The Wizarding World�s Whore

Title: The Wizarding World's Whore
Summary: Hogwarts/Harry, Draco/Harry. As the Wizarding World’s gratitude to Harry Potter turned into perverse lust, Harry is used, taken and claimed. Explicit Kinks and Bottom!Harry.
Ratings: Adult, NC-17, Explicit.
Kinks and Warnings: Anal sex, Gang-bang, Whole of Hogwarts against Harry, Orgies, Bestiality, MPreg (with variations), Double Fisting, Double Penetration, Explicit Fetish Nipple-play, Felching, Rimming, Gender-bending, Toys, Multiple Partners, Extreme abuse of Harry's arse, Magicalbeing!Hermaphrodite.

Author's notes: In this chapter, we get to see the pairing a lot of you will like. *grins*

Please also note that I love a stubborn!fighting!Harry and that making him take it up the arse doesn't mean he's weak, or a girl. My Harry-muse just seemed to love the idea of being a size-queen who loves to be filled. So, in this story, he will be as such. *total bottom!Harry whore here* I'm not showing the dominant side of him because I can't picture or write it, to be honest. Just as I can't imagine Draco as a submissive. :D

*drum rolls* On to it~!


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Harry sat at the Gryffindor table for breakfast the next morning, clad in a sheer black silk robe, intricately patterned woollen slippers, and nothing else.

Everything was as normal as they should be. Until the butt plug in his arse started vibrating, sending his fork cluttering into his plate and his hands gripping onto the table. He knew how expressive his face was, and judging from the multiple staring eyes tracking his every moan, concluded that he did not disappoint.

The plug and adornment on him were sent via owl post. Imagine Harry’s surprise when he woke up to see Hedwig and a magnificent downy owl leave a package on his quilt-covered lap. Hedwig had cooed softly at him, nipping at his hand affectionately before taking off. The other, a male owl, it seemed, fluffed his wings then promptly took its leave with a soft hoot.

Draco had taken the opportunity to tease Harry mercilessly when the contents of the packages brought him to a very flushed state. From Lucius’s elegantly cursive, fancy writing to the Potion Master’s perfectly neat one, he’d received instructions to don on the expensive silk robe to breakfast, and to quote from Lucius, to also ’bury the restless little snake in the fiery heat of your chamber’, effectively evoking raucous laughter from Draco with his father’s priceless choice of phrasing.

There was another article of clothing that sent thrills of excitement down his spine, tagged with a note that said ‘For a later, more promising use’. Harry had gone down to the Great Hall in a perpetual state of blush, the thin material of his robe not helping to conceal the erection he sported.

And here he was, contentedly filling his stomach with much needed nutrition when the older men decided to see him squirm. He glanced over to the High Table where some of the staff were taking their leave to prepare their coursework. Lucius, seated at the DADA position, greeted him with a lascivious look while beside him, Severus’s lips twitched a little. His thumb was pressing down on a small buttoned device, Harry saw, and a shudder ran through him when his prostate was softly nudged. Again, and again.

A slight ‘swish’ of a wand somewhere in the crowd of students had Harry’s silk robe inching down his shoulders, slowly parting in the middle to reveal his hairless and rounded chest. He could do nothing to stop this progression of event so he left them to it, aiding them along by shrugging his shoulders a little to let the upper parts of his robe fall under his shoulders. The lower part of his robe separated, exposing his pale thighs little by little.

Then soft fingers were spreading his knees apart, and he startled a little to find a head of shockingly red long hair at his crotch under the table, burying under his still tied robe, seeking for his cock. When Ginny flicked her tongue at his slit teasingly, he cried out, opening his knees wider and supporting himself with his hands behind him on the bench.

It was a change, having a shy female tongue probe around his privates rather than a masculine, knowing one. Ginny got more eager, savouring his taste, licking up every drop of his pre-cum and sucking at the head of his length till he couldn’t stand it anymore.

He trembled a little when another devious mouth went seeking and sucking down his cock, this one being a little bolder. Pansy Parkinson, he vaguely registered through his lust-addled brain, watching the dark head bob around his shaft. Ginny was eagerly sucking at his balls, holding the base of his cock to keep him from coming, while the Slytherin Seventh-Year was laving his prick like a lollipop, thoroughly enjoying his taste.

His thighs were held apart by deceptively strong slender fingers, and then his head was wrenched to the side, Draco’ lips crashing down onto his and tasting of honey, cereal and toast. The students in the hall watched attentively and absorbed the sounds of Harry’s muffled mewls and delighted moans.

Draco groped him without restraint, and just the thought of being touched under everyone’s gazes sent him to his climax. His hips thrust at their own volition into the eager mouths clambering for a taste of his essence, while his panting groans were swallowed by Draco’s calm, yet no less domineering kiss.

He was already lifted and flipped over the wooden table before he could see Draco move. A spell was cast and he was immobile, left calf tied to the Gryffindor bench while the rest of his body lay flat on the table. His wrists and the other leg were similarly tied by ropes to the table, strategically placed between goblets and plates of food. This position left his legs wide spread, and he understood why when the plug within him started vibrating again.

Coming down from his orgasm and no longer in a state of being drugged or exhausted, Harry was now facing this situation wide awake. It was unlike the day before yesterday, when he was in a daze and submitted to the violation. The intensity of the students’ gazes on him made him flush a bright red and start to struggle against the bindings. Draco bunched his silk robes above his spread arse, showing the tightly lodged plug to all and sunder.

Shocked, he lowered his head and continued struggling in vain, fully aware of the things done to him. ‘Stop, Draco…,’ he said weakly, not able to continue his protest as the plug vibrated with more strength, now charmed to thrust into him and jerking him forward with every push, the friction of the wood against his prick making him squeak in embarrassment. Draco’s hands cupped his chin and lifted his face to Lucius and Severus, who were both eyeing him with hardly concealed lust from the staff table.

To his horror, his body got aroused and he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting back onto the plug, whimpering. This earned laughter and whistles from the audience, and he saw the two Professors leaving their table and coming towards him.

Draco released him and pulled him back against his chest, making Harry sit in his lap. He nuzzled affectionately into the smooth neck. ‘Look, they’re coming for you, baby. Are you getting excited? Want to give them a show?’

Harry moaned while Draco dragged his robe open seductively, leaving his upper torso in full view while the garb remained tied at his waist. Wicked hands kneaded his breasts, and a shudder went through him when Lucius and Severus came to a stop right in front, taking in the molestation of his breasts. Harry whimpered at the overpowering presence of the two wizards, filling him with a wash of desire and magic.

‘C’mon, Harry,’ Draco coaxed, grinning at the approval shining in his father’s eyes. ‘Show Father and Sev what you’ve got like you did for me yesterday.’

Harry shivered at the hot breath over his ear, his body already responding on its own accord to the words, and the squeezing hands. The memory surfaced in his mind immediately, and he was no longer aware of being the centre of attention. ‘Yesssss….’ He hissed, unconsciously changing into Parseltongue when the sensation flowed over his breasts.

Draco watched in delight at his father’s and mentor’s expression. Their eyes were fixated at the trickle of creamy white liquid emerging from Harry’s nipples, and he smirked when they wet their lips, leaning forward slightly to take in the sight better.

The next thing Harry knew, he was flung across a broad shoulder and staring down at swishing black robes. ‘Professor…,’ he murmured, sniffing at the slight smell of herbs mingling with the man’s earthy scent. He was carried to the front of the Great Hall and lowered upon the familiar bed.

They fastened a collar around his neck, then leather cuffs at his wrists. Chains shot up from nowhere, hooking and linking the cuffs and collar together, effectively restricting Harry’s arm movements. It was terribly arousing to be at the mercy of these two powerful men. Lucius claimed his lips first, exploring his mouth with finesse. Then he pulled off, the trail of saliva hanging between them broken by Severus, who descended without a pause, vulture-like and ravishing his mouth thoroughly.

‘Let us feed from you, Harry…,’ Lucius drawled, his voice uncharacteristically laced with urgency and a little desperation. Harry arched up, replying with his body, and sure enough, they slid down, clamped their mouths over his leaking nipples and started suckling hard without preamble.

Harry writhed the moment his nipples were engulfed. The two slick mouths tugging and pulling the milk out of him sent waves of lust coursing through his body. He could only succumb to their clever ministrations, gasping and mewling, alternating between watching their heads burrowing into his chest and digging his own head back onto the bed. They feasted and drank from him like he was the finest cuisine in the world, eyes closed and swallowing intently.

They pulled his robes even further down, so that Harry was now covered only at the waist and little else. He was so sensitized, the mere sliding of silk down his back made him moan, and he lifted his chest up to receive more of the wonderful suction. He took in the sight of their mouths overflowing with his milk, bathing his breasts and the valley in between with white liquid…

The students watched, mesmerized. Their eyes followed when Draco Malfoy joined the older men and took Harry’s cock into his mouth. He mimicked their suction, illiciting more cries from the smaller boy and making him buck wildly into all three mouths devouring him.

Lucius sudden question of ‘How’s my restless little snake doing?’ sent the other two chuckling. Draco, mouth still around Harry’s prick, reached down to pull at the vibrating plug. Severus, still intently sipping, inserted two dry fingers into Harry’s channel along with the plug and twisted them in the slickness. ‘Basking in the fiery heat of his chamber,’ he drawled in that sexy baritone voice and smirked, changing Harry’s giggle into a moan as he scissored his fingers in him.

Severus slid them out, released the abused nipple with a ‘slurp’ and proceeded to lick at his coated fingers. ‘Amazing…,’ he whispered, before letting Lucius have a taste. Lucius did not disappoint, letting out a low growl while licking the fingers clean. His eyes were now shrouded in grey, deeply enticing and piercing.

‘My chamber. Now.’

And they left with lightning speed, carrying Harry bridal-styled out of the Great Hall with Draco in tow, smirking.


‘Change,’ Severus instructed, giving the package that Draco brought with him to Harry. Harry understood and nodded shakily, shutting himself in the bathroom.

The three of them looked at each other for a while, silently communicating with their eyes. Lucius poured champagne for them all and they gulped it down, nodding their thanks. He was leaning against the bar while Severus stood by the window, his arms crossed. His son sprawled on the couch and smirked mischievously at them both. There was no need for words as they waited for Harry to finish.

There was a click from the bathroom door. At last, they thought…

And were stunned by the sight that greeted them. Despite all previous fantasies and wondrous dreams of the Boy-Who-Lived, they were still caught unprepared at the slim figure emerging awkwardly, chewing at his bottom lip.

Harry was clad in a cream lace-trimmed babydoll, matching G-string, stockings and heels, the colour bringing out his pale compexion. The almost transparent material left nothing to the imagination, parting in the middle to reveal his smooth belly. The sheer mesh nightie was tied together at the centre of his chest by a satin ribbon that cascaded luxuriously down his torso. Those long, lean legs rippled under the translucent stockings and ended with heels that lengthened his legs even further. There were ruffles and lace along the shoulder straps and hems, in stark contrast against his pink skin. His breasts were hugged comfortably and accentuated by the soft material, rose-flushed nipples clearly visible and teasing the three staring men.

Their gazes trailed down to those flared hips brought out by the thin G-string. Harry’s hands were hovering over that area, slightly embarrassed and attempting to cover his visible bulge filling the tiny garment entirely. He had never worn female lingerie before, and he squirmed at the piercing gazes he was attracting.

‘Oh god, Harry…,’ Draco said huskily, taking in the slender, almost elfin beauty before him. He knew that Harry had a slightly softer body structure, but damn, his lover looked bloody gorgeous in lace!

Harry took in their desirous expressions, a little amazed that he could bring out such reactions from the three usually stoic men. He personally thought they were too ambitious, trying to make him look like a female, but apparently he left out the fact that he has breasts now. Or perhaps it was his hair, since it had grown a bit longer to frame his small face in untamed curls…

A smile slowly inched onto his face. Getting bolder, he rolled his shoulders and turned around slowly, letting them view the long arch of his spine and his bottom that was left bare other than the strip of fabric digging into his crease. All three hitched a breath as they watched those round, tight cheeks clench at them spasmodically, indicating what was to come.

Both of the older wizards rushed forward in an instant, unable to resist any longer. They pawed at him, Lucius at his back and Severus in front, lavishing hungy kisses upon his neck. ‘Hmmm…,’ Harry purred, delighted at making them lose control so easily. Severus pinched his ass while Lucius’s hands roamed up his sheer nightie to stroke his torso.

‘You have no idea how edible you look right now…,’ Lucius groaned into his skin. ‘We want to worship your pretty body, sip your nectar down, and take you right in front of your boyfriend…’ Harry looked over Severus’s head at a sly-looking Draco, who was already seated at a chair and fisting the cock hanging out of his trousers. He grinded his own crotch against the Potion Master’s hard cock, earning a nip at his ear and a slurred ‘Minx.’

Severus looked up at the blonde. ‘I won the bet, Lucius,’ he stated, smirking slightly. Lucius inclined his head, acquiescing to his friend’s unspoken request and remembering their deal. The dark-haired man bent Harry down over Lucius’s study table, impatient hands pulling the lacy underwear down his thighs. The blonde paid no heed to the things scattering off his desk, instead positioning himself at the other end of his table at Harry’s head. He shoved his cock past the waiting lips just as Severus thrust his tongue in and started working at Harry’s hole. The smaller boy’s moans and whimpers were creating wonderful sensations along his hard member, and Lucius fucked his mouth firmly, not holding back.

‘Tastes good, Sev?’ Draco drawled from his position on the chair that was mysteriously inching closer every minute. He shivered at the sight of his godfather’s face plastered against Harry’s crack, sipping at the sweet juice and loving it.

‘Absolutely divine,’ the dark-haired man drawled, lunging forward again to stretch the passage. Harry jerked with every flicker and thrust of Severus’ wicked tongue and he took all of Lucius in till the cock was lodged in his throat. Then he hummed and rippled his muscles, causing the older blonde to grunt and fist his hair.

Severus rimmed Harry till he was crying for more against Lucius’s prick, then spread those cheeks wide apart and plunged his cock in directly. Harry screamed, the vibrations around Lucius’s cock sending him swearing. The dark-haired man grinned, pulling both of Harry’s legs up and placing them bent on the desk so he was wide open and allowed Severus better access. ‘You’re made for this, Potter. So tight and hot…’

Draco took pictures with the camera he loaned from Creevey, unable to resist the image Harry presented with his body prone on the desk, head and arse hanging out and orifices filled from both ends by two powerful, strong males. Harry’s hands were scrabbling and tugging at Lucius’s trousers, bracing himself for every big thrust. Draco leaned forward to get an angled close-up of Harry’s dark nipples soaking his babydoll, missing the taste already and salivating at the thought.

Harry was in bliss, the thought of finally bringing pleasure to these two wizards making him sigh in pleasure. He could feel the length of Severus’s cock plunging his depths, the slight curve of his member hitting the correct spot every time. Those potion-stained hands were bruising his hips. Clinging to the hot cock so harshly screwing him into the desk, he tried to memorise every ridge and vein, reacting to the fucking by clenching his arse tightly. ‘Come insssside me…,’ he hissed, employing Parseltongue to convey his pleasure.

Not surprisingly, both men thrust more frantically into him at that sound, and he had to grip the base of Lucius’s cock to keep him from cumming. Severus exploded within him, lunging far and deep and stilling to deposit his seed. Harry felt the load shoot up his belly and climaxed convulsively, screaming his completion into Lucius’s crotch. He hummed appreciatively at the feeling of warm fluid, inwardly grinning at Lucius’s cry of frustration.

‘I want your cum in my arssse, Luciussss,’ Harry hissed deliberately, giving Severus’s cock one last squeeze before he slid out. Like he’d expected, Lucius had disappeared in an instant, making his presence known not more than a second later, pushing in one swift thrust into Harry’s loose passage. Harry moaned and pushed himself back to sheath that long cock to the hilt, his channel feeling a little tender. His hips were lifted so that his arse was in the air.

Severus came up in front of him to smear his juices all over his face. This is so like him, Harry thought, to mark his possession and assert his claim this way. He obediently opened his mouth at a nudge from the cock, drinking down the taste of his arse and the Potion Master’s essence.

As before, the fast movements providing friction to his inner walls sent him reeling. Harry marveled at the similarities between father and son, down even to the way they fuck. Lucius’s weight was bulkier in contrast to Draco’s lean build, though, and Harry quite like the way he was pinned immobile by a larger, harder body that was eagerly using his body. Both their cocks were smooth and long and felt like satin. ‘Oh god…fuck me harder, faster, LUCIUS!!’ he hissed in Parseltongue, arousing the other three further at the sibilant sounds.

Over and over, Lucius drove into him, chafing his passage and kneading at his sweaty arse. The tips of blonde hair on his back tickled him, adding to the tingling sensations shooting up his body. ‘Your hole is…fuck…wet and leaking like a cunt…You want Severus and I, don’t you, little slut?’ Lucius said breathlessly, all the while thrusting relentlessly. Harry released a chain of moans around his mouthful of cock, his body arching wantonly.

Severus reached under his sheer nightie to cup at his jiggling tits, flicking his fingers at the leaking nubs. He felt Draco inch towards him and slid his hands down his belly to his cock, then pumped it hard and fast. ‘Come for us, baby,’ the blonde rasped, taking in the erotic image of his lover clad in female lingerie on all fours and being fucked.

Harry needed no more urging and bucked his hips forward, spurting his creamy load all over Lucius’s polished desk. Severus came in his mouth, all the vibrations from Harry’s throat stealing another release from him. Harry choked a little, not swallowing fast enough as he relished in his own orgasm. His muscles rippled mercilessly against the length in him, and he cried out in triumph when Lucius finally lost control, shooting jets and jets of cum into him, flooding his insides.

In an instant, he was flipped over to lie flat on the wooden surface with Lucius’s prick still languidly milking itself in slow thrusts. He was flushed, panting and soaking his outfit with his lactation. Draco loomed over him, frantically pumping himself. Harry murmured words of encouragement and reached out to stroke his balls, arching when Draco’s seed splattered all over his white babydoll. Swiping his fingers over the cum and making a show out of sucking them off, he stared at them with gleaming, dark green eyes.

Severus loomed over to place a full kiss on his lips and whisper into his ear.

‘Our time with you is far from over, Mr. Potter.’

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TBC.


Methinks this chapter is a little short. Do you? Well, its just part one...^_^ LM/HP/SS!!! With Draco participating!

I love your reviews!! They make me really happy~ And when I'm happy I write more...:D


To leewrites: I agree with what you say, really. :) We can't deny that Harry is indeed powerful and has a determined personality. I like that about him too. It is true that he can learn a lot from the women, and I agree totally that a true submissive can control his experience. However, that isn't really the reason I write this story, lol. I wanted to show how he willingly submits and trusts others to take care of him, so the 'dominant' side of him will be mentioned, but not focused too much on. Besides, though Harry is a bottom here, he is really subtly controlling others' actions, like Draco's for instance, who cares and caters to him. XDDD
Thank you though, I will keep our words in mind.

To tie me up. tie me down.: Thank you! The chapter was needed because I believe Harry needs time to really process it.

To sa: I'll indeed be focusing on slash, and Harry lactating has always been one of my fantasies *blushes* Glad to know you like it too. I've hardly seen Hagrid/Harry so I wanna try it, mainly because Hagrid's also important to Harry. I needed to give the couple some alone fluff time, and there will of course be DP!! That's my/Harry's kink! *winks*

To celestialuna: Thank you! *heart*

To bumblebee: Yay! I can hardly wait too. XD The idea of feeding from Harry has always been my naughty lil' secret. And yes, LM/HP/SS! *chants*

To Fatality: I do my best. *grins* Thank you!

To Belladonna_LaMorte: Thank you! There will be more of LM/HP/SS. I personally can't see Harry as a top =/ I gather he'll make a really hot, sexy bottom/whore who will drive his top crazy(in lust). Have you read a lot of good whore!Harry fics? Link me! Haha, perhaps many writers think so too. What do you mean JK's missed out on something? XD

To Mekan: I love it too! Harry deserves some tender loving care and Draco wants to give it. And Padfoot/Harry...one of the HOTTEST thing out there. *is thrilled*


Alright...when I've revived from the hotness that is Lucius, Severus and Draco combined...I'll continue writing....*mutters*