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Chapter 7 –
Exuding Ownership
The Ravenclaw left the classroom and headed toward the Great
Hall. She had a few minutes before
dinner was over, so she decided to go sit down for a moment. In the hallway, she found Harry standing near
the main doors talking to his half-giant friend, Hagrid. Cho didn’t look at them for too long, but she
wondered why Hagrid had a rucksack with him.
Cho went inside the Great Hall and was headed toward her
table when someone stopped her. The hand
felt strong on her, but she knew Harry wouldn’t grab her in the middle of the
Great Hall. She turned around however,
to find Cormac smiling down at her.
“Hi, Cho!” he said.
Cho looked toward the opened Hall doors nervously. “Hey, Cormac. What’s up?”
“Well, um, I know that we said after our date…to Hogsmeade,
we’d discuss maybe studying some time together.
But I was wondering if maybe…since I’ll be in library tomorrow night
researching famous potions of the 17th century, that maybe you would
care to join me? Just…if you happened to
be in the library, and you happened to need a table to sit at, and I just so
happened to be sitting in one all by my lonesome…”
Cho smiled and snorted lightly at his joke. “Well…it sounds…fine, Cormac,
except that I have Quidditch practice tomorrow night. However…” she lowered her voice. “…if I’m done…early, maybe I’ll…happen to
find your table…” Cho’s words stopped
when she saw a mass of messy raven-hair walking pass the back of Cormac. “So good
luck with the studies!” she said suddenly out loud. “See you later then!” Cho rushed passed the confused Gryffindor and
decided to head to the Tower instead of sitting in the Great Hall.
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Cho woke up the next morning with a game plan for her
day. She had Quidditch practice that
evening but she wanted to try and ‘run into’ Cormac
in the library. Then there were her
guaranteed sexual bouts with Harry for the day.
And Harry was the reason why she had to have a plan.
Her plan was to wear Harry out sexually during the day, so
that he wouldn’t come searching for her that evening, and all while NOT wearing
her own self out because of practice. It
seemed like a valid plan, but would she be able to execute it would be a
different story.
The Ravenclaw started early by bumping into the Gryffindor
when he walked down the hall with his friends to the breakfast. After telling them he’d catch up once he was
able to put all the contents of his back pack in their rightful place, Cho soon
had Harry up against a wall in a less frequently used hallway.
“Merlin, Love, right here?” Harry asked between breathes as
Cho already began stroking his exposed member and devouring his neck at the
same time.
“I just needed to touch you this morning,” she whispered in
his ear before licking and tugging at the body part. Harry had one hand lost in her raven hair,
and the other taking turns touching her upper arm, or grabbing at the stone
wall behind him as her tiny fist pumped his manhood. Cho’s tongued trailed down his jaw line
causing him to moan, and she tucked her head under his chin to gnaw at his Adam’s Apple, causing him to whimper. “I was…dreaming about it last night. I woke up with my hand in my knickers and I
started playing with myself imaging you in my other hand…” It may not have been the truth, but it was a
common dream for the Ravenclaw.
“God…Cho…I want to be inside you…” Harry begged
breathlessly, his knees buckling under the beauty’s manipulation.
“Oh, Harry…just cum for me. I just want to make you, see you, feel you
cum…please…” she whimpered lustfully in return in his neck as her hand picked
up the pace and she found that spot just behind his ear that always made him
fall to pieces for her. And soon the
Ravenclaw was rewarded as Harry grunted and shot off on her hand, her clothes
and his own.
Harry was swallowing hard after his orgasm with his head
back against the wall. His neck was red
from her tiny mouth’s work and his Adam’s Apple looked
like someone was trying to literally take a bite. She quickly aimed her wand at her work and
made it heal instantly. “You don’t…have
to do that…Love…” Harry tried to protest but sounded to
exhausted to make it valid.
“Don’t want Ginny to see, Harry,” Cho replied as he tried to
watch her. And since the Ravenclaw had
his post-orgasmic attention, she made sure to add a little to the fire. Droplets of his leavings were on her hand,
and she raised it seductively to her lips and lapped them up. The Gryffindor exhaled in appreciation for
what he saw, and Cho smiled slyly. She
had watched Harry lick his fingers clean after pleasuring her body with them,
but the rare occasions he could see her lick up his leavings always caused him
shudder.
After using a quick cleaning spell on herself
and him, Cho left Harry in the corridor to gather himself before heading to
breakfast. “One down,” she said to
herself as she headed to the Great Hall.
She knew Harry would not go the day without finding a way to satisfy her
sexually. “And at least one more to go,”
she added.
And that one more came before their last classes of the
day. Cho’s last class was on the way to
Harry Herbology class. The pretty girl
hid behind a statue and sent a spell to Harry’s feet, causing him to trip over
nothing at all. As his redhead friend
laughed, the bushy-haired girl tried to help him up while arguing with the
redhead. Cho cleared her throat as if
laughing as she walked by and Harry took notice of her down on the floor.
“See? Even she thinks
it’s funny, Hermione!” laughed Ron.
“Oh, Ron, you are just awful! No one laughs when you trip over your own
feet!” Hermione retorted.
“Yes they do! He
does!” he pointed at Harry. “And I don’t
see you getting all riled up about it when I fall down, but Harry does and
you’re in a tizzy! Well he’s taken,
isn’t he, Hermione and…”
“GUYS!” Harry yelled from the
ground. “Mind if I get myself up and you
two duke it out in the class?”
“Right, Harry, go on then.
As for you Hermione, I ought to tell Ginny how you fuss over her boy….”
Ron continued his badgering of Hermione as they entered the Greenhouse.
It didn’t take long after their disappearance that Harry
found Cho in near by classroom. She was
leaning up against the wall and as he approached her, she turned around. As Harry pressed his body against hers
against the wall, and tucked his face into her neck and began to nibble, Cho
took his hand that was around her waist, lifted her skirt and put his hand
between her legs. She was already moist
from that morning and because she was Cho-Often-Fucked-By-Harry-So-Often-Wet-Anyway.
“Mmmm,” he moaned in her neck and
his fingers knew exactly what to do. Two
of his fingers held her folds open while the middle one glided up and down her
clit. Cho left her neck open for him to
snack on, as she held the back of his head to make sure he did so, while
holding onto the wall in front of her for support.
Harry’s free hand eased up inside her sweater and massaged
her breast over her button down shirt and bra.
“Harry…” she hissed in pleasure.
And as he began grinding his hips and his hardness on her backside, Cho
didn’t think she’d make it much longer.
This was fine because she knew he wanted to make her cum. And when his fingers slipped lower in her wet
lips and entered her hole as the butt of his hand rubbed against her clitoris,
Cho’s insides exploded.
Her lips trembled as she came and Cho held onto the back of
his head, well, grabbed a fist full of his hair, and held onto the wall for a
different kind of support. Cho’s knees
felt as though they would buckle but she knew she had to compose herself
quickly if she wanted to make her next move considering their time limit.
Harry held her tight around the waist as he planted small,
gentle kisses down her neck. “I’ll see
you later then, Love. I’ve got to get to
class…” he said into her neck.
Cho pushed herself to get it together, and forced herself to
turn around and face him. “Wait…” she
said breathlessly. Harry smiled at her
for a moment as she stared at him through lidded eyes. Unfortunately for Harry, and Cho, he got the
wrong idea about her expression, and leaned toward her lips. But instead of smacking him as she normally
would no matter how good their activities may have been beforehand, Cho simply
slid out the way of his mouth, and got on her knees. She was sure Harry’s pants were two sizes to
small for him at the moment considering how hard he was. Though tired from her orgasm, Cho made quick
work of Harry’s zipper.
“Cho…hang on, I have…I have…shit!” Harry said, or tried too
until he was placed safely in her hot mouth.
Cho was sucking him as best she could while stroking him at the same
time. He tasted as good as he always
did, but her objective wasn’t the fun of sexual play, she just wanted to wear
him out for the day. Then again at the
time, she was noticeably worn herself.
Her assailant must have noticed because she felt his hand tangled inside
her hair and she didn’t have to move her head anymore. Harry was soon fucking her face and she appreciated
it. The pretty girl’s hands held the
material of his school cloak tightly as he thrusted
himself into her mouth repeatedly. She
always like it this way, anyway, and it wasn’t long before something else she
enjoyed happened. “Hmph,
Cho!” Harry grunted and exploded in her mouth.
The pretty Ravenclaw had enough strength to drink the Gryffindor down
without missing a drop.
When the Boy-Who-Came pulled out of her mouth and
practically collapsed against the wall, Cho knew she had accomplished her goal
for the day.
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Harry looked tired during dinner, Cho noticed as she kept
glancing in his direction. Her glances
to the Boy Hero caught the attention of the person sitting next to him, Cormac. Cormac smiled at Cho, obviously thinking she was looking at
him. Cho returned the smile but quickly
looked back at her dinner she was presently woofing down when Harry noticed her
smiling at the Gryffindor table. There
were two reason she didn’t want Harry to notice her smiling; one, because he would
think it’s sign for another romp, and two, because he’ll see it’s toward Cormac and the seventh year boy would suddenly be put in an
invisible choke hold. So Cho continued
her fast eating, due to her captain’s instructions for the team to hurry and
eat so they may get to practice, and avoided her Gryffindors.
Practice had been brutal, but that wasn’t the reason Cho was
glad it ended earlier than usual. She
had a date…no, a study-date…no, a
happen-upon-Cormac’s-table-in-the-library-and-happen-to-sit-with-him-to-read engagement that evening. Not wanting to take the chance of going back
into the school after practice and being snatched away by Harry considering how
much he love licking sweat off her body, Cho decided to stay behind in the
locker rooms and get ready for her happen-upon-the-whatever she had that
evening.
Her shower was lukewarm, well, cooler than that, on
purpose. Cho had had an issue with flyer
ever since the second time Harry had raped her.
Now when she got on a broom, or looked a broom long enough, she got
hot. Tonight, she was practically
boiling over, and she knew that would not be good for her
date-under-the-table-thingy. Cormac was an attractive seventh year boy. So much so, she often caught her eyes raking
over his body. Luckily, he didn’t see
her doing that, and even better, Harry had never seen her doing that. But Cho had to calm any hormonal urges that
may surface when alone with Cormac for his sake. Harry would kill him if she touched him, and
Cho would grind him into a pile of dust if she fucked him, she was sure.
“Poor, Cormac,” Cho said as she
brushed her hair in the mirror in the locker room, thinking over the sincerity
of her thought. The Ravenclaw knew Harry
was crazy, and possessive. But she always
knew that she had definitely developed the sexual drive and skill to really
hurt someone that wasn’t at her level.
Her and Harry’s sex sometimes was like war, and neither would succumb
until the other did. She knew that
wasn’t normal. None of
her girlfriends that liked boys or girls ever had as much and as raunchy sex as
she had had since September 1st. Even Terry, who liked boys and would tell her
of his escapades, didn’t sound like he was even near her level.
“He’s turned me into a bleeding monster!” Cho sneered as she
walked out of the lockers rooms in her tight jeans and t-shirt, and her
practice gear in a bag. “I hate him,”
she added starting across the dark lawn.
“You wouldn’t be talking about me, would you?” asked a voice
and Cho nearly jumped a foot off the soft earth. She turned around to see Harry smiling at
her. “I heard hate and I figured you
must have been referring to me,” he joked.
Cho looked around nervously for a moment. “Yes…well, you would be right then, wouldn’t
you? Why are you out here?” she asked,
hoping to see two redheads and bushy-haired girl in the distance. But when she didn’t see any, and she
recognized the lustful smile on the Boy Hero’s face, she knew she was in
trouble.
“Well,” he began, casually as he strolled closer to
her. “I was waiting in the Main Hall for
you to come back from practice. I saw
the team come back but with no lovely.
So, I thought, hoped, nearly wanked off at the
idea on the way here of catching you in the locker room showers. Mmm,” he said as he
approached her and pulled her up against him. “Would have loved to catch you all sweaty, and
then have to wash you in the showers…” Harry lowered his mouth to her
neck. “We’ve done that a few times in
your room, haven’t we?” He nipped at her
neck and her cold shower was for naught.
“Um…Harry…” she began, willing her eyes not to roll back in
her head as he munched on her throat.
“Where…I mean…you’re friends…Ginny…they all let you just wait for…a
couple of…Harry…stop it!” Cho begged as the sensation of his hungry mouth and
his hands sliding under her shirt were getting to her in the night air. “I…have…somewhere…”
Harry stopped the assault of her neck and released her. His smile was gone as he looked into her
eyes. “Gin and my friends think I’m
going to go feed Fang while Hagrid’s away.
They are not with me, because they think I’m brooding about my life or
something, and I told them I wanted to be alone. What I didn’t tell them was that I would be
waiting for the Ravenclaw Seeker to come from practice so that I may steal her
on the way into the castle, take her to Hagrid’s hut, and shag her Ravenclaw
brains out. Don’t think they’d be so
eager to let me go had I told them that, do you?”
Cho opened her mouth to reply, though she didn’t know what
to say, but it didn’t matter because Harry had already grabbed her wrist and
was pulling her toward the gamekeeper’s hut.
Damn it! Cho thought, knowing
her plan had failed and seeing no way to get to Cormac
that evening. I really hate you, Harry Potter!
When they arrived in front of Hagrid’s hut, Harry put the
tip of his wand to the door and said an incantation she hadn’t heard of
before. “Don’t worry, Love, you can
shout your bloody brains out in here, no one will hear and no one will enter,”
Harry explained as he pulled her inside the dark hut. With a flick of his wand all the candles in
various places of the hut lit up. Cho
had never been in the gamekeeper’s hut before because she never had a reason
too. It didn’t smell very pleasant. Everything from furniture to dishes were larger than normal.
And there seemed to be strange things moving around in various
cages. Not to mention a strange purring
coming from near the bed.
As Cho stood in awe at Hagrid’s home, she felt a pressure
behind her and hands snaking around her waist.
The Ravenclaw felt a nose in her hair, and could hear Harry sniffing her
in. “Mmmm,
Love,” he whispered. She knew he loved
the way her hair smelled, felt, apparently tasted because he’d often kiss her
head.
Though she liked the affection, Cho was irritated that he
had thwarted her plans for the evening.
But she knew she couldn’t get away from him now. He’d follow her wherever she went in the
castle until he got what he…she wanted.
She couldn’t even hide in her room because he’d walk right in with his
invisibility cloak as he always did and wait for everyone to go to sleep, then
sex her silly into the night. Cho was
stuck; Harry wanted to fuck; and she’d be damned if his hands caressing her
breasts through her shirt, his mouth again on her neck, and his hardness
pressing up against her backside didn’t make her want it as well.
Harry’s hand slid under her t-shirt and found the silky
material covering one of her breast. He
massaged the material with its hard tip underneath it, and his other hand slid
down her body and between her jean covered legs. “I want to be inside you, Cho.” His whispers were heavy with desire in her
ear.
Cho’s head was back on his shoulder as she began slowly
melting under his hands and mouth. “You
were already inside me today, Harry. You
were in my mouth, remember?” She hissed
suddenly, when his hand between her legs applied a heavier pressure indicating
that he liked her reminder. God, I hate you, Harry, she thought to
herself when she was far from being able to leave his presence without having
him.
“I need to be deeper inside you, Love,” he whispered into
her neck. “Your little, though warm and
pleasing, mouth can’t take me in as much as I want right now…” he added as his
fingers slid in her cup and began pinching her nipple.
Cho hissed again and arched her back against him. Ha, I
can’t take you in? she thought. You’re
practically down my throat when I blow you!
But that thought faded when she felt as though the candles around the
room had decided to gather around her body.
She was burning with desire.
Harry went back to nuzzling her hair with his nose. “You want me inside you, Cho?” he whispered
in her raven tresses. “Do you want me,
Love?”
“Yes, Harry! Yes!”
she answered desperately as his hands worked her sensitive areas. “I need it!”
Cho pulled away from him, turned around and began to undo her
pants. Harry’s eyes were wide as he
watched her, he loved watching her undress, and he slowly went for his own
jeans. But a howl outside the hut made
them both stop.
“Shit, Fang!” said Harry, buttoning his jeans. “No, Love, don’t stop undressing. I’ll feed him and I’ll be right in…you,” he
joked; she didn’t laugh. “Relax on the
bed. Hagrid told me if I needed to relax
while he was gone, to lie on his bed and I’ll feel better. Dunno what that
means exactly, but I think it’s because it’s so big and roomy. Go on then, Cho. I won’t be a moment,” he explained hastily as
he ran outside to find the Boarhound.
Cho shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the bed that
was still purring. She didn’t think
anything of it, she was too livid at Harry for thwarting her plans and horny
for him all at the same time. This would
be one of those war-like fucks, she was sure of it.
“There’s enough room on this bed for it! Least he won’t slip out of it like he does mine,” Cho joked to herself as she pulled off her
t-shirt that Cormac would have thought she was cute
in. Then she pulled down and off the
jeans Cormac would have had a hard time studying if
she was standing near him. But it didn’t
matter now, because Hagrid’s massive chair was wearing the seductive clothes of
the Ravenclaw. And as she discarded her
bra, the only undergarment she wore these days beside socks, she was now in her
other seductive suit.
She felt awkward, and oddly free, standing naked in the
gamekeeper’s hut. So instead of
standing, she decided to lie down and feel awkward and oddly free. It would be better until the seventh year
received her consolation prize for missing her
studying-under-the-table-whatever. The
Ravenclaw put her hands and knees on the large purring bed and began to crawl
toward the head. But Cho didn’t get very
far because she screamed when peach color narrow objects sprung out around the
bed.
“Don’t start without me, Love!” Cho barely heard Harry yell
from outside.
But Cho was not thinking of sex at the moment as, what
looked like tentacles, swirled around the bed.
And when one grabbed her ankle, she thought she’d pass out from
fear. Then another grabbed her other
ankle, and two grabbed her wrists, all four keeping her in place on her hands
and knees. “HARRY!” she shouted,
fearfully, but all she heard in return was a dog barking in the distance and a
boy cursing after it.
Suddenly, three additional tentacles came toward her
head. Cho had tears in her eyes, she was
so terrified. But when the tentacles
went under her body and she watched two of them circle around her nipples, she
was too shocked to scream. The feelers
began to do just that, feel all over her breasts, but then took to tightening
around her nipples. They squeezed gently
but adequately to make her think of how Harry squeezed her there, or how she
squeezed herself there when she thought of him or any male. It didn’t hurt at all and nothing seemed to
be ready to harm her as her nipples were being pleasured and Harry was outside
getting tackled by a dog nearly his size.
But it was the third tentacle-in-waiting that would solidify
her thoughts on the appendages of some creature. The third tentacle ventured further under Cho
while her nipples were being teased with great expertise. Then Cho felt it. The tentacle had slithered gently into her
folds and began sliding back and forth over her clit. It was softer then the ones on her breast and
it’s soft peachy skin felt even better when her
natural lubrication began to coat it.
“Oh…oh…” Cho hissed and moaned as she was being blissfully molested by a
purring, tentacle having bed. For one
brief moment, she tore her eyes away from her body and what was being done to
it, and looked at the mirror on the wall above.
She could see herself on all four with peachy meat around her wrists and
ankles. While her nipples were being
delightfully pinched and squeezed by two more fleshy members. And though she couldn’t see the third
pleasuring her private area, she could see her lusty expression because of it.
As the parts began to work hers even more, she could no
longer look as she was getting lost in desire given to her by an unseen
creature. “Cho! What the…” shouted Harry from the door.
“Harry…” she moaned.
“Oh, Harry…hurry…” Cho tried to look at him and only briefly
caught his worried, terrified and angry expression.
“Is it…hurting you, Love?” he asked and pulled his wand out,
aiming it toward what, he wasn’t sure.
Cho shook her head. “No,
Harry. But I’m afraid if you don’t
hurry, there won’t be much of me left for you!
Please get inside of me, quickly!”
“Love…?” Harry said with obvious apprehension as he walked
closer.
“Hurry, Harry, please!
I…need you…” she begged.
Harry stripped in record time and was soon climbing on the
bed and positioning himself behind her.
And just as it happened to Cho, the extra tentacles around the bed,
grabbed his ankles, and another set grabbed his wrists and locked them to her
waist by circling her mid-section.
“What’s….going on?” he asked, fearfully.
“I don’t…know…” she said as the feeler picked up the paced
on her clit. “But please…Harry…I want to
cum on you…not just from this…this…whatever the hell it is!”
“Yes, Cho,” he said tentatively but quickly, and he slid his
hard member inside her vagina.
“Yes!” Cho moaned.
“Fuck me, Harry!” she added. She
knew that would knock the fear right out of him. He loved when she cursed during sex, before
sex, after sex, it didn’t really matter.
She was his ‘Dirty Girl with a Dirty Mouth’.
And Cho had been right, because after her swear word left
her mouth and entered Harry’s ear, he slid in to the hilt and then began
pumping in her slick walls. The oddness
of the situation the two students were in seemed to fly out the window when
Harry began to take her from behind like he always did. He was able to get a good hand on her slim
hips, hold them tightly, and pulled her back and forth on his hard dick. Cho’s petite mounds of ass were slapping
against Harry’s pelvis and she bit her lip to keep from making a sound. She loved the way their body’s slap together
during sex, especially in this position.
And she loved the way Harry’s fingers dug in her hips as if he couldn’t
let go of what was making him feel so good.
But it wouldn’t just be Cho Chang making Harry Potter feel
so good. Cho opened her eyes briefly and
noticed another tentacle moving along side the bed and toward the back of her
and Harry. She looked up into the mirror
she was watching herself in earlier, as she bounced back and forth off Harry’s
dick. There, Cho could see a tentacle
rising behind Harry. Suddenly, she saw
it secrete a clear liquid through it’s pores. Cho was very confused while being fucked and
molested, and her mind couldn’t wrap itself around what was going on with the
feeler.
Then she got her answer.
“MERLIN…” shouted Harry suddenly, and Cho saw that the tentacle behind
them had plunged it’s lubricated self into Harry’s ass. All motion stopped and Cho was sitting on all
fours with a dick in her crotch and no friction. “No, no, wait!” Harry begged the faceless
beast as it’s tentacle began to slid in and out of his
bottom.
“Harry, don’t stop please!” Cho begged as well, watching the
scene in the mirror and becoming even more turned on. She loved Terry’s stories of boys sexing
boys, so to see Harry getting fucked in the ass was nearly bringing her to
orgasm. Cho could see Harry biting his
lip and trying not to enjoy the sensation he was receiving from the peachy meat
buried inside him. Fuck him hard! Cho willed the tentacles in her mind. Do it
for me! It was as if the tentacle
wanted to fuck him hard to get to her, because it began to move Harry as it
fucked the Boy Hero, causing him to quickly, roughly, blissfully ride her
insides. “Oh God…yes…” she moaned and
her own tentacle pinched her clit as it did her nipples.
“This is…this…is…wrong…so…OH MY GOD…wrong! Cho…you…it feels so…you feel soo good…and…I’m…” Harry was stuttering from the sex and
then he trailed off into the world of incoherency when the tentacle picked up
it’s pace inside him. “Oh
God! I’m…going to…going…to…cum…”
Cho’s body was near going into spasms itself. She was floating high above the fucking
taking place on Hagrid’s bed.
“Yes…Harry…cum…cum inside me, please…” she begged needing his release,
her release and soon to be released from the peachy meat.
“Yes, Love!” Harry moaned in submission, then grunted
heavily and was soon spilling massive amounts of cum inside the cunt of the
Ravenclaw.
That was it for Cho.
She loved feeling Harry pouring inside her, and considering how much he
was expelling now, she was sure to match him.
With the addition of the feelers working her clit and nipples still, she
didn’t have much longer. And then it
happened. Cho’s insides clenched so
tight, she nearly pushed Harry right out of her. “OH GOD!” she cried as she came hard, feeling
Harry clutch her hips to stay buried inside.
Through her haze of a mind-blowing orgasm, Cho could hear
Harry grunt loudly as a squishy popping noise caught her attention as
well. The tentacles all suddenly
released the two sexing teens and they both fell on the bed. Their naked bodies glistened with sweat. It was only then that she noticed a breeze
following through the cabin. Cho could
feel Harry breathing heavily behind her and it was the only thing warming the
now chilled wetness on her body.
But as if he knew she was cold, or maybe it was because he
was cold as well, Cho felt Harry slid closer behind her. His sated penis rested on her butt and his
arm around her waist held her tightly against his sweaty body. Cho trembled slightly and Harry did all he
could to pull her closer. The pretty
Ravenclaw didn’t know if she was in a dream or reality, she was so
exhausted. And the odd dance of the tentacles around the bed when she opened her eyes only
briefly really made her think she was dreaming.
“You…felt so…good,” Harry barely said out loud in her hair.
The raven-haired girl wasn’t sure he was talking to the bed
or her, so she only nodded. She was too
exhausted to speak at that point. But
something woke her up completely. Cho
felt it first at her feet. It felt like
a blanket, or some soft material, rubbing against them. Then she felt the material up her legs. The Ravenclaw opened her eyes to see that the
tentacles were gently trying to pull the covers up over the sex-tired
teenagers. Harry seemed to notice and
helped them in their efforts by grabbing hold of an end and pulling it up over
them before tucking his arm back around her waist and squeezing her tightly.
As the blanket began to get tucked tightly
around them, Cho sighed heavily and sat up in the bed. It wasn’t an easy ascent, considering how
tightly locked she was in Harry’s arm.
“Time to go,” Cho said, breathlessly.
Harry tried pulling her back down to him. “No, Cho.
It’s fine. No one will interrupt
us here. We could…stay all night if we
wanted too…”
Cho looked down at her assailant. She knew that’s exactly what he wanted and
planned. “Well it’s not what I want,
Harry. I’ve got to go!” she said angrily
and got up from the bed. Quickly, she
began to dress.
Harry sat up with much irriation
evident on his face, but winced in pain from his no-longer-virginal
bottom. “Why, Cho? Where do you have to go?” he asked,
spitefully, then stood up and began putting his pants on. “I’m sure McLaggen’s
left the library by now!”
Cho had just pulled her shirt over her head, but didn’t pull
it all the way down as she stared at Harry in shock. “How…”
“Yeah, I knew about your little date!” he spat, throwing his
shirt over his head without care of his already tousled hair. “And that’s exactly why I brought you
here! Don’t think you can sneak around
on me, Cho. I know everything you do!”
Cho was filled with so much hate,
it was as if she hadn’t just had sex a moment ago. “I hate you, Harry!” she shouted. “It wasn’t a…date! It was just a…study…engagement!” she
defended, then turned her back on him to leave.
“Engagement ‘eh, Love?” he retorted, following behind
her. “Well, I’m sorry, but you’re not to
engage in anything with anyone else,
if you haven’t been told before!”
Cho stalked into the brisk night air, her assailant on her
heels. “I’m going out on that date with
him to Hogsmeade, but I can’t study with him?
Bloody hell, Harry, I haven’t had time to study as much as I need too
thanks to you!”
“Study with him, right!” he huffed sarcastically.
Cho turned around so fast, he bumped into her. But it was the pain of her slap that made him
stand back. “What the hell is that
suppose to mean?” she shouted in his face.
Harry was still holding his cheek as if he wasn’t use to the
assault. “What I mean is…your sneaking
about must mean you have other things in mind!”
Instead of slapping him again, Cho pushed Harry to the
ground with her arms. “GO TO HELL,
HARRY! You’re calling me a whore? You assume that I’m going to shag him? If I was a whore, it’s because you’ve made me
one, but I’m NOT! You
ASSHOLE!” With that, Cho turned
on her heels, leaving Harry on the grassy earth, and walking top speed to the
castle.
“Shit! Cho, wait!”
she heard him call for her, and couldn’t see him struggling to get off the
ground. But Cho was on the Hogwarts
steps, and had no intentions of turning around unless she felt the need to slap
him again. However, the Boy Wizard was
quicker then she was, and ran to stand in front of her before she could open
the school doors. “Cho, hang on a
second! Listen to me…” he begged, no
longer sounding angry.
“Get out of my way, Potter, and you’ll catch a knee in that
weapon you like to use against me the most!” she growled, staring angrily at
his feet. Harry exhaled heavily and
placed his hands on her upper arms.
“Don’t touch me!” Cho growled again and Harry retracted his hands
quickly.
“Cho…I…don’t think of you as a…whore…I just…” he began.
Furious brown eyes met green mildly apologetic ones. “You don’t, huh? That’s why you think I’m to shag any bloke
that smiles at me? Worried that I’ll
find someone better then you to fuck, do you?”
Now furious brown eyes were met with furious green. “You are not to sneak around…” he
snarled. “You belong…”
“I’m not your bloody CHILD!
I’m NOT GINNY! So you can just
blow it out of your newly fucked bum, Potter!” Cho yelled, then pushed passed
him and entered the Main Hall.
There were a few students walking by and talking to each
other, none noticing the pretty and angry Ravenclaw storming inside. Only one person seemed to notice her, and
that was the one still on her heels.
Harry grabbed Cho’s arm and swung her around to face him. “No, you’re NOT Ginny! At least she’d be honest with me! You take to sneaking about…”
“Because you’re off your bleeding nut,
perhaps? That’s why I had to take
to sneaking around! And you’ve got a LOT of nerve talking about honesty and Ginny, Harry!” Cho
snapped back.
The two were in a silent rage for a moment until Harry’s
expression changed to a triumphant one.
“And how will your honesty fare with McLaggen,
Cho?” Harry said smugly. “Going to tell
all that you get up too?”
Cho wanted to slap the scar off his head again, so she
tried. It hadn’t worked. When Harry pulled his face back, he still
wore his smug smile. “I hate you!” she
yelled, before storming away.
***
By the next morning, Cho was still angry and tired. She hadn’t slept much the night before for a
person who had endured an entire day of school, a brutal Quidditch practice,
had terrifying but fantastic sex, and had a fight with a certain Gryffindor. Cho should have been hard to wake, not
pressed for sleep. And now the Ravenclaw
walked through the school practically dead on her feet.
It was his fault. It
was always his fault. Everything was the
fault of the Chosen One. Yes, she was
going to sneak out of see Cormac without telling
him. But she shouldn’t have to tell him,
she’s a seventeen year old girl.
However, Cho knew Harry was greatly disturbed and just as
possessive. And after she had told him
about Hogsmeade, and he yelled, wailed and threatened, he consented, so why
hadn’t she just told him of her plan to study?
Because I don’t have
to bloody answer to him, that’s why! Cho thought angrily on her way to
breakfast.
Yes you do, Cho. He’s mad,
that one, and he has you caught in his web of
insanity!
But it would have been
completely innocent; just studying. I
dare say I need it. That is unless one
of the N.E.W.T.s will be Anatomy of Harry Potter! That I’ll pass with flying colors.
Yes, mum and dad will
be so proud! However, the truth is if
you anger him about you and Cormac, they’ll be no
more Cormac.
They are in the same House, school, planet, you know. And have I mentioned yet that’s Harry’s mad?
It’s just not fair!
“Life’s unfair, Love,”
she heard Harry say in her mind.
UGH! SHUT UP! Cho scolded herself as she
walked into the Great Hall.
The typical buzzing in the dining hall seem
to be more pronounced near the door when she walked in. However, Cho barely notice, nor did she
notice a few heads turning her way. She
did pick up a couple of words on her way to her table: Slap.
Harry. Bitter. The Ravenclaw chose to ignore the words, not
sure if she really wanted to know what they were about especially if it was
about her assailant. But when she sat
down, she was given the full scoop, well, she was given a scoop.
“Wicked, Cho!” praised Marietta,
patting her on the back when she sat down.
“I’m glad you’re finally over him!”
Cho narrowed her eyes in confusion. She knew the only person Marietta thought Cho would love to her dying
day was Harry. Little did the
reddish-blonde know that Cho would hate Harry Potter to her dying day. “What are you…on
about, Mari?” she sighed.
Marietta
beamed and pointed her thumb over her shoulder to the Gryffindor table. Cho turned her head to see Harry sitting with
his girlfriend and best friends. “Potter? Heard you
walloped him good last night in Main Hall!
People are saying that you tried to pursue him again or you wanted him
to apologize for being a git last year or
something. But when he refused either,
you slapped him across the face and told him you hate him! I’m a right proud of you, Cho!” Marietta
exclaimed and hugged her tighter then she should.
Cho pulled away from the embrace. “How did people know about…” she asked in
confusion, then remembered entering the Main Hall last
night to finish their argument. “Oh…”
was all she could say at the moment.
“Oh, Harry, you’re so sweet!” Cho could hear Ginny praising
at the other table. “Defending me to
that bitter old witch!” she added scratchily.
Cho cracked her knuckles at the sound of the redhead’s voice.
“Defending you?” Harry asked, and Cho’s ears perked at his
confusion.
“Yes, last night. Heard about your argument with Cho. Seems she wanted to get back with you so she
followed you outside when you went to Hagrid’s hut, I’m guessing. But you argued her down all the way back into
the school. Telling her she’s a sneaky
little hag and how I’m so much different then she is…”
“Wait, Ginny…” began Harry.
“Is that true, Harry?” Hermione
asked, interrupting him.
Cho couldn’t hear anything for a moment as she held her
breath waiting for his answer.
“No…uh, no. She didn’t…follow me…anywhere…she…yeah,
didn’t follow me anywhere…” Harry stuttered then let his words trail off.
Cho wanted to stand up and tell the entire Hall about Harry
Potter’s love for chickens.
“So she…was trying to get with you again, mate?” asked
Ron.
Cho clutched her butter knife in her hand. Sod my
wand, she thought.
“No, we…she…” but Cho couldn’t hear the rest of his
statement as Dumbledore cleared his throat and decided to remind the student
body about the rules for the upcoming Hogsmeade visit.
******************************************
For the Thursday and Friday of that week, Cho’s only sexual
outlet was herself. Her hands usually
only took care of her on rare occasions during the week, and were ever-present
on Sundays. But the pretty Ravenclaw
hadn’t tried to snatch the handsome Gryffindor away for even so much as a hand
job, nor had he come to her to even sniff her hair, anywhere. But Friday night when she was ALONE in the
library searching for a book, she felt someone behind her.
Her hand that was reaching for a shelf above her head was
held in place by a larger hand, while her long raven hair was gently being comb
through over her ear. Cho felt breath on
her neck as the hand that stroked her hair, went down to her waist. The pretty girl’s body flushed with heat
suddenly, and for a brief moment, she wanted to forget her anger and pull up
her skirt right there in the library to let her visitor in. When she felt the breath blow over the shell
of her ear, she was even more tempted.
And the now heated Ravenclaw knew that if he so much as brushed her
backside with his hardness, she’d yank her skirt up so high, it would fly over
her head.
“Remember what I said about others touching what’s mine
tomorrow when you’re on your date…” Cho heard Harry whisper in her ear. She held her breath in an effort to keep from
arguing or to brace herself for his lips possibly touching her neck causing her
to whimper. But it wasn’t necessary,
because the moment his raspy statement was completed, Harry walked away. By the time Cho turned around to him, he was
gone.
She knew she would have to take a long, warm, satisfying
bath that evening. To…prepare for…tomorrow, of course, Cho thought, unconvincingly.
Right! And maybe…a shower…that
morning…just to be extra…clean…
**********************************************************************
After her shower to get ‘extra clean’ that Halloween morning
of the Hogsmeade trip, Cho was distraught as she searched for something. She was tearing through her jewelry box, then
her trunk, then her drawers, then her bed in search of her tiny silver loop
earring. They would have gone perfect
with her planned outfit and hairstyle that day, but the Ravenclaw could only
find one.
“Marietta,
are you sure you haven’t seen it?” Cho asked desperately as she torn through
the room.
Marietta
sucked her teeth. “For that last time,
Cho, no!”
“How about you, Patricia?” Cho
asked one of the other girls, as she rubbed through her sheets.
“No, Cho. Sorry,” the
girl answered solemnly.
“For goodness sakes, Cho. Try to remember the last place you wore
them. Maybe you took it off or dropped
it or something…” suggested Marietta
with frustration.
Cho went digging in her trunk once more as she tried to
think back. She remembered wearing them
some time ago. She also remembered Harry
for some reason. Then she remembered
herself sitting on his lap somewhere giggling as he was devouring her neck and
ear. But Cho couldn’t remember much else
because his hands teased her into an already guaranteed submission. However, she did remember him almost choking
on one of her loops and taking it off her and placing it… She had no idea.
“Damn him!” she said out loud. Again, something that was
his fault.
“Damn who, Cho?” asked Marietta
having heard her swearing.
Cho paused and her roommates couldn’t see her eyes darting
around nervously. “Er,
um…damn…Cormac, um, for making me so…nervous and
anxious…and wanting to look nice for him…yeah.
Damn him!” she repeated with more fervor, hoping it sounded convincing.
When her friends went back to their own business of getting
ready for the day, Cho knew it must have sounded just right, and the Ravenclaw
decided on wearing her diamond studs instead.
*****
Cormac waited nervously by the
front doors of the school. Cho could see
him shifting from one foot to the other as he watched the stairs, then played
with his hair, then checked his breath, and went back to watching the stairs
again. It was so endearing to the
Ravenclaw that she couldn’t help but smile all the way down the stairs to
him. Harry was never nervous about her
these days. He never checked his hair or
his breath or…
Stop thinking about
Harry! Cho scolded herself.
Right, sorry.
It’s alright. We’re just going to have a good day…date…with
Cormac…and…
But Harry’s breath
never smells bad when he takes…
STOP IT!
“Hi, Cormac!”
Cho greeted the Gryffindor.
Cormac couldn’t contain his smile
if he sucked on a basket of lemons. “Hiya, Cho! You
look…lovely today,” he said glancing down her body then up at her smiling,
pretty face.
Is it me, or is it
hotter when Harry looks at you from head to toe?
Shut it!
“Thank you, Cormac. You look very cute today as well,” Cho flirted
openly.
I wonder how cute you
are under those clothes?
You know this is why
Harry’s mental? Listen to you!
Correction: Harry’s the reason I’m mental. Listen to me, indeed!
“Uh…uh…thank you, Cho,” Cormac
said, blushing deeply as he noticed her looking him up and down. “I…well…you…shall we go then?” he suggested
and gestured toward the doors.
“Yes, that would be lovely,” she agreed and the two set off
with the other students walking across the lawn, and heading toward the gates.
The two seventh years walked in nervous silence. On occasion they would peek at each other and
smile when they would hear others talking around them and they found whatever
said funny. “Reckon you’d rather go to
Hogsmeade with a Hippogriff then someone you know, wouldn’t you, Hermione?”
snapped a voice behind Cho and Cormac.
Cho’s body tensed at the sound of the name, and the voice
spitting it out. She knew those two
would never be seen without…
“Well I suppose I don’t mind going with an animal,
considering I’m walking with an insensitive pig!” Hermione retorted. “No offense, Harry and Ginny.”
A girl giggled behind Cho.
“No offense taken, Hermione. And I’d like to agree about the pig bit as
well!”
Cormac snickered at Ginny’s
comment. Soon Cho watched as the redhead
stalking next to a bushy-haired girl came passed Cormac. Then she felt eyes boring into her as she saw
Harry with his arm around Ginny’s shoulder while holding her hand, coming
passed her side. And before she could
help it, Cho stepped nearly a foot to side away from Cormac
after they passed.
Cho watched the Golden Trio and their fourth walking ahead
of them, then she saw green eyes turn around to glance
at her, then back ahead. Cho took an
annoyed, exhausted, and worried breath.
“Heard you walloped him one, Cho,” she heard a voice say,
and had nearly forgotten that Cormac was walking
along side her.
“Huh?” she asked, looking around with narrowed eyes.
“Potter,” Cormac said, gesturing
his head forward. “Heard
you laid the smack heard around the world on him a few days ago. Bloody wicked, that.”
Cho tried not to smile at him. “Thought you didn’t listen to rubbish he-say,
she-say, Cormac?” she asked, knowingly.
Cormac smiled a sly smile. “I don’t normally. But I can’t say I don’t wish that was true!”
Now Cho smiled freely.
“Dislike him, do you?”
Cormac snorted. “Dislike him, no. It’s just…he’s needs to be taken down a peg
or two. Bit…full of
himself, that one.”
I’m full of him
usually. Filled to capacity when I’m
really lucky…
HELLO? Stop it!
“Full of himself?
Yeah, you may be right, Cormac,” she
agreed.
But, Harry would love
to be taken down a peg or two.
Yeah, he didn’t ask to
be pegged any higher than anyone else.
See, it’s ideas the world has about him like that that have you
gagging for him sometimes…all the time.
Yeah, thanks Cormac and the wizarding world for pushing Harry’s penis
inside me on the train.
“Cho?” called Cormac, shaking her
out of her thoughts. “Did you hear me?”
Cho’s eyes darted around nervously, trying see if she could remember what he said. “Er…”
But it was his actions that gave her the answer. They had stopped walking. Cormac gently took
her hand and held it up to his mouth. “I
asked did it hurt you when you slapped him?” he repeated, then kissed her hand.
A
different set of lips on my body. Mmmm…
“Ah…” Cho started as she started to blush. “No…it didn’t…hurt…” she finished and smiled.
Cormac smiled at her over her hand
and rubbed the back of it slowly.
“Good.”
Cho sighed lightly through her smile at the sweet
Gryffindor, then felt a heat on the side of her
body. She turned only briefly to the
side to see Harry a ways head looking back over Ginny’s head at her and Cormac. Cho’s smile
instantly disappeared and she pulled her hand away from Cormac
and started them back on their walk.
“Oh…I’m…uh…sorry, Cho,” began Cormac,
rushing to keep up with her. “I didn’t
mean to…make you feel…uncomfortable or anything…”
Cho shook her head as she watched the ground in front of
her. “Oh, no, Cormac,
please don’t think that you did. You
didn’t at all. It’s just…I’m sorry…it’s
just been awhile…for me since…”
I’ve had sex!
No, two day is not
long!
In my world…no
personal Hell, it is!
This is NOT about sex,
it’s about…affection!
Sucks I can’t decipher
the two anymore!
I hate Harry so much!
“Since you’ve had a boyfriend,” Cormac
finished what he thought to be her statement.
He was accurate when she thought about it. “I understand, Love…”
UGH, don’t call me
that!
“Right,” Cho agreed, slightly irritated at his comment.
“Well hopefully today will be the start of changing that,
Cho,” Cormac said to the ground in front of him as
they walked. She looked over to him and
saw his cheeks redden.
I love too, Cormac, but I’ve already had one boyfriend murdered.
“SO,” Cho began, wanting to erase the morbid thought from
her mind. “Where are we off too then…”
Cho and Cormac had a great day in
Hogsmeade. They visited each store
looking for nothing, and buying just as much.
They talked about everything under the sun from Quidditch, to N.E.W.T.s, to the new Potions teacher Professor Slughorn,
to the very sun itself as they watched it lower in sky.
Cho thought he was adorable and a perfect gentlemen, not
even so much as holding her hand as they walked. She, however, wasn’t much of lady in her mind
at least. When he wasn’t looking or if
he was staring right down in her pretty face, she thought about how good he
would be in bed; could he hold her properly up against the wall while fucking
her; how long was his tongue and did he know how to make her abandon her
natural Scottish accent and curse in Chinese like Harry could on rare
occasions…
STOP THINKING ABOUT
HIM! Cho often had to scold herself.
When Cormac suggested they go to
the Three Broomsticks for a drink before heading back to the castle, Cho hoped
Madam Rosemerta kept buckets of ice handy.
The pub was packed when they arrived and it seemed like everyone had had
the same idea as Cormac. They finally found a table in the back, and Cormac got up to get them some drinks. Cho waved at a few friends, and talked to a
few others at another table. Then she
focused on the table in front of hers when she felt a heat emanating from it. Her brown eyes met green and the two stared
at one another vacantly while no one at his table or her date noticed.
Cormac finally returned with the butterbeers and handed Cho hers. She nearly drank it in one gulp trying to
avoid the emerald eyes glancing at her from the other table.
“I’ve…had really had a good time to day, Cho,” Cormac leaned closer and said in the buzzing pub. “You’re…really…well, you’re really…quite
wonderful.”
Cho smiled. “Thanks, Cormac. I’ve had fun
today too. You’re very nice.”
“So you’ll study with me one day soon, then?” he asked
suddenly, nervously, quickly.
Cho’s smiled faltered slightly. As soon as I get permission from Harry Nutter over there, yes. “I’d loved too. I’ll have to let you know when though. Okay?”
Cormac’s shy smile was
endearing. “Brilliant,” he said to the
table unable to look at her. But it
wasn’t the table he was looking at, but her hands resting on it. Cho had just taken her eyes away from Harry
for a moment to notice Cormac inching his hand closer
to hers. Then, very softly, he lifted
his finger and let it caress the back of her hand.
Cho sighed softly at the affection, and raised her eyes to
look at Cormac.
He nervously, slowly lifted his eyes to hers and they smiled. Only the loud, obnoxious clearing of a throat
at table in front of them caused Cho to look away. She pulled her hand away instantly when she
saw Harry glaring at her, then stand up.
“I…need some air is all,” he said when his friends and
girlfriend asked if he was alright. And
before he left, he gave Cho the nod she knew only too well.
He can’t be serious?
she thought to herself as she watched him leave.
He just wants to talk
to you about what you were doing.
Yes, I guess I was
sitting in the same ROOM as Cormac, shame on me!
Better go see for sure
just in case he decides to come in and hex him.
“Would you excuse me, Cormac? I…just want to go outside for one brief
moment…for some air,” she asked, standing up from the table.
“Oh, I’ll come with!” suggested Cormac,
starting to stand.
“Oh…no, I’ll just be a moment, really. You don’t mind, do you?” she asked sweetly.
“Um…” he began, settling back down in his chair. “No, I guess not. I’ll keep your seat warm while you’re gone,”
the Gryffindor said with a smile.
“Thanks!” she said with a forced smile before she made her
way through the pub and outside.
Where’s the blasted wanker?
she stormed in her mind as she looked around the
building for Harry.
“Over here, Cho!” said Harry quietly, standing near the back
of the building. The sun had nearly set
and the sky was a mixture of purple and red.
But Cho didn’t care about the lovely sun set, she was too angry to see
straight as she stalked over to him.
“What the bloody hell do you mean interrupting my date?” she
nearly shouted at him.
Harry sneered at her.
“He was getting way to cozy!”
“He’s to get cozy, isn’t he?
We’re on a date! You were wrapped
around Ginny today; I saw you!”
“Ginny is my girlfriend!
I have every right to be wrapped around her IF I was, don’t I?” Harry
retorted.
Cho huffed. “You’re
so very right, you do! And I have every
right to do what ever people on a date do as well, don’t I?”
Cho could see rage on Harry’s face, but she didn’t cower,
she was sure the rage on hers matched his well.
And they stood in a quiet fury for a moment before Harry grabbed her
upper arms and quickly switched their positions. Cho found herself up
against a brink wall with Harry pressed tightly against her body. Still, she didn’t change her look of anger as
his lips were an inch from hers.
“Did you kiss him?” he whispered angrily.
“Does it matter?” she retorted in the same manner.
Harry’s breath was practically flowing into her parted lips
as she watched the fury dance in his eyes.
“If I kiss you…I’ll be able to tell if he did! I’ll be able to taste something different!”
“Really? Been kissing blokes now, have you? Because you sure haven’t been kissing me to
know! And just to remind you, you are
not to kiss me! My mouth doesn’t belong
to you, like you claimed everything else on my body does!” Cho explained to his
sneering mouth.
“It doesn’t? That’s
funny, because your lips have been all over my body, driving me mad! And I do believe I’ve been down your throat
quite a few times! Maybe not with my
tongue, but…” Harry released her and
stood less then a foot away. Cho watched
him angrily as his hand slid to his belt and began to undo it.
He CAN’T be serious!
she repeated to herself.
But when he undid the button and zipper, then pulled out his
manhood, she knew he was very serious.
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