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Harry Potter's Most Excellent Year	By : ODB Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 76174 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 7

AN

I like to think of this story as karma for all the crap that Harry had to put up with in the original story. His good fortune looks like it’s continuing in this chapter, too!

“What are you looking so smug about?” Harry asked as he and Neville settled down. Out of the window, he could see the Hogwarts Express pulling away from the platform at King’s Cross.

His friend grinned at him.

“Guess who got laid during the holidays,” he boasted. “I bet you didn’t do as well being stuck at home with your parents and your sister, eh?”

“Err, no,” Harry mumbled. “So, who is this mysterious bird you got off with, then?”

“It was at one of Gran’s parties, would you believe. I was standing around, bored out of my mind, and I suddenly spot this beautiful blond girl by herself. As she looked as fed-up as I was, I thought I’d go and say hello. Turns out she was a pupil at Beauxbatons and her family were spending time in England during the holidays. Well, we got chatting and she suggested we go for a walk. We ended up in the stables and, I’m pleased to say, I did my bit for Anglo-French relations.”

“Up for it, was she?”

“Bloody right, she was,” Neville gushed. “She couldn’t get her knickers off fast enough! And what a body! Legs that went on forever, tits that nearly made me cry with joy when I saw them… she was fantastic. Dirty cow, too!”

“Sounds like you had a good time,” Harry said.

“Too right! It’s just a shame that I won’t get a mark for my fine work on the girl’s bathroom wall. I’m proud to say I shagged her senseless.”

“What was her name?”

“Err… ‘El’ something. Eloise? Elona? Something like that.”

“You’d better hope you never run into her again if you can’t even remember her name,” Harry laughed. “I don’t think she’d take too kindly to that.”

“Umm, probably not,” Neville agreed. “Err, was it Elvia? Maybe Elvira?”

Harry continued to laugh at his friend’s desperate attempts to remember his lover’s name. Still, no matter how hot this French witch supposedly was, he doubted Neville had had a better time than he had over the holidays. He and Jasmine had managed to sneak off and do it half-a-dozen times during the break, including one very memorable shag on Christmas day when their parents had fallen asleep in front of the fire and the siblings had nipped upstairs for a quickie.

As far as Harry was concerned, Neville could keep his flirty French witch. He’d had a beautiful English rose repeatedly and he’d bloody loved it.

Just so long as no one ever found out about it!
The new term started at a fairly frantic rate and, with their O.W.L.s coming up in a few months, the teachers were pushing the fifth-years hard. Fortunately, it didn’t have too much of an impact on either of the boys’ sex lives. Luna was unaffected by the scramble to study and so was generally always willing to accompany Harry to the Come and Go room whenever he suggested it.

Neville didn’t miss out, either. His fuck buddy of choice, Hermione Granger, most definitely was affected by the thought of their exams, despite them not occurring until the end of the term. Although it was still only January, she was already working herself into a panic. Fortunately for Neville, the girl had started to demand regular ‘stress relief’ breaks, which involved him fucking six bells out of her whenever it all became too much, which was quite frequently. Needless to say, Longbottom was more than willing to help out.

Things continued in this merry manner until early February when Harry had an unexpected encounter. Astronomy class was just coming to an end when Professor Sinistra called him out.

“Mr Potter? Would you be so kind as to stay behind and help me put away all the telescopes, please?” she’d asked.

Harry nodded but was somewhat surprised. The telescopes could be packed away with just a wave of her wand, so he suspected that the dark-skinned teacher might have an ulterior motive. He strained his brain trying to think if he’d done something wrong but came up blank. When it came to schoolwork, at least, he was a model pupil.

“Thank you for staying,” Sinistra said as soon as all the other pupils had shuffled out of the classroom. “In fact, I just wanted to have a little chat with you.”

“Am I in trouble about something?” he asked. “Shouldn’t my Head of House be involved if this is some disciplinary matter?”

“My word, you do have a guilty conscience, don’t you Mr Potter? Is there any reason for that, perhaps?”

“No. Why, should there be?” he demanded.

“Well, that’s what I’m about to find out,” she told him. “As I’m sure you are aware, as part of my responsibilities as a member of staff here, I am tasked to patrol the school at various times. My patrols often take me to the third floor where I always make a point of inspecting the ladies' bathroom.”

“Oh,” Harry responded, suddenly not liking where this was going.

“Now, the staff here do understand the needs of young witches and wizards. We develop and mature faster than the Muggles and magic often accelerates puberty, not to mention increasing the desire for intercourse. This is why we choose to look the other way to many of the activities that occur within these castle walls.”

“I understand,” Harry agreed.

“On the other hand, we still have a responsibility to ensure those liberties that we grant the pupils here at Hogwarts are not abused.”

Harry nodded, still not quite grasping what Sinistra was trying to say.

“Obviously, I am aware of the crude rating system that the girls leave on the walls of the cloakroom. While somewhat distasteful, it does actually provide our staff with a guide to what is happening and who is dating who, if that is the correct term. That is why we don’t have the walls cleaned until the end of the school year.”

“Oh. I guess that makes sense,” Harry agreed, suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable that the teaching staff were aware of what he’d been up to.”

“Indeed,” Sinistra continued. “It also is useful for flagging up unusual or concerning trends. Let me give you an example: perhaps there is a handsome young man who, despite being extremely personable had failed to make a single appearance on the wall. Then, completely out of the blue, since he started his fifth year his name appears no less than five times, always with extremely high scores. Wouldn’t you say that warranted some explanation?”

“Perhaps he’d just finally gotten a clue as to how to approach girls,” Harry responded, which was just about true. “Once word got around that he was available he became rather popular.”

“That’s one explanation,” she allowed. “Another is that he became frustrated at his failure and decided to brew a batch of Love Potion. This would explain his success and why his reported scores were so high.”

“Love Potion?” Harry gasped. “You think I drugged those girls? That’s bullshit!”

“It’s happened before, Mr Potter, and I would be amazed if it didn’t happen again. It certainly would explain your apparent miraculous change in fortunes with the opposite sex.”

“It’s not true! I would never do something so underhand,” he spluttered.

“Really? I’m never surprised what some boys will do to satisfy their primitive urges. Still, I suppose there is an easy way to verify all this.”

“Truth Potion? A Magical Vow?” he suggested.

“Nothing so elaborate, Mr Potter. This is a school, after all. What do we do here to establish if a proposition is correct?”

“Umm… test it?”

“Precisely, young man. We need to test you to see if you are this amazing lover that has so intoxicated five young witches with your skills.”

“But… how do we do that?” Harry asked her in confusion.

In response, Sinistra stepped forward and slowly began to unbutton her heavy robes. As much of her class was taught out of doors, often at night and in bad weather, Aurora Sinistra was rarely to be seen without her heavy, emerald robes with the result that few boys had any idea what her figure was like. As she shed the unattractive garment, Harry was treated to the sight of her in a tight, white blouse, a short black skirt and sheer stockings. He quickly gathered that the Astronomy professor was a bloody knockout!

Sinistra had long been something of an enigma in the school. She was clearly beautiful, with her dark eyes and faultless ebony skin, but she had always come over as something of a cold fish and rather a stick-in-the-mud. Looking at the woman stood before him, Harry could only think that she looked like a complete sex bomb. The blouse she wore seemed to be struggling to contain what looked to be a set of magnificent breasts and the tight skirt showed that the woman had a very shapely arse. Her legs were long and graceful. While he watched, she removed her hat and shook out her long, silky hair that reached right down her back.

Wait! When she said she was going to test him, did she mean… could she be suggesting…

“Yes, Mr Potter,” she confirmed having probably seen the hopeful look on his face. “You are going to have sex with me right now. I warn you now, you’re going to have to impress me if I’m going to believe your conquests have not been a result of some underhand scheme. Do you think you can satisfy me?”

Jackpot!

“I’ll certainly try, ma’am,” he responded, trying desperately to keep a huge grin from spreading across his face.

“Excellent. Well, if the chatter I sometimes overhear from the girls in your year is to be believed, you are quite well equipped, I understand. Why don’t we start with you taking your clothes off, Mr Potter? If it turns out you have a tiny dick then I’ll know you haven’t been honest with me.”

Harry immediately began to shed his clothes. He’d never been that prudish about nudity and, besides, he knew that he had nothing to be ashamed of. More to the point, the sooner he got naked the quicker he was going to be able to start banging Sinistra. His jumper was soon cast aside, followed closely by his school tie and his shirt. He kicked off his shoes, pulling off his socks as he did so, before yanking his trousers off. He paused for a moment clad only in his boxer shorts for dramatic effect, before he pushed these down, too. He stood defiantly naked before her, his hands on his hips and his slowly stiffening cock hanging between his legs.

“My, my,” Sinistra purred. “Well, that’s definitely a point in your favour. I want to see it hard, though. Take your cock in your hand and stroke it until it’s fully erect.”

Seeing that the professor wanted to play the dominant role in this, Harry did as he was told. He took his cock in his right hand and slowly began to masturbate. Sinistra’s dark eyes never left the sight of his hardening shaft for a second.

“How’s this, ma’am?” Harry asked once his dick was fully erect.

“Very nice, Mr Potter, very nice, indeed,” she purred. “I believe that now I’m somewhat over-dressed. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Harry nodded furiously, eager to see some of the professor’s undoubtedly impressive assets. Slowly, Sinistra began to unbutton her blouse, revealing more and more dark, smooth flesh as she did so. Eventually, she slid the garment off her shoulders. Her skirt followed very shortly, leaving her in her black bra, knickers and stockings.

While Hannah and Susan were unquestionably well developed, they didn’t hold a candle to Aurora Sinistra. He was amazed at how much her heavy robes had hidden. Her sexy bra seemed to be struggling to contain her full bosom and her legs were long but well rounded. As she turned, Harry was treated to a view of her extremely shapely arse. Fuck, this woman was sex on legs!

“Like what you see?” she asked him.

“Very much, ma’am,” he confirmed enthusiastically. “I’d like to see more, though.”

“I bet you would, you dirty little bastard,” she growled. “Let’s see how you like this.”

Reaching behind her, Sinistra undid her bra and carelessly threw it to one side. For a moment, Harry felt like dropping to his knees and offering thanks to the Goddess of cleavage, such was the sight before him. The woman’s breasts were very large but looked firm, like a pair of melons. Her nipples were incredibly dark and he couldn’t wait to cram them into her mouth and suck them.

With a knowing smirk on her face, Sinistra then gripped the hem of her knickers and pushed them down over her firm thighs revealing a patch of jet-black hair. Then, with one graceful hop, she jumped back onto her desk and spread her legs, displaying her pink slit for him.

“Come and eat my pussy!” she commanded.

Gleefully, Harry made his way over to the professor and dropped to his knees. He could smell her excitement as soon as he bent forward and her strong-tasting juices coated his tongue as soon as it penetrated her folds. Eagerly, he gripped her arse cheeks and began to devour her cunt.

“Ooh, yes! I do like a young man who knows how to eat pussy,” Sinistra purred. “I have a task for you, Mr Potter. I want you to make me cum. Lick my fucking hole until you get me off.”

That was exactly the sort of challenge that Harry enjoyed! Sliding his hands so they gripped the underside of her thighs, he used his thumbs to peel back the lips of her sex so he could really get his tongue inside her. Sinistra moaned loudly as he frantically licked her soft, wet innards while gently rubbing her with his thumbs. By this point, the Astronomy teacher was panting like a dog but she didn’t seem ready to orgasm. A change of tactics was obviously required.

Shifting slightly, Harry’s mouth made its way upward so he could lick the woman’s clit. Alternately, he rubbed his tongue over it before taking the nub in his mouth and sucking it hard. This also allowed him to slide two digits into her soaking cunt and begin to finger-fuck her. Now he was getting somewhere.

Sinistra’s screams echoed through the classroom and it was obvious she was on the edge. For some reason, Harry was determined to watch the expression on her face when she came so he stood, turned his hand the other way up and plunged his middle two fingers deep into her. He then began to thrust his hand into her as hard as he could.

Aurora’s knuckles were white as she gripped the edge of the desk for all she was worth. Her eyes were closed and she now emitting one long, drawn-out scream of pleasure. Harry couldn’t keep the grin off his face as he watched her intently, eager for the lush-bodies woman to finally orgasm. However, it was him that was in for a surprise.

As his fingers ravaged his teacher’s cunt, Harry felt a strange warmth seeping over his hand and wrist. Looking down, he saw liquid was dripping over his hand and pooling on the floor below. Before he could say anything, Sinistra exploded. Jets of sticky liquid shot out of her pussy at various angles seeking gaps between his fingers. In shock, he pulled his hand away only for the multiple small streams to combine into a single jet that shot out of Aurora’s cunt and spray over his legs.

While the woman screamed her head off, the jet subsided, only for a second stream of liquid to spurt out a second later closely followed by a third. Harry’s legs and feet were drenched in her juices and his mind was melting at the amazing sight he had just witnessed.

“Oh… fuck!” Sinistra eventually managed to slur. “I haven’t cum that hard in years.”

“That was amazing!” Harry gushed.

“Like seeing a woman squirt, eh?” she giggled. “Well, now it’s time for you to stop using your fingers and stick that lovely, big cock of yours in my cunt. Do it!”

Practically trembling with desire, Harry stepped forward and lined the head of his throbbing cock up with her slit. Liquid was still dripping from her and the sight of it drove him wild. Taking a firm grip on the base of his dick, he pushed it into her and gasped as her velvety folds enveloped his manhood.

“Oh, fuck, yes! Fuck me, you Gryffindor bastard, fuck me!”

Needing no further encouragement, Harry thrust himself deep into the woman’s soaking cunt. Sinistra wailed loudly as he began to pound her with his dick.

As he relentlessly fucked his teacher, Harry could only marvel at how lucky he was. Sinistra was an incredible woman with a body like a Goddess. Bending forward slightly, he ran his hands over her smooth body, eventually cupping her magnificent breasts which were as firm as they looked. He was delighted to find her nipples were as hard as diamonds and they pressed into his palms as he eagerly fondled her tits. Not for a moment did he stop ramming his cock into her, though.

Soon, Harry began to feel a familiar pressure building in his loins and he knew he would cum if he didn’t slacken his pace. Fortunately for him, Aurora beat him to it. With a banshee-like cry, she suddenly started to shake before he felt wetness dripping down his legs. He pulled back, only for another jet of liquid to squirt from her pussy, drenching his lower half. There was something hypnotic about the sight and he could only stand and stare as she shot her juices over him.

He’d never felt more turned-on in his life.

“Oh, fucking hell,” Sinistra moaned after the deluge had finally subsided. “Not again. I know I haven’t ever cum that hard before, ever.”

“It was so fucking cool to watch,” Harry told her.

“I bet it was, you dirty bastard. Oh, sweet Merlin, I need to change positions. Fuck, my legs are trembling.”

Harry had to help her as Aurora slid off the desk. Taking a deep breath, the woman then turned and bent forward, gripping the desk in her hands. She looked back over her shoulder questioningly.

“Well?” she demanded. “Are you going to fuck me or are you just going to stand and stare at me with that stupid expression on your face?”

With a grin, Harry stepped forward. He needed to reposition Sinistra a little, making her spread her legs a little wider so she was at the right height. Then, when everything was to his liking, he gripped her hips and slid his throbbing cock back into her. There was a loud squelching sound as he entered her, much to his amusement. Then, once he had fully penetrated her, he began to fuck the sexy teacher roughly once again.

The experience was pure ecstasy. In this position with Sinistra bent over the desk, Harry had a clear view of his cock sliding in and out of her cunt. He let his hands run over her generous arse as he worked, pulling her cheeks apart to grant a better view of her arsehole. He briefly considered plundering that treasure chest of delights but, in his current state, he figured that the woman’s back passage would probably cause him to spunk the second he entered it. He settled for slapping her bum several times, causing her to shriek.

“Oh, God,” Harry gasped after a good five minutes of solid fucking. “I’m so bloody close! We need to change positions.”

“Wow, you’re nearly at your limit, are you? Took you long enough,” Sinistra giggled after he’d pulled out of her and staggered back. “Okay, get on your back and let me do the rest of the work. Tell me when you’re about to cum, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied dropping to the floor and laying there with his swollen dick standing up like a flag pole.

Sinistra came and stood over him. He could only look up at her and gasp. How had he gotten so lucky as to fuck this Amazonian warrior princess? From those rounded limbs to those huge, firm breasts, Aurora was magnificent. He clutched his cock in eager anticipation.

“I’m going to make you cum now, Harry Potter,” she told him in a sultry voice. “I’m going to ride that big dick of yours until you shoot your load. Is that alright with you?”

“Yes, miss!”

“I thought it might be.”

Sinistra dropped to her knees and crawled forward until Harry’s straining cock was nearly touching the wet lips of her cunt. Then, with her eyes never leaving his, she sank down and took his entire length inside her in one smooth motion.

Harry lay there, his body tingling with pleasure as Aurora ground herself down onto him. She was moving vigorously and he was hypnotised by the sight of her tits bouncing up and down. He let his hands run over her now sweaty body, caressing her flesh as he tried desperately to hold in the torrent of spunk that threatened to explode from his cock. Such was his concentration that he was only dimly aware that he was lying in a puddle of the woman’s discharge. Not that he cared.

Eventually, he could take no more. His body screamed for release and he wanted nothing more in the entire world than to shoot his load. As much as he wanted to extend this wonderful experience and reinforce to Sinistra what a great lover he was, his time was up.

“I’m… I’m going to cum!” he managed to exclaim.

Admittedly, he wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Quick as a flash, Sinistra rolled off of him and grabbed his throbbing cock in her hand. With only a moment’s hesitation, she then wrapped her mouth around his shaft and began to suck.

This was too much for him. He’d already been on the verge of ejaculating but to have this lush beauty suddenly start to blow him was the final straw. For a second, he had doubts about whether it was polite to cum in your teacher’s mouth but, he figured, if she put it in her mouth then it was surely an invitation to spunk into it, so he did.

“FUCK!” he roared as the dam broke and he began to pump huge jets of semen into the professor’s warm mouth. Sinistra flinched slightly but kept her lips tightly wrapped around his shaft while pumping his length with her hand.

Again and again, he came, shooting more and more fluid into her. For a moment, Harry feared he was having a stroke such was the intensity of his body’s reaction. It seemed to be going on forever but, still, he kept ejaculating. How had he managed to create so much jizz and where was Sinistra putting it all?

At last, it was over and Harry was still. With wide eyes, he regarded the dark-skinned beauty who continued to imprison the head of his dick in her mouth although her cheeks were bulging. Then, to his amazement, the seal broke and a large glob of creamy cum seeped out of her mouth and dripped down his shaft. Aurora coughed once and then opened her mouth.

Harry had never seen such a mess in his life. Masses of spunk began to gush from her mouth and down her chin. His cock was coated in his own discharge and it ran down his balls and between his legs. Sinistra rose to her knees with streams of his cum dripping down her. She looked down and spat, showering her massive tits in even more of the white liquid and it began to run down further over her body.

It was fair to say, Harry’s mind exploded.

“Oh, my fucking God,” he breathed. “Professor… you’re… you’re…”

“A dirty spunk loving whore?” she suggested.

“I was going to say bloody amazing, actually.”

“Oh, but I am a whore and you can’t imagine how bloody frustrating it is, living and working in this wretched castle. The only men here are either midgets, grumpy old men or idiotic giants! There’s not a single fuckable bloke on the whole staff. Hell, this place is so bereft of talent I had to go to the Triwizard Tournament ball with Mad-Eye Moody. Mad-Eye Moody! I was that bloody desperate.”

“I can’t believe it,” Harry gasped. “Still, I bet you have a good time during the holidays. A woman like you can surely get any bloke she wants.”

“Oh, trust me, the holidays are the only things that keep me going. A second after that school bell rings I’m out of here and heading for the nearest place with hot weather, sandy beaches and guys who want nothing more than to fuck me. Still, if I spot the odd pupil here at Hogwarts who shows talent I’m not above giving them a go. I’m pleased that you at least lived up to those high marks that you were awarded on the bathroom wall.”

“Thank you, ma’am. None of the girls I’ve had was anything like you, though.”

“Ah, that’s sweet of you to say. Remember, though, this stays strictly between the two of us. If I get wind that you’ve been boasting to your mates that you’ve fucked me I swear I will take my wand and blast your balls into the hemisphere. Got that?”

“My lips are sealed!” he assured her hurriedly.

“Good. Who knows, if you keep quiet we might even end up having a little replay of this evening's fun and games at some point. Would you like that?”

“Very much!”

“Excellent,” she laughed. “Now, I think we are both in need of some Cleaning Charms before we get dressed.”

“Yeah, and the floor might need a few, too,” he pointed out, his feet still resting in a pool of the professor’s discharge.

“You might be right,” she agreed. “Hmm, it’s a shame that I can’t leave a mark for you in the girl’s bathroom. The thing is, we teachers generally can work out who has left the graffiti there by the handwriting. I might have some explaining to do if anyone recognises mine! A pity as I would have given you a ten out of ten.”

“Thank you, ma’am. That’s a great honour coming from a hot bitch like you.”

“You’re welcome,” she said, laughing out loud. “Now, let me get my wand and I’ll get us cleaned up.”

Ten minutes later and Harry was clean and fully dressed. He took his leave of the professor and headed out of the classroom in search of some dinner. As he made his way to the Great Hall, he suddenly stopped and looked around.

“I bloody love this school!” he declared to absolutely no-one before continuing on his journey while whistling a happy tune.
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