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The Slut-Who-Lived and The Philosopher's Stone	By : g0tik4 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 80940 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. Jk Rowling does and her mind is not as perverted as mine. I don't gain anything by writing this story except for the pleasure of people reading it.

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The Slut-Who-Lived and The Philosopher's Stone
Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content between a child and an adult. DubCON/Non-CON. During the story, an eleven-year-old girl having sex with a lot of males. If you don't like it, don't read it!
Prologue
The day that changed Rose's life forever started like any other day at the Dursleys' household. It was summer and Rose had just reached seven years of age.
Since she could remember Rose Potter had been treated worse than dirt by her relatives. She didn't know why but her Aunt and Uncle despised her and her cousin – following his parents' example – was the same, with the added bonus that he liked to hit her every chance he got. Dudley was seven like her but he was so fat and so big that his size easily overpowered her. She was quick on her feet, able to escape most of the time from his slow and flaccid legs that gave her chase.
Her relatives like to give her chores because, according to them, she needed to earn her keep. 'Nobody does everything for nothing after all', her aunt and uncle often repeated to her. Since her guardians had welcomed her into her home, gave her a place to sleep, clothes to wear – all hand-me-downs clothes whose cost was basically nothing - and food – at least the bare minimum to survive – she needed to repay them somehow, and the only way for her to do that was to be helpful around the house.
Therefore Rose that day – like it often tended to happen - was working in the garden, sweat trickling down her forehead and making the dress she was wearing sticky. The dress was a faded pink and two or three sizes too small. It had been washed so many times that it was starting to become see-through. Rose was uncomfortably aware of the fact that every time she kneeled to tear a weed from the perfectly ordered lawn, her knickers would be visible for the whole road to see.
Aunt Petunia was out for the morning, doing grocery shopping, while Uncle Vernon was at work and Dudley was out with some of his friends. Aunt Petunia had locked the house and left her outside in the blistering heat without even a glass of water and now she was so thirsty that she would have done anything to have something to drink. Suddenly she was accustomed by her neighbour from two houses down, a man in his mid-forties, unmarried but with a dog.
"Hello Rose!" Mr Moore said with a smile, startling her out of her work and making her jump on her feet. She tried desperately to adjust her dress so that she could reach her mid-thighs, at least, but she wasn't having much luck.
Rose, who wasn't allowed to talk to her neighbours because Aunt Petunia said that she was freak and freak weren't allowed to talk to people, didn't know what to do. She didn't want to be rude but, at the same time, she didn't want to get her aunt angry either. In the end, she decided that her aunt wasn't there and that she could maybe answer.
"Hello Mr Moore!" She said shyly.
Mr Moore smiled before asking her what she was doing, working outside with this hot weather.
"My aunt asked me to. She's out now and I have to finish before she gets back" Rose said with a shrug.
"Hum, how about you take a break for awhile? I'm sure you're thirsty. Come to my house and I'll give you something to eat and drink."
Rose didn't know what to do. On one hand, the idea of food and something to drink sounded heavenly. On the other, she couldn't exactly leave her place for fear of her aunt coming back unexpectedly and punish her for it.
"My aunt said I can't leave the front lawn." Rose said undecidedly.
"It won't take long, half an hour at the most. Your aunt will never know" Mr Moore said gently.
Rose, finally convinced, decided to follow him. Mr Moore made her sandwiches and gave her water to drink. Rose devoured it quickly, too hungry and thirsty to think about manners in that moment.
Once she finished eating, she said "Thank you, Mr Moore. I should go now before my aunt comes back".
Mr Moore smiled at her before saying "I did something nice for you, didn't I? Now it's time you do something nice for me too."
Rose remembered in that moment the phrase her aunt and uncle always said, 'nobody does anything for nothing' and asked Mr Moore what could she do to repay him.
"Let's sit on the couch, all right?" Mr Moore took his big hand in hers and lead her towards the couch and once he was sitting down, he made her sit on his lap.
"Are you comfortable?" Mr Moore asked her.
"I think so" Rose said with another shrug. She didn't know what was going on but she wasn't uncomfortable. Mr Moore had been nice to her and had given her food and water, it was only normal that she would do something for him too.
"You want to watch some TV?" Mr Moore asked her. "There should be some cartoons on"
Rose widened her eyes and smiled excitedly "My aunt never let me watch TV".
Mr Moore smiled at her and took the remote from his left on the couch and turned the TV on. He took her waist in his hands and lifting her body, put her sitting astride him with her back against his chest.
"You should be more comfortable this way". Rose nodded though there was something hard poking her bum. She squirmed uncomfortably and heard him grunt behind her.
Rose watched the cartoons intently for about ten minutes, all the while moving her hips unconsciously while trying to find a comfortable position. The thing under her was becoming harder the more she moved so in the end, Rose asked curiously.
"Mr Moore, what is this thing inside your pants that is so hard?"
Mr Moore chuckled. "Ah, would you like to see it?"
Rose decided that satisfy her curiosity was more important than the cartoons and turned in his lap, facing him. Then she nodded shyly.
Mr Moore moved her a little towards his legs to have enough space to lower his zipper and his pants. Rose watched curiously as the thing between his legs that was poking her before sprouted out of his jeans and remaining vertical and parallel to his abdomen.
"What is it?" Rose asked then, fascinated.
"This my dear is called penis. When it becomes hard like this it means that it's hurting and that it needs a massage to make the pain stop."
"Does it hurt then?"
"It's uncomfortable, but you can do something about it. That's why I need you."
Rose nodded. "What I have to do?"
"Just massage it with your hands up and down." Rose nodded before putting her hands on Mr Moore's penis. His skin was warm and the tip was wet. She started to move her hand up and down and watched as Mr Moore closed his eyes in apparent pleasure. Rose, happy that she was doing something right for once continued.
"Very good Rose" Mr Moore said "Now faster. And if you'd like, you could suck on it too, like you would a lollipop, it would really help."
Rose didn't want to admit that she had never tried a lollipop before but she had seen other kids many times to understand the concept. She didn't know if she would like the taste of Mr Moore's penis but she wanted to help him so she started to lick it, first the top, washing the white, wet substance away and then the whole length of it. It tasted strange but not unpleasant so she put the tip in her mouth and began to suck it. Her hands continued to move up and down, faster and faster while she continued to suck and lick like she would an ice-cream.
Mr Moore was grunting and panting, but Rose knew that he was enjoying this so she continued until she felt something warm and sticky invade her mouth. She started to swallow it automatically, not wanting to make Mr Moore angry, until the penis finally stopped spurting and it became soft in her mouth. Mr Moore relaxed on the couch with a grin and Rose smiled at him once his penis wasn't in her mouth anymore.
"Was it okay Mr Moore, are you better now?"
"Perfect, my dear. But now you should go back out and finish your work before your aunt comes back"
Rose frowned slightly but she knew he was right. She got up from his lap and adjusted her dress that had rode up her legs until it covered her knickers again.
"You can come back any time you want Rose. I'll give you food and water and you can watch TV as long as you help me with my problem."
Rose smiled brilliantly at him "Of course Mr Moore" and with that, she left the house and started the gardening work once again.
In time Rose would realize exactly what Mr Moore's 'problem' exactly was but as long as he continued to give her food and water, she was more than happy to help him. Mr Moore introduced her to some neighbours, his friends, who were all really nice to her as long she helped them too. They gave her gifts and money that she could spend on what she wanted, as long as the Dursleys didn't find out about it.
Rose, who was a smart girl, realized early on that this was an effective way to get favours from people and decided to use it on other men and guys too beside Mr Moore and his friends. That was how, for example, she convinced Dudley and his friends to leave her alone. She kissed them and show them her pussy, allowing them to touch her as many times as they wanted as long as they leave her alone. Dudley, Piers and the others, who had never seen before a girl naked accepted eagerly.
With Vernon was a little difficult at first but she was able to make him happy with a blowjob a day and he 'convinced' – read forced - Petunia to be nice to her and buy her nice clothes. She needed to do her chores still but at least she wasn't starving anymore and her classmates didn't pick on her anymore because of what she wore.
Her life improved significantly and the years passed quickly. Everything was good, except for the strange things that kept happening to her – the incident at the zoo when she freed a boa constrictor for his cage after having talked to him the last thing in a long list – and soon she was eleven when her life would once again change forever.
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