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            Harry was sitting at the desk in his private flat naked, in his harness, and his rubber cock deep inside of him working on a paper for Charms class one evening. He paused in his writing to reach for his coffee cup and leaned back. He felt the rubber cock shifting inside of him as he leaned back in his chair. He sighed as he felt it press against his prostate. That felt good to him. Angus had gone visiting as Harry told him he planned on staying in tonight. Harry’s mind drifted and he thought of what had happened over the last few weeks. He had enjoyed the Christmas Holidays and was a bit disappointed when the guys couldn’t come back for the New Year’s Eve. But Neville had sent him an invitation to his house for the party that his grandmother hosted and he was glad he did. It had given him the opportunity to meet more people. Having Dumbledore telling him he needed to go back to the Dursleys for his own safety had been the only bug in his evening until the Lady Longbottom told Dumbledork to back off. Dumbledore did, knowing full well what her temper was like when pushed to that edge. He had no wish to match his wand against hers. So Dumbledore chose a corner to sit down in and shut up. But that didn’t guarantee his behavior as he tried to plant a tracker on Harry. Neville found it when he escorted Harry to the fireplace at the end of the party. Harry smiled as Neville growled. Other than that the party had been fun. Harry danced a few times with various females, talked to a number of people, helped ring in the New Year, and had a good time. Naturally Dumbledore called him to his office and tried to guilt trip Harry but Harry wasn’t going to stand for it. As soon as Dumbledore started in on him, Harry stood up and walked out. He could hear Dumbledore yelling for him to return as he got to the bottom of the stairs. Harry kept on going until he got to his flat. He went down to the spell practice room in his trunk and threw numerous spells at the targets until he had worn himself out. For the next two weeks or so Dumbledore had avoided him and that was fine. Then he had the encounter with Ernie and that had been fun. Harry stood up and stretched, feeling everything popping in his body. He sat down once more and looked over the paper he had been writing for Charms and liked what he wrote. He did one more paragraph to close the paper and then slid the parchment into his pack for the next day. He headed to bed after cleaning up and stripping everything off him.

            Shiro was in the room of requirement when Harry arrived the next morning. They got right into it, starting their stretches and going from there.

            “I hear the old man called you in on his carpet,” Shiro said.

Harry paused. “The old man was giving me the old song and dance about how I should be with the Dursleys for my safety. I’ve told him many a time I was never safe there but he don’t listen or doesn’t want to hear anything I say.”

Shiro sighed. “So why is he still here?”

            “My guess is that he’s got something on Fudge to keep him from tossing him out,” Harry theorized. “Perhaps I should play that card too.”

Shiro went to work on arm curls. “Be careful then. He just might make it backfire on you.”

Harry nodded as he spotted Shiro. “I need to think this through first.”

Harry did. By the end of the day he was convinced it wouldn’t work so he decided not to do it. It would be more trouble than it was worth and harry was sure the old man was a much better player at the game than he was. He settled down in his easy chair to relax and meditate as he usually did at the end of a busy day. Harry had two reasons for doing that. One was to organize and clear his mind of his thoughts and the second was to try and bring forth his animal. James, Remus, and Sirius had taught him all he needed to know about becoming Animagus and James had directed Harry to where he could find the notebook with all of the information. For the last few days Harry had felt like he was either a four legged animal or one with wings. The thought suddenly occurred to him that he might have two forms. He decided to go back to Potter Manor this weekend and talk to the Marauders about that possibility. Harry smiled as he thought of having two forms. The possibilities were endless.

            Right after dinner Friday night Harry portkeyed over to Potter Manor. He entered the library where everybody was and they were pleased to see him. Harry explained why he was there and Remus thought about that for a bit.

            “Very possible,” he said after a few moments. “There have been recorded cases where a witch or wizard had more than one form and that was because they were very powerful.”

            “So now you need to split your attention between both, Harry. Work on one form one night and then the second one the next night,” Sirius advised. “Follow the notebook we gave you and you should be okay.”

            “Merlin,” James grinned. “Two forms. Your Mum and I knew you would be powerful Harry, but not this powerful. I’m proud of you son.”

            “So are we,” Sirius and Remus said at the same time.

Harry sat down in one of the easy chairs in the library and began to meditate as they watched him. He began to experience the feeling of being in flight. He let himself go into the feeling and suddenly he was seeing through the eyes of the bird. He knew he was a bird. He watched the ground below him and when he saw a stream of water he dived down to it and landed on a branch that hung over the tiny pond. He looked down into the water hoping to see his reflection and saw a big brown bird looking back at him. Harry tried to commit to memory every detail he could so he could find the bird in question later in the Potter library. He leaped off the branch and continued to fly until something snapped him out of his meditation. He looked into the concerned eyes of Jonathan.

            “Harry, are you okay?” James shouted.

Harry got out of his chair and moved to the book on the podium in front of him. “I am looking for information on a certain bird.”

People listened as Harry described the bird.

            “Falcon. Has to be,” James said suddenly.

Remus grinned. “I wouldn’t be surprised about that one. Harry is an aces flier on his broom. Takes after you James.”

James laughed out loud as Lily beamed. “How wonderful!” she said.

Harry turned from the podium with a book in hand. “Got it in one. I’m a Peregrine Falcon actually. I’m going to enjoy reading up on this one.”

            “Don’t just read up on it, Harry. Study it. Read everything you possibly can on it. You need to know everything you can on the bird. You need to be able to live and breathe it,” Lily said. “Same thing for your land based one when you do find out about it.”

Harry nodded. “Four legs. That’s my only clue at the moment. I feel like I’m on four legs.”

            “That narrows it down considerably,” Remus said. “Anything you can add to that?”

Harry paused. “Yes, now that you mention that. I don’t feel like I’m a huge animal, either. I feel like I’m a smaller one, like maybe a dog or something similar.”

            “Well don’t push it. Let it come naturally. In the meantime now that you know one form, go read the pages about transforming and practice it carefully,” Sirius said.

Harry nodded. “Okay. I will. I promise to be careful too.”

Harry spent the rest of the evening pursuing everything he could about his bird. He returned to his flat round one in the morning and went to bed.

            Gryffindor was playing Slytherin in a Quidditch match the next morning. Harry groaned as the Gryffindor house team got beaten badly. If he was out there playing as he should be that wouldn’t have happened. McGonagall looked very unhappy and Harry decided to avoid her for the rest of the weekend. He met up with Oliver Wood in the great hall as Harry was walking in to get lunch. Harry had taken to sitting at the end of the Gryffindor house table for all of his meals. Oliver sat down across from him and Harry looked up in surprise.

            “Hi Oliver, what’s going on?” Harry asked.

Oliver sighed and Harry noted he didn’t sound happy. “Damn it Harry, I didn’t want to end my Hogwarts career this way.”

Harry suddenly remembered that this was Oliver’s last year here. “That sucks.”

            “I know, and it’s because of Ron getting everybody so fired up against you. I went to see McGonagall and we discussed the situation. If you were to rejoin the team now it would be far too late to make any kind of a difference. So at a team meeting an hour ago I resigned from the team. I need to concentrate on what studies I have left here to try and leave here with really good marks. I’ve had a few offers from various professional Quidditch teams to come see them and I will pursue them,” Oliver said.

Harry nodded as he bit into his pastrami sub. “Good for you. Are you planning on going for some kind of career? Be nice to do something in the off season.”

            “Funny you should mention that. I have plans to go to a muggle university and get a degree in business management. I talked to somebody in the Ministry while getting my apparating license and they said that would carry a lot of weight at the Ministry,” Oliver said.

            “Then go for it,” Harry said.

            “I am,” Oliver said as harry felt his foot nudge his.

He smiled as he had the idea of what Oliver really wanted. Oliver wanted to play.

            Harry led Oliver up to his private flat and inside. Oliver looked around and smiled when he saw it. Harry could tell he liked it.

            “This is a nice place, Harry. A few of us wondered where you went to. Glad you found a secure place to be in. I like the décor,” Oliver said.

            “I’ve had an interest in the Japanese culture for a long time but never had the chance to really explore it until Shiro came along. We work out in the room of requirement every morning. He’s been teaching me karate and kickboxing,” Harry said.

            “I’ve seen that on the telly back home during my summer breaks. Some of the matches I’ve seen were great,” Oliver said.

            “I’ve seen a few matches myself and they are interesting to watch,” Harry said. “Would you like a drink?”

Oliver shook his head. “No thanks, Harry. Appreciate the offer though.”

Oliver moved in on Harry. He put his arms around Harry and they kissed. Harry moaned softly and shivered as he felt the pleasure race through him.

            “If you liked that then you will like what I’m going to do to you Harry Potter,” Oliver grinned at him.

Harry led him into the bedroom and Oliver sat on the bed. “Strip off, Harry. I want to see that muscular body of yours.”

Oliver had heard the whispers of how awesome Harry looked with all of the muscle he was gaining and had gotten a glimpse once in the shower room before Harry left Gryffindor tower. He grinned as Harry’s body came into view as Harry stripped off.

            “Wow, Harry, you look awesome!” Oliver declared. “Those tattoos are a nice touch.”

Harry smiled as he turned round to give Oliver a frontal view of his body. Oliver reached for Harry’s cock and it came to life in his right hand as Harry moved in closer. Oliver stroked it for a few minutes. He let go and stripped off in front of Harry and Harry got to see what Oliver was hiding in his pants.

            “I like yours Oliver,” Harry grinned.

Both of them moved in and started kissing each other as their hands explored each other’s body. They fell onto Harry’s bed after a few minutes with Harry on the bottom. That gave Oliver the chance to start exploring Harry, and he did so, using his mouth, hands, and fingers. His fingers played with a nipple as he licked, sucked, and bit the right one making Harry writhe underneath him. Oliver felt Harry’s erection pressing against his stomach and he knew the boy was hot to trot. Oliver reached down and pulled up his erection and put it up next to Harry’s hard cock and pressed down on it and moved up and down. The result was better than he hoped. Harry shivered and moaned in pleasure as he felt his cock moving between the both of them. He shuddered as the pleasure got even more intense when he felt a finger rubbing the surface of his anus.

            “Ollie, that feels good,” Harry whimpered. “I want your cock inside of me!”

Oliver smiled as he bent down over Harry.

            “Oh you will, Harry. You’ll get my big ten inch deep inside you. You’ll like having it deep inside of you as it gives you my cum,” Oliver breathed into Harry’s right ear.

Harry moaned out loud as he felt something happen inside of his balls and he knew he was going to cum any moment.

            “I’m going to cum,” he sighed.

Oliver moved fast, sliding his mouth down over Harry’s tingling erection and began sucking hard while using the finger inside Harry to locate his prostate and tickle it. That was too much for Harry as his eyes nearly rolled up into his head and his body convulsed.

            “Here… it… cums!” Harry panted, his orgasm taking over.

Harry groaned as he felt his orgasm wash over him, felt his cum shoot out of his hard cock and into Oliver’s mouth. Oliver sucked it all up until Harry couldn’t give any more. Oliver reached for his pants and withdrew a packet of lube and put a bit on his cock, pointed it into the entry of Harry’s anus, and pushed it in. Harry groaned as he felt Oliver’s cock slide into him without stopping. He grabbed at Oliver.

            “Fuck me Oliver. Fuck me with that hard piece of wood you shoved into me,” Harry panted as Oliver chuckled at Harry’s choice of words.

He changed his position just a bit and then went to it, fucking Harry slow at first and then gradually picking up speed as he went. Harry panted as he felt Oliver’s cock moving deep inside of him. Oliver was really enjoying this as he didn’t have a girlfriend at the moment. He liked Harry and respected him and he was glad that Harry was open to the idea of having sex with him. Oliver resolved to do this more often with Harry.

            “Oh Harry you’re so tight I love this it feels so fucking awesome!” Oliver growled as he continued to fuck Harry, feeling the rise of pleasure.

            “Oliver you’re awesome. Your cock feels great inside of me!” Harry panted.

Oliver felt a tingle in his cock and he knew he was about to cum. “I’m going to cum.”

Oliver shuddered as the feeling got too much and he felt the rush of cum pass through his cock deep inside of Harry. Oliver moaned as he ejaculated deep inside of Harry, enjoying the pleasure. He eventually slowed down once he stopped cumming and then stopped. He sighed as he felt his cock deflate and leave Harry. He crawled up on the bed with Harry and pulled the covers over the both of them. They snuggled down and talked for the next hour before going to sleep. Harry enjoyed being with Oliver and hoped they would do it again soon.

            Sunday afternoon Harry was accosted by the Weasley twins. Both of them were beaming and Harry wondered if he was safe.

            “Uh, are you guys pissed off at me?” Harry asked.

            “Not at all, Harry. On the contrary,” Fred put his arm around Harry.

            “We do bring good tidings,” George grinned.

Harry thought about that for a moment and then it dawned on him. “You guys took Ron under control. Your dad went for it?”

Both of the twins laughed. “He did, we did, and he sends you permission to use Ginny’s life debt to control her.”

George handed over a bit of parchment with Arthur’s writing on it. Harry read the parchment and nodded as he tucked it away inside his robe.

            “Thank you. I’ll come up with the right terms and approach Ginny with it later. I’ll keep you informed,” Harry said.

            “Would you like to come and see ickle Ronniekins?” Fred asked.

Harry smiled and followed the twins to their hideout. Harry found Ronnie bare ass naked and he had his hands strapped to a bench forcing him to stand bent over. There were six neat red stripes over his butt. Ronnie inhaled sharply when he saw Harry enter.

            “Hello Ron,” Harry smiled. “So nice to see you.”

            “Harry help me!” Ron pleaded. “The twins have lost their minds!”

Harry picked up a switch and twirled it in his right hand for a moment as he looked at a terrified Ron. Ron’s eyes got bigger when he figured it out.

            “Harry, I’m your best mate. You gotta help me out here,” Ron blubbered as he started to cry. “I’m sorry for everything.”

Harry leaned against one of the tables in the play area. “Why should I believe you? You took money from Dumbledork to spy on me. Potter money. Potter money that Dumbledork stole from me. Why did you do that?”

Ron looked away from Harry and then jumped when Harry struck him on the bare butt with the switch, adding another stripe.

            “Pay attention when I’m talking to you,” Harry snapped. “Why?”

Ron turned to face Harry and Harry could see that Ron’s face was all red from anger.

            “I’ll tell you why, asshole!” Ron roared. “I’m tired of the Weasley family being fucking dirt poor. I’m tired of being pushed aside and fucking compared to asshole Percy, asshole Charlie, the asshole twins, and asshole Bill, for being fucking greater than me. I could fucking care less that Percy is in the Ministry. I could fucking care less that Charlie is a dragon handler. I could fucking care less that Bill is a curse breaker for Gringotts. I could fucking care less that the fucking twins are the great pranksters of Hogwarts! I hate my mother for being such a bossy, controlling bitch that she is! I hate Ginny for being a kniving bitch that she is, always trying to suck up to you! I am pissed off at Dad for holding us back with his fucking worthless job and not having the balls to be aggressive in the Ministry and moving up in the ranks to be somebody important! Dumbledore made me an offer I couldn’t refuse! I would get money for informing him of everything you said and did. To know the money was coming from you was even better! I wasn’t going to settle for just a tiny handout, I wanted a lot of it and Dumbledore is too fucking dumb to refuse me! I am loads better than you at Quidditch! I want your fucking fame, I want your fucking money! So fuck off, Potter!”

Harry nodded, and then moved behind Ron as Arthur, Bill, Percy, Charlie, and the twins appeared. Harry looked up and nodded as Ron turned really pale.

Arthur nodded to Harry. “It seems the spanking that the twins gave Ron didn’t quite sink in so I guess I’ll have to give Ron another one. Perhaps that one will sink in. His brothers do have some words for him too. As for Molly and Ginny, they will be brought under control. I know that Ginny owes you a life debt. I am formally asking you if it can be transferred to me. Keeping Ginny under control is the last thing you need.”

Harry smiled. “Done and done.”

            “In the meantime please help yourself to a bit of pleasure.”

Harry turned to Ron as he opened his jeans and stepped forward.

            Ron appeared behind the twins at dinnertime and Harry smiled as he saw the collar round Ron’s neck and the now very short hair on his head. Harry wondered if they would do the same to Ginny. People were pointing to Ron as he walked behind the twins. McGonagall looked on with a surprised look on her face and Snape had a big smile on his face. Harry suddenly hoped the greasy git wasn’t getting any ideas. Dumbledore leaned back in his chair but said nothing. Neither did the guests, people from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, and the Aurors. It was Family business as it was obvious that the older brothers had to bring a younger sibling under control. A number of people secretly wished the Weasley twins had done it a long time ago. Harry sat in his customary place at the back end of the Gryffindor house table. Shiro joined him there and he had a smile on his face.

            “About damned time they took him under control,” Shiro growled. “Now maybe we can get some peace in the tower.”

Harry grinned as he leaned forward. “Oh they certainly did. His Dad invoked Family Law to do it. I can tell you for certain that Ronnie got his butt striped, and I got to fuck it. I wore a condom so I wouldn’t catch anything from him. He needs his mouth and his ass washed out.”

Shiro grinned at that. “Good for him. He needs it. Now I can start working on getting you back in there and it shouldn’t be too hard.”

Harry grinned. “Thanks man. Anything you can do is appreciated.”

            “If I work things right we could stage one hell of an orgy in the commons room,” Shiro suggested. “Wouldn’t that be fun?”

Harry grinned. “It would be. If we do have one the first rule would be to go easy on the firsties. In fact, if we can seduce them and give them private lessons in sex, that would make it even easier to have one.”

Shiro smiled at the thought. “Shall I talk to the others?”

            “Yes, and include Oliver Wood in on the fun. We had fun the other night,” Harry said.

Shiro smiled. “This is going to be a lot of fun.”

Harry smiled again at the thought of having a firstie in his bed.

            The opportunity came two days later as Harry headed into a third floor bathroom with the latest Quidditch magazine in hand. He stopped when he thought he heard someone crying in there. He went to one section of stalls and didn’t see any closed. He tried the left side ones and found a door closed and it sounded like the crying was coming from inside the closed one. Harry knocked on the door and the crying immediately stopped.

            “Hey, are you okay? Are you hurt? Can I help you?” Harry asked.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. Harry tried again.

            “Whatever the problem is I won’t tell anybody else. It will be between you and me, okay?” Harry said.

A moment later the lock on the door was opened and Harry gently pushed on the door to find a little boy perched on the toilet. Harry thought he was cute. Long brown hair tied in a ponytail, hazel colored eyes clouded with tears, a slightly rounded pale face, a button nose, and faint red lips completed his beauty. He had his hands in his crotch.

            “I… I hurt… I hurt my… thing,” the little boy trembled.

Harry knelt on the floor in front of him. “Can I see?”

The little boy moved his hands and Harry looked to see the head of the little boy’s penis inside the foreskin. What Harry could see of it looked an angry red. Harry instantly realized that the little boy had rubbed it raw.

            “If you are willing to come with me I can put something on it to make it feel better,” Harry said. “My name is Harry and I’m from Gryffindor House.”

            “Webster, Terry Webster. I’m a firstie in Gryffindor House. The Japanese kid named Shiro said you were cool,” the boy peeped.

Harry smiled. “Shiro is a good friend of mine.”

Terry stood up and pulled up his boxers and pants. Harry took his hand and led him to his flat. Terry looked around as Harry led him inside. He sat down on the couch as Harry went into the bathroom for the first aid kit. He came out and set it on the coffee table in front of him. He turned to Terry and pulled his shoes off. Terry stood up and removed his robes and school tie. Harry helped him out of his pants and boxers. Terry lay back on pillows stacked up behind him and watched Harry deal with his problem. Harry slowly peeled the foreskin back to find a real mess in there. Harry clucked and reached for a cotton pad. He carefully wiped away the secretions and cleaned up the head and in back of the head. He reached for the first aid salve.

            “This is magical first aid cream, Terry. I’m going to apply it and you need to relax for a bit as it goes to work on you. It should clear up your problem in a few minutes,” Harry said.

Terry nodded and watched Harry apply it carefully.

            “It tingles,” he said after a minute.

Harry nodded. “Good. That means it’s working.”

Harry worked on it for a few minutes more and then let it go. Terry looked at his dick as it was not standing up stiffly.

            “Why does it do that?” he asked.

Harry smiled and went to the bookcase to locate a book he had gotten when he started looking for his answers. He came back to the couch and sat down next to Terry.

            “Terry, I will teach you everything you want to know about yourself. These are things that every little boy like you needs to know,” Harry said, opening the book. “Let’s start here.”

Harry spent the next hour teaching Terry everything the little boy wanted to know. Terry soaked up the knowledge like a sponge, and by the time he was done asking questions and examining himself he was satisfied with what Harry told him.

            “Thank you big brother,” Terry cried, throwing his arms around Harry’s neck.

As Harry hugged the little boy back he felt a very warm feeling from deep inside. He knew he had done a good thing in helping Terry. Harry got him dressed after examining his penis once more and it had healed up nice. Harry escorted Terry back to Gryffindor tower for bed.

            The next afternoon McGonagall held Harry back in her class. Harry remained in his seat until she approached him. He offered up his essay homework and she took it from him.

            “Thank you Mr. Potter,” she said, taking it from him. “Do you know a first year named Terry Webster?”

Harry hoped he didn’t get him in trouble. “Yeah. Is he in trouble?”

            “No, Mr. Potter, and neither are you. He has been telling his friends that you were cool and that you helped him with a problem,” she said.

            “Did he tell them what that was?” Harry asked.

McGonagall nodded. “He did. I was extremely shocked by what he said at first. I approached him later and had a private conversation with him and he admitted to it all. He told me how you helped him and I told him he was not in trouble. I told him he should send his first year friends to you if they needed help too. Twenty five points to you, Mr. Potter, for teaching young Mr. Webster for what he should have known.”

Harry felt good deep inside that he had helped somebody, and McGonagall had just made it easy for him to seduce the first years.

            “How many first years do we have up there?” Harry asked.

McGonagall had to think for a moment. “About a dozen.”

            “We could start a big brothers club,” Harry said, his mind now working on the problem. “Match up a first year with another boy, fourth year and up. He helps the first year boy get used to life round the castle and so on.”

            “Mr. Potter, that is an excellent idea. I shall see to it immediately,” McGonagall said. “But not Mr. Ronald Weasley. He is a bit too immature for the job.”

Harry agreed immediately. He couldn’t wait to tell the others.

            They met in the Weasley hideout. Harry related his news and the incident to the others. Cedric leaned back with a smile on his face.

            “Harry, that is a brilliant idea. I’m going to talk to some of the guys in my house. They would go for that in a heartbeat,” Cedric said. “I’ve got one Hufflepuff firstie in mind.”

The other guys laughed. Neville smiled.

            “Terry Webster. He is cute, and so is Aaron Nelson. I’ve been watching the both of them,” Neville said.

            “Play it right and you can catch Aaron,” Harry said. “I plan on hitting the library on Thursday evening from now on and letting Terry know that I’ll be hanging out in there on Thursdays from now on. I’m sure he’ll bring some of his friends to meet me there.”

            “Good plan,” Fred said. “George and I have been watching Brett Masters. The kid is a prankster even though his pranks are little kid stuff.”

They all laughed at that one. Brett Masters had been entertaining up to now. The kid was cute, black hair cut short, deep tanned skin, crystal clear blue eyes, and a smile that hinted at mischief. Harry liked the kid.

            “Then go for it,” Harry said. “Just go easy on him at first, don’t want to scare him off.”

Neville groaned. “One Weasley is enough. Two of them are bad. A Weasley apprentice is even worse. Hogwarts is in trouble.”

The Weasley Twins grinned at that one. Harry had the feeling that life was going to get interesting very soon.

            Harry settled into a comfortable chair in the library Thursday evening and cracked open a book. It was a fictionalized piece about a wizard explorer going round the world in the early nineteen hundreds and discovering things and having great adventures doing it. Harry looked up every now and then just to glance around and see what was going on. He went back to the book and got so involved in it that he didn’t see Terry come up to him.

            “Harry,” he heard a whisper and looked up.

Terry stood there and Harry had to smile. “Hey, what’s up?”

            “I was wondering if you could help us,” he asked.

Harry looked up to see a few of the first year Gryffindor boys looking over at them. Harry closed his book and walked over to see what was going on.

            “We don’t understand the assignment McGonagall gave us,” Terry explained.

Harry took a seat and Terry sat in the one next to Harry on his right. Harry looked at the paper and read it for a moment. He gathered his thoughts together and then started explaining it. The other little boys hung on Harry’s every word and one with round glasses had a dictaquill working to catch Harry’s every word. Harry saw the approval in Madame Pince’s eyes as she went past them. Harry spent an hour with them and enjoyed it. When the group broke up and headed back to the Gryffindor tower, Terry hung back. Harry had the feeling that he wanted something. He decided to see what it was.

            Terry followed him out of the library. Harry went into the nearest boy’s room and Terry followed him in.

            “Can… can I come back to your place and… can you… make me feel good?” Terry asked, suddenly shy, blushing red in embarrassment.

Harry smiled. “Sure. All you have to do is tell me what you want me to do.”

            “I promise to keep it a secret!” Terry exclaimed.

Harry nodded, a serious look on his face. “That would be a good idea, because nobody would understand what we are doing, and it’s not their business.”

Terry’s eyes glowed with happiness, and Harry decided to make sure he did a good job of it so that Terry would remember this for the rest of his life. Harry led him out of the bathroom and up to the hall where his flat was. Angus was in a position that allowed Harry to slip inside without being seen by anyone else. Terry went first with Harry behind him. Angus closed the picture behind them. Harry relaxed as the fire sprang up in the fireplace. Terry looked around the living room and it was obvious he liked what he saw. Harry smiled as the younger boy looked at everything. Harry relaxed in an easy chair and let Terry explore the living room. After a few minutes he came back to Harry.

            “Can I see your bedroom?” Terry asked.

Harry led him into the bedroom and Terry spent a few minutes checking it out. He liked the swords Harry had in a stand on the headboard of the full sized bed. Harry watched him go into the bathroom and smiled when he hear Terry exclaim over the size of the bath tub. He knew he was going to be having a bath with Terry later before sending him back to Gryffindor tower.

            Terry came back into the bedroom where Harry was. He looked up at Harry and suddenly he was turning shy once more. Harry held out his hands and Terry took it.

            “What would you like me to do?” he asked softly.

Terry lifted his head to look up at Harry and harry could see the longing in the younger boy’s eyes. Harry put his left hand on the right side of Terry’s face and slowly moved in. Terry’s first kiss was a hesitant one as if he didn’t know how to do it. Harry let him take his time with it. Terry backed off a minute later and Harry saw something going on deep inside Terry’s eyes.

            “I really liked that. Was that the first one you ever did with somebody?” Harry asked.

Terry nodded. “Yeah. I liked it, too. Can we do it some more?”

Harry smiled. “Of course, Terry. We can do anything you like.”

            “Cool,” Terry said, climbing up on Harry’s lap.

Harry hugged Terry to him as they kissed a few times more. Harry noticed that Terry was getting better and braver with each kiss. Harry gently ran his fingertips down the boy’s back and Terry shivered a bit.

            “That was cool! I liked that!” Terry exclaimed as he pulled back to look at Harry, and then frowned. “Hey! We’re not naked!”

            “Do you want us to be?” Harry asked.

Terry nodded eagerly. “Yes please! Do me first!”

Harry smiled and lifted Terry on the bed and reached for his shoes. He tucked Terry’s socks into the younger boy’s shoes and set them by the easy chair by the bed. Harry unbuttoned Terry’s school shirt and pulled it off him. Terry was wearing a tight white tank top underneath the school shirt and Harry peeled it off him. Terry had tiny little nipples. Harry brushed his thumbs over them and felt the hard little nubs there. Terry shivered and moaned.

            “That felt good!” he peeped.

Harry smiled as he took the tiny nubs between index and thumb and gently pulled on them and Terry shivered once more.

            “That’s so awesome,” Terry breathed.

Harry helped him to stand and he opened the slacks Terry was wearing and pushed them down his legs along with the briefs Terry was wearing. Terry stepped out of them and Harry gazed at the now naked eleven year old firstie.

            “You have a nice body, Terry. Once you start working out it will get much better. The girls and guys will want to play with you,” Harry said.

            “Is that what you do?” Terry asked.

            “Sure. Every morning with my friend Shiro,” Harry said as Terry unbuttoned Harry’s shirt, wanting to see what an older boy looked like.

As he pulled Harry’s shirt off, Terry blinked in surprise. Harry flexed his muscles for Terry, seeing the amazement and adoration in the younger boy’s eyes.

            “Wow! You got big muscles!” Terry exclaimed. “Are these tattoos for real?”

Harry smiled at the younger boy’s amazement. “Yes they are, Terry. If you ever decide you want one, think about it very carefully. Once they go on you they are there for life.”

Terry nodded, seeing the serious look on Harry’s face.

            “Now that we are naked, what would you like to do next?” Harry asked.

Terry suddenly got a bit shy again. “Um… can you… um… kissmeallover?”

Harry smiled. “Sure I can. Let’s get up on the bed.”

Harry laid Terry on his back in the middle of the bed and went to Terry’s face and kissed him on the mouth once more. Terry hummed in pleasure as he returned the kiss. Harry felt Terry relax and start to enjoy it. Harry slowly kissed Terry all over his face to start the younger boy’s pleasure, and from the way Terry was moaning he was enjoying it. Harry moved down to Terry’s neck and nuzzled each side as the boy tensed up. Harry laid down on Terry’s body and slowly moved to the top of the chest, moving along the collarbone to the shoulder bones as Terry writhed underneath him. Harry had an idea.

            “Terry,” he whispered softly, “do you trust me?”

Terry shook his head yes.

            “Good. I want to try something here. I think you will like it. I want to tie you down to the bed and then kiss you and touch you all over,” Harry said.

Harry could see the conflict in Terry’s eyes as the younger boy thought it over. Then he nodded his consent and Harry relaxed. He had gotten a set of restraints for his bed and now he reached under the mattress and pulled them up. He cuffed Terry’s wrists first and pulled the straps a bit snug. He did the same to Terry’s ankles and checked to make sure they weren’t too tight.

            “Are you okay?” Harry asked Terry.

Terry tugged at the restraints and discovered they weren’t too tight. He looked down at his penis and it was standing up hard.

            “The reason it’s erect is because your body is reacting to the pleasure,” Harry explained.

            “Is that normal?” Terry asked.

            “Very normal,” Harry replied. “One more thing. You can be as loud as you want. The bedroom is soundproofed so nobody can hear you.”

            “Okay,” Terry said.

Harry smiled and leaned over Terry’s torso, coming down on Terry’s right nipple. Harry gently blew on the tiny teat and Terry shivered as he yelped. It wasn’t long before Terry was crying out in his pleasure as Harry went back to work on Terry, kissing and touching him all over his body. It got to the point that Harry would barely touch him and Terry would be jumping all over the bed and screaming out in pleasure. Harry grinned as he looked at the throbbing boycock in front of his face. Harry gently peeled the foreskin back and started licking the head like it was a tasty treat. Terry squeaked as his body shivered from the new pleasure he was discovering. Harry slowly took the head of Terry’s cock into his mouth and began to gently suck on it. Terry couldn’t believe what was happening to him. He felt like he was someplace else the pleasure he was feeling from having his cock in Harry’s mouth was so very intense. Harry took his time sucking on Terry’s cock. He hoped that Terry was enjoying the experience, because he was enjoying giving the younger boy his first ever blowjob. Suddenly Terry went stiff and arched his back while a loud keening cry came out of the younger boy’s mouth. Harry could feel the ripples moving rapidly through Terry’s cock and knew that the boy was having his first real orgasm, a dry one, but a real orgasm for the first time in his life. Harry kept on sucking until Terry stopped shaking and started thrashing about. Harry backed off and moved up to lie next to Terry. The boy was panting like he’d run a race. Harry spent the next few minutes practicing his erotic touching on Terry and Terry reacted to each touch by jerking and jumping in his restraints and moaning out loud. Eventually Harry let him come down from his sexual high. He released Terry from the restraints and lay down next to him. Terry immediately rolled into him hugging Harry hard while getting emotional. Terry eventually ran out of steam and sighed once, closing his eyes. Harry stroked his back for a time before pulling the covers up over them and going to sleep as well.

To Be Continued….
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