Do it again!” he yelled.

Viktor smiled in glee and continued to apply the paddle to Cedric’s butt as Cedric fucked Harry. Cedric loved feeling the paddle descending on his butt. It made him want to fuck Harry even harder, and when he did cum deep inside Harry, he did so with a loud yell as his body shook from the intense orgasm. Cedric kept going until he could cum no more. He sighed as he rested on Harry’s back.

            “God, that was fucking awesome!” Cedric said.

Harry sighed. “A paddle from Viktor and then your dick. I like that kind of spanking.”

All three of the laughed as Cedric got back to his feet.

            “Episkey. Cast that spell to heal up your ass, Cedric. Learned that one recently,” Harry said as Viktor pulled his wand.

Cedric sighed as he felt the tingle on his butt. “Thanks Harry.”

Viktor handed the paddle over to Cedric and he sat down in the chair. Harry shuffled over to Viktor and bent to the man’s cock and began sucking it. Viktor sighed as he closed his eyes.

            “He is good,” Viktor commented a few minutes later as Cedric smacked Harry’s ass with the paddle, pushing the younger boy into Viktor’s crotch, driving the man’s cock down into his throat. Viktor groaned as Harry sucked on the large cock in his throat. Cedric alternated between light and hard smacks on Harry’s butt, turning it a deeper red. Harry whimpered as he continued to suck off Viktor until the man was close to his breaking point. Viktor pulled his cock out of Harry’s throat and grabbing the shoulder straps, pulled him into the middle of the floor and then got down behind Harry and pushed in. Harry stiffened up and gasped out loud. Cedric dropped to his knees and stuck his erection back into Harry’s mouth to keep him quiet. Viktor grabbed Harry’s hips and held onto him as he fucked Harry roughly. Cedric had been on edge and he shivered. He knew he was going to cum again.

            “Are… are you close?” Cedric hissed.

            “Boy got a tight pussy. I’m going,” Viktor said.

Both of them came at the same time, Cedric down Harry’s throat as Viktor added his load to the one that Cedric had deposited deep inside Harry. Harry felt his own cock swell slightly and then shoot off on the floor. All three kept going until they were done. Viktor gently laid Harry down on the floor and then sat down next to him. Cedric waved his wand over Harry’s butt and the red color slowly faded away as the magic healed him. Viktor pulled Harry up to a sitting position between them.

            “That was fun!” Harry grinned. “Can we do that again?”

Viktor and Cedric both groaned.

To Be Continued….
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