Easter Egg Hunt | By : K8BNimble Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30054 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Easter Egg Hunt
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry and Severus celebrate their first anniversary, which also happens to fall on Easter. Harry asked for an Easter holiday, Severus gives him one he won’t soon forget. WARNINGS – BIG BIG WARNINGS: Really, really PWP – just an excuse to try writing kinks. Cross-dress, dub-con, het, multi, non-con, spanking, Slut!Harry, Weird!Snape, inappropriate humor, bad french accents, marshmallow peep abuse, despoiled Chocolate Bunnies and lots of graphic and ROUGH sex. I promise no fictional characters were really hurt during this but if you can’t handle graphic smex and seemingly non-con acts and pain infliction – don’t read! Don’t say I didn’t warn you. WARNINGS ARE FOR ENTIRE STORY – NOT INDIVIDUAL CHAPTERS!!
Note – this story is finished and I will upload the remaining chapters over the next few weeks as I get them formatted correctly.
Total Story Word Count – 26,465
Part 1 Word Count – 5,371
A/N – ‘Taint mine – They belong to JK…oh but if they were...Obviously I was bored at Easter last year and ate way too much chocolate... I don’t get any money so I console myself with chocolate and making Harry and group play hard.
Prologue – Welcome to Our Party
Snape’s POV
“Thank you for coming Lucius, Narcissa,” Severus nodded at Lucius’ handsome wife. While Severus wasn’t partial to women, he did find her somewhat attractive with her strong jaw line and somewhat sturdy build. It was probably why Lucius could handle being married to her since he was really a flaming gay. Shame – Severus once enjoyed his time with the blond wizard but family duties called and Lucius did the whole “getting an heir for the family” thing. Severus would have thought after raising Draco, they might have parted ways, but apparently they found a compromise in marriage that worked well for them and precluded the embarrassment of a divorce. Thinking of the family scion, he asked, “Where’s Draco?”
Narcissa smiled graciously at him. “He’ll be here shortly. He was meeting Astoria after work and was running a bit late. You know he would never miss an opportunity to spend time with his Godfather.”
There was another surprise – Astoria. Really two surprises – Astoria and “work”. He would have never thought Draco would lift a finger to earn a living, but somehow he ended replacing Ludo Bagman as head of the Magical Games committee. Granted , not much of an occupation, still the thought of Draco being purposely useful without needing to was quite unfamiliar territory. On the other hand, it gave Draco the opportunity to make up for surprise number one. Like his father, Draco was quite bent and the position did allow him many opportunities to “oversee” Quidditch athletes – many of them male – all quite fit. He was positive Draco took advantage of those opportunities.
Sure enough on the heels of Narcissa’s statement, the familiar sound of apparition notified them that the couple in question had arrived.
Astoria, though was not handsome like Narcissa, was in fact quite feminine which was even more of surprise. She was petite with small bones and small breasts. Her dark hair fell in waves passed her shoulders and she had green eyes – rather similar to his own husband’s, although not quite as vivid. She was beautifully decked out in a green silk dress the hugged her curves snuggly. It was a little on the chilly side for a spring evening and that let Severus guess that there probably wasn’t anything else on under the dress. He let his imagination wander a bit thinking of someone just a little more masculine wearing that same dress. He’d had to ask her where she got it – or maybe Draco as he probably was the one to pick it out for her. That was probably why he married her – just so he had his own mannequin to play with.
“Severus, Mother, Father. So sorry we’re a tad late,” Draco greeted them while stepping up with his wife of nine months. Astoria smiled at them and nodded in greeting as well.
“We just got here Draco so you’re not really late,” Lucius said.
Draco nodded then asked “Is anyone else here yet?”
Severus nodded. “Come and get a drink. Everyone else is here and Harry is busy playing bartender.” Severus led them into their Parlor eager to begin the evening’s events. It was Severus and Harry’s first anniversary after the minister forced them to bond after the fall of Voldemort to ensure there was a “check and balance” on their powers. It was a rarely used ministerial law that was invoked, but valid nonetheless. Potter had not been pleased. Neither was Severus. The first six months were horrible until Severus had had enough and took charge. His friends were quite surprised to hear about some of the changes and he believed they were eager to see them. Severus was eager to reinstate his reputation among his former colleagues. There were things in the work that he wanted to be a part of, but would never be able to unless those colleagues could trust that Severus controlled Potter.
He planned an event that wouldn’t be forgotten for a long time.
It had been just a few weeks since he had last seen Potter at the Cannons last game. As usual, Potter played phenomenally and watching him was a sheer joy…and sheer torture. Oh – he still loathed Potter. Thought he was arrogant, condescending, and without taste or manners. Mostly he found he loathed that he was so attracted to him and was still disappointed that Harry never accepted any sort of friendship with him other than as head of the committee (which Draco worked hard to maneuver himself into so he could have valid reasons for staying near him) and as Severus’ godson which meant little since their marriage was arranged and made Potter none too happy. And there he was, The Man-Who-Defeated Voldemort, smiling shyly at Blaise Zabini of all people while handing him a drink from the bar.
Draco was surprised that Zabini was there. Since when were he and Harry friends? He led Draco to the bar while Lucius, Narcissa and Astoria found seats in the plushly decorated room.
“Harry, the Malfoys are here. Treat them accordingly.” Harry’s smile stopped. He looked questioningly at Severus. “Why are they here?” he whispered under his breath, although Draco heard it clearly. Harry looked uncomfortable.
Just before Severus turned on Harry, he noticed Severus turning a shade of red, and Harry paling a bit. He grabbed Harry’s arms, pushing him against the wall a little and said harshly “Because I want them here Harry. This is my party and my friends. You will do what you are told or you know what will happen. Understand?”
“Ye…Yes…sir,” Harry answered, slightly shaken.
Draco about fell out. He thought their marriage would have been turbulent since they loathed each other. He couldn’t imagine how they completed the bond and he had been dying to ask Snape who “topped” but wanted to live to reach his next birthday. Seems he now had his answer. Who knew arrogant little Potty could be so submissive. It sent a warm shiver down his belly into his groin. It also made him look around to see who else Severus invited. Talking to Astoria was Pansy Parkinson. Hmnn..Interesting. His Mum and Dad were speaking with what looked to be a Weasley (couldn’t remember which one) and a beautiful woman he vaguely remembered from the tri-wizard tournament from his fourth year. Blaise was now in a discussion with Theodore Nott of all people. With the exception of the redhead and the Veela, this was definitely a Slytherin party. No wonder Harry was talking to Blaise – he was probably the only other person than the Weasley and the other girl that remotely liked him. He wondered where the other two-thirds of the golden trio were.
Well it should be an interesting evening.
The Evening Unfolds
Draco’s POV
After what was a surprisingly good dinner that apparently Harry actually cooked the muggle way, Severus stood up to lead them all back to the main parlor. He indicated that Harry should pass out drinks so he could make a toast. After Harry passed around the champagne, he went back up to Severus and stood at his side. Not for the first time that evening, Draco wondered why Harry seemed to be wearing wizarding robes. It was unlike him not to be decked out in muggle clothing. His kind of wished he was also in them as he was feeling a little warm.
“My friends. I am so pleased you could join me tonight. As you know, Harry and I were bonded one year ago. At the time I was not looking forward to our union. I imagine Harry wasn’t either.” There was a small amount of laughter throughout the room. “However, much to my surprise – I have come to enjoy myself in this arrangement”. Severus smiled slowly and looked Harry up and down. Harry turned a bright shade of red. “Wasn’t Harry’s dinner excellent?” Everyone clapped. Harry smiled unexpectedly at the praise. “Yes – Harry is a good cook and loves to satisfy me by doing it the muggle way. I am glad I was able to share his abilities with my friends. Everyone knows how talented he is on the Quidditch Pitch and I am so glad he can support me in the manner to which I’ve now become accustomed.” More snickering ensued. “So you can see I am so pleased to share his abilities in the kitchen and on the pitch with my friends.”
“I assume you may all be feeling a trifle warm at the moment.” Draco suddenly thought that maybe coming wasn’t such a good idea. Had the Slytherins been poisoned after all this time? “Not to worry, not to worry…” Severus was quick to assure the paling audience. “It’s only something that will help you enjoy his other great skill.” Severus smiled and looked around the room and then sneered at Harry. “You really are a great fuck Harry and I want to demonstrate to my friends how lucky I am to have you.”
‘”What?!” Harry exclaimed. He tried to back away but Severus grabbed his arm and yanked him closer. “Shut it whore.”
Bill jumped up and started to charge at Severus to defend Harry. Everyone else just watched. Draco was too surprised to move but started to join Bill when Severus flung his other hand out and cried “Petrificus Totalus!”. Bill froze – Draco sat for a moment.
“Now the potion you drank will work in a moment and it will enable you to participate fully in tonight’s activities with no feelings of regret or remorse – just acting on the animal instincts that I know you all have. Don’t forget – at some time in the past I have had the occasion to perform occlumency on all of you without your knowledge and surprise, surprise, you all have such naughty thoughts about the boy who lived. Well tonight you get to try some out. Nothing like a little gift between friends right?”
As Severus spoke, that warm feeling Draco had before starting spreading throughout his body. Suddenly it sunk in that his parents were there – his wife! They all had sexual thoughts about Potter? He thought he should feel disturbed by that and yet…somehow he couldn’t bring himself to care. He was beginning to care about seeing what was under Potter’s robes.
Harry squirmed “NO..NO! I am not going to..oh God Severus, stop it,“ he looked frantically around the room. “Isn’t someone going to help me?”
“Harry – did you or did you not promise to give me anything I wanted for our anniversary.”
“Yes..well..but,”
“But nothing. This is what I want. I want to give you to my friends to play with.”
“God no…” Harry was turning a little grey.
“You should be pleased that I am so proud of you I want to show you off. You want to make me happy right?”
“Ye- yes..but not, not this way..”
“Well – you promised and I hate to say I made that a magically binding contract when you uttered it.”
“What? How?”
“Doesn’t matter. Fleur – tell me, you remember magically binding contracts from the Tri-Wizard tournament? What happens if you don’t fulfill them?”
Fleur looked a little blurry eyed at Severus. Draco was frantically thinking if he could remember the consequences and his heart sunk as he realized Harry really had no choice but to go along – though his cock was perking up at that thought.
“Have you remembered it?” Severus prompted.
“Oui, Oui..Eet’s ‘orrible. If a contract ees not fulfeeled, the person will loose all their mageek first over thee course of a week and then after they become a squeeb, the mageek will start punshing them with random curses for another week. If they are alive after that, then they may leeve out their lives as a squeeb. Very few live through it.”
Harry almost fainted. “You—you did that to me? How could you hate me so muc..”
“Easy Harry – while you are a great fuck – I have over seven years of burning hatred to get my revenge through. I wasn’t a Death Eater because I was a nice guy.” At that Lucius actually laughed. Draco cringed.
“Well…I want nothing to do with it,” said Bill, although the flush in his face said otherwise.
Lucius smiled at Snape and then looked at Bill. “If I guess right, all the guests have to participate as well or the contract is not fulfilled.”
Snape smiled and nodded. “Correct Lucius. And I promise each of you will receive one good fuck tonight.”
Lucius smiled and nodded “ I’m game..” Draco knew they would all participate and they would all enjoy it except maybe Harry as he just realized he did not partake of the aperitif that Snape had given out just before dinner. He briefly wondered how any of them excepting his father who wouldn’t care, would live with what they were going to do tonight but that thought passed briefly as the aphrodisiac really kicked in.
Snape’s POV
It was all going according to plan. He knew someone would object – he lost that bet that Bill would be first. He really thought Draco would step up to defend the man he seemed to care for so much. Oh yes…Snape knew very well how Malfoy junior felt about his husband. He thought it was the least he could do to provide him at least one evening of that entertainment, but he didn’t want to encourage Draco to pursue Harry alone and possibly wrecking his own marriage so this group setting should help. He really cared for his grandson’s wellbeing, in his own way of course.
Snape leaned back against the bar and pulled Harry in front of him, pulling him to his chest.
His head resting on Harry’s shoulder he spoke to the room, “Now – I don’t want this to be an all out gang bang. That’s just tasteless.” He could feel Harry tense. He whispered in his ear “You need to relax or this will be far more painful than it needs to be.” He started massaging Harry’s nipples through his robe.
“I thought we could play a little game. “ Moving his right hand away from Harry, he picked up his wand “Accio egg basket,” Severus said . Through the air from behind the bar, a large green basket floating out to the center of the room. It seemed to be filled with small plastic eggs of varying shades.
“Since it’s Easter as well as our Anniversary, I thought we could have a little fun celebrating almost muggle-style, with an “Easter Egg Hunt.”
“Muggle-style? Why?” Narcissa chimed up. Like Lucius she didn’t find much use for muggle-style anything.
Severus continued “Typically the muggles have the symbols all mixed up. They hide garishly colored eggs supposedly hidden by a large rabbit for kids to find. I mean really – who gives eggs to an animal that hops? Plus what child wants a hardboiled egg? Some reward that is. I think there’s a bunch of candy involved too. It doesn’t make much sense. Anyway – the simplest symbols – eggs and rabbits are symbols of fertility – so I thought there is a far more appropriate way to celebrate this season even if Harry would be unlikely to get pregnant no matter how many times he gets fucked.” He looked thoughtfully at Harry for a moment and then back to the crowd “On the other hand – if it’s weird and remotely possible, it would happen to Harry.” He laughed at Harry’s widening eyes. “Just kidding dear,” Severus hadn’t felt so relaxed in a long time.
Blaise spoke up “So how exactly does this work? Where are we hunting for the eggs?”
“Simple – in Harry’s ass.” Severus smiled in contentment.
At the shocked look at everyones’ faces, Severus continued “These are special eggs. They will be inserted into his anus, magically scrabbled, so to speak, then he will need to lay them. These eggs are numbered. The egg you receive will be your number for the rest of the evening. You crack open the egg for the “surprise” task that Harry will perform.
“So there are ten eggs and we do to Harry what is on them,” asked Pansy looking almost gleeful at the prospect.
“Actually – there are fifteen, but five are unassigned to individuals. There are more tasks than people so you will be participating more than once. And not everyone will have the same tasks assigned or done to them. You must also consent of course to having certain things done for you.”
“What does that mean,” asked Astoria gently.
“It means if Potter is asked to perform oral sex on you, you will allow it.”
“ What if I don’t want everyone to watch?” Pansy spoke up.
“You don’t need to. You can pick one other person to watch to validate that Harry has carried out the request.”
Harry was visibly shaking at this point. Snape could feel his trembles. He patted his arms almost gently. “One last thing – just to reassure everyone. While some of these tasks may temporarily hurt, none of them will cause any permanent damage.”
“Except for my psychological state,” muttered Harry.
Half the room giggled a bit. Snape was not one of them. “What was that Mr. Potter?” He yanked Harry’s hair and pulled back. “Do you agree to these conditions? You will fulfill these tasks as expected and with “enthusiasm” You will answer yes to any question or request put to you Harry or I will consider your ‘lack of enthusiasm’ a breach of contract.”
“That’s not all he’s gonna breach!” Theodore Nott spoke up for the first time looking very pleased with his own sense of wit.
Snape smirked and then followed with “Oh – and by the way – if you hesitate on following a command, I’ve put a spell on you that will start to warn you of the impending ‘breach of contract’ and you will feel a deep burning pain inside like it’s burning your magic.” Snape waved his wand and transfigured the room somewhat. A bed appeared on the far side, additional cabinets appeared, several additional tables of various sizes appeared.
“Now then Harry, please bend over that table so I can shove these eggs into your butt.”
Harry’s POV
He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Snape had been hard to live with at times, even terrible, but he never thought Snape would do something like this. But – he had agreed and so as mortifying as this was, he went to the smooth table and bent over. He gathered his robe up past his behind and exposed himself to Snape. He had certainly been in this position a number of times but never in front of an audience. He almost couldn’t bear to look at them, but he could see Draco and Astoria off his peripheral vision. They both seemed shocked but a little flushed. Suddenly the thought went back to Snape’s original comments that all these people had had fantasies about him. That was hard to believe. Draco maybe…but Astoria? Blaise? Lucius?
He felt Snape’s forefinger poking at his pucker. “Wider Harry, I can barely see your hole.” Severus demanded. Harry tried to spread his legs a little wider. “Better, but not enough. Pansy, come here please.” Harry hated Pansy. Her little pinched-face bitter scowl annoyed him and Severus knew that. She came almost sprinting up, her mousy brown hair flouncing, along with her sizable breasts. Like Narcissa, she was not small woman, but she was not striking in any way. Medium build, medium coloring, medium everything except her flouncy boobs.
“Harry –ask Pansy to hold your ass cheeks apart so I can get these eggs in.”
Harry closed his eyes not wanting ask her anything and then suddenly his stomach started to burn and he was reminded of the contract.
He looked up at the grinning Pansy. “Please Pansy…” he asked.
“Please what Potter?” she asked sweetly.
“You know…don’t make me say it.” Harry begged.
SWAT! “OWW!” Harry yelled as Snape smacked his bum.
“Full sentences idiot. You will ask in full and complete sentences – for the rest of the evening,” amended Severus. “Now then Potter – what was it you wanted to ask?” Pansy had picked his head up by his hair and leaned into his face. Harry could feel her breath.
“Please – Pansy – please spread my..my cheeks apart.” Harry was humiliated having to ask her.
She reached into his mouth and pulled his lips as far apart as possible.
“Like this?” Harry shook his head as much as he could with her fingers in his mouth.
She took them out. It was obvious she was enjoying this little scene. “Be more clear in your request.”
“My ass cheeks, Pansy, pull my ass cheeks apart for the eggs.” He spluttered, face flaming red.
“Kiss me first Harry.” She leaned into his face again, this time just short of his lips. He strained forward and attempted to kiss her. She finally accepted and leaned in. Her tongue found its way into his mouth and he let her control it so he wouldn’t choke on her tongue.
She let up and walked around. Her cold, clammy hands came down on his butt and she pulled his cheeks apart. “Like this sir?” Harry heard her ask Severus.
“Yes, Pansy – like that.” In a moment, Harry felt first a wand touch his hole and heard Snape whisper a spell. He recognized the feel of a cleansing spell – and a fairly strong one at that. Then a small, cold, roundish item touched his anus and then felt Severus finger push it through the ring of muscle.
“They’re not very large sir.” Pansy asked.
“Well, I need to get them all in there and then we need to get them mixed up. The eggs will enlarge which will force Harry to expel them.”
“Is that sanitary sir?”
“Don’t worry Pansy – I used a spell to clean him out thoroughly. You could eat an apple out of him and it would be clean at this point.”
“Oh – I’ve just never had a lot of experience with this type of thing.
“Anal sex you mean?”
“Yes.” Pansy didn’t sound embarrassed at all, just curious.
“Well…you’ll know a lot more by the end of the night.” Snape smiled as he continued inserting the small eggs in.
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“And that’s 15. Harry you can stand up now,” Severus said. When both Pansy and Snape let go, Harry stood up. He could feel the 15 little eggs rolling about a little. He felt really full – almost like he had an anal plug like the ones Severus made him wear on occasion.
“How do you feel?” Severus asked.
“Odd – a little uncomfortable.”
“Now we need to be sure they are mixed up completely. Jump around a bit.”
Harry looked at him for a moment questioningly. The burning started so he started jumping, feeling more moronic doing this than he had bent over the table.
“Now how do you feel?” Severus asked after about a minute jumping.
“Tired…and like I need to shit actually.” Harry was surprised at the last statement.
“Oh – I put a bit of veritaserum in your last drink – a special brew. It forces you to tell the truth whenever I ask you a direct question.”
“How is that special? Harry asked as he stopped jumping.
“It only works if I ask you the questions.” Severus seemed quite pleased with his own abilities.
“Oh…” Harry added lamely. He was glad in a way that it was a special brew. Then he could lie if he needed to, to everyone else.
Severus turned to the gathering. “Ok folks – time to collect your eggs. Come on up here and watch how it’s done.”
When the group was gathered around Severus led Harry to the bar. “First you have to select your egg..”
“How?” shouted Blaise “They’re in his bum!”
“Simple. Harry, bend forward and lean against the bar. Not at 90 degrees like the table – more like a 45 degree angle.” Harry did so. Severus lifted his robe and gathered the materials and put it into Harry’s hands. “Hold and spread your legs wider. I shouldn’t have to tell you that every time. Squat a little if you have to.” Harry struggled to comply moving his feet about two and half feet apart and bending the knees a little.
Severus turned back to the group. Patting Harry’s ass he looked at Draco. “Well – what do you think? What you thought?”
Draco’s POV
Draco was mesmerized. Harry’s ass truly was a sight to behold. Quidditch did wonderful things for all of its players, but on Harry’s, it had sculpted him into a statue. He was jealous watching Severus smooth over that creamy white, surprisingly hairless bum.
“Draco…answer me,” Severus asked, almost chuckling.
“Um…it’s beautiful.”
“Yes – and it’s mine,” he reminded everyone. “Except for tonight of course. Come on up and touch.” At that the group gathered around Harry and there were hands on his legs, back and behind.
Draco heard Pansy saying to Astoria – “He really has a firm ass – I think he could have prevented me pulling them apart, if he had wanted to that is..” Pansy laughed but it was drowned out in the feel and the texture of the skin Draco felt before him. It was ice cold, yet somehow it burned. The skin was flawlessly smooth and the cheeks were perfectly rounded.
“Clench it Harry – let them see your muscles.” Harry did and held for a moment. “OK Relax.”
“Now then - take one finger and insert it into his rectum. The first egg you touch will be the next one out and will be your number and your egg. Feel free to maneuver him if you have a tough time finding an egg. I’ve spelled them to move on their own so you may need to dig a bit.”
Harry legs shook a little at that.
“One finger though – that’s the limit. Good luck with your Easter Egg Hunt. Draco, why don’t you go first.”
Draco slid so he stood directly behind Harry taking a moment to smooth over his back and rump. What Draco had only been able to imagine was now directly in front of him.
“First – use a little lube on your finger. Let’s start Harry off gently why don’t we?” Severus handed over the jar. Draco smoothed some on his middle finger as it was the longest. He carefully ran his finger along Harry’s cleft and then slid into the tight pucker. ‘Oh god – he’s so tight…he’s so hot. ‘ Draco stared at his own finger thrusting into Harry. He wasn’t finding an egg, but he wasn’t really trying to.
“Come on boy – stop fantasizing and just get the damn egg. The rest of us would like to get our hands in that hole too.” Lucius exclaimed, seemingly appalled at the lovely-dovey look on his son’s face. Astoria just looked at Harry’s face and then Draco’s and understanding dawned on her face. Oddly she didn’t seem as upset as Draco thought she’d be.
At that Draco’s finger came into contact with an egg. It started to expand but his finger was still moving in and out of Harry.
“Ooh…oh” Harry moaned. His moans grew a little louder and a little more pained. “Get it out..” Harry cried.
Draco withdrew his finger.
“The egg dammit, the egg – get it out. Oh god – I’m gonna….”at that Harry just groaned and grimaced as a small purple egg started appearing at his anus. Harry strained to pass it. It tugged and stretched at the ring of muscle that didn’t want to let it go. The widest part started passing through. Everyone stared in fascination watching as a flash suddenly startled them.
Surprised they turned to find Snape had just taken a photo of the purple egg coming out of Harry’s ass and landing into Draco’s hand. “What? I want souvenirs.” He said calmly.
Harry turned around and glared at Snape even as his legs buckled under him.
“One down – fourteen to go!” Snape said cheerfully!
Harry’s POV
It took about forty minutes to get through all the eggs. To his surprise they had actually been different sizes as well as colors so some came out easier than others. The first one of course had been one of the largest. Just his luck. Some people seemed to take more time routing around than others. Bill, Fleur, Narcissa, Astoria, and Blaise seem to work quickly, but Lucius, Nott (he couldn’t call him Theodore without laughing so he stuck to Nott), and Pansy seemed to enjoy taking their time. Nott because he was just hopeless, Pansy because it seemed she found a new kink she really wanted to explore, namely Harry’s butt, and Lucius because he wanted to mortify Harry by trying every different position he could think of. Granted Lucius was the last to go before Severus so there were far fewer eggs to be found though wanted to die when Lucius asked him to lay on his back and pull up his legs so he could “dig around” more effectively. More effective in that he enjoyed watching Harry’s mortified face every time he passed over his prostrate and Harry actually thrust in pleasure and then had to answer Severus truthfully if he was enjoying Lucius’ finger in his bum. He almost found himself fucking Lucius’ finger.
Of course when he finally touched the egg – it was the other largest egg in him and he was not allowed the courtesy of passing it with everyone to his back. Instead he had to squat on the table while Bill and Blaise held him up and expel it with all those faces right at his bottom and Snape gleefully getting photographs. When the egg was almost out, Lucius even went so far as to lay under Harry so his face was in the shot, reach up with his hands and pulled Harry’s hole apart so the egg popped out of his ass and into Lucius’ mouth as Snape clicked away. Harry knew Lucius had some perversions, but he thought he was enjoying himself just a little too much.
The rest of the eggs passed with few incidents other than Harry already being exhausted.
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“Right, everyone has their eggs. Who has Egg #1?” Severus asked. Harry fainted.
Severus turned to look at Harry ”Uh..We’ll take a short break for drinks and then we’ll get started.” Severus mobilicorpused Harry into a room off to the side.
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